Nangong Beiying's thoughts were shared by many, harboring a sense of detachment from matters that did not concern her. But it was simply that she was exceptionally rational, analyzing matters so thoroughly. For her, it was not worth dwelling over impossible things, it would only be a waste of her time.
Every moment of her life had meaning, every minute and hour fully accounted for, with no time to spare for inconsequential concerns.
Even her feelings were managed the same way. She didn't bother herself now with thoughts of what to say to Xiao Qi when she returned. She just planned to ask him his thoughts then. If his answer aligned with her ideas, she would be content with it. If not, she would raise her child by herself.
