Xinhe laughed but didn't speak.
Yi Ling glanced out the window, appearing a little restless. She covered her anxiety with a laugh and then said, "I'll go change my dress."
In this noble circle, talking about going to the latrine was just too vulgar. These noble ladies might unavoidably change their dresses when going out, so they simply referred to both changing dresses and going to the latrine as 'changing clothes'.
"Mm, okay."
As soon as Yi Ling got up and left, her little maid couldn't help but wanting to speak. But Yi Ling gave her a cold look and the maid promptly swallowed her words.
Yi Ling quickly moved along the corridor to a secluded corner, checking around to ensure nobody was there, then asked, "What's the situation now? Has Master Mu gone in?"
The little maid hurriedly said, "He has gone in, I saw it with my own eyes. Right now he should be . . ."