"What nonsense are they spouting?" Faced with the unbearable gossip of the common folks, Situ Qinger was nearly in tears. She had always seen herself as above the rest and had high standards. From a young age, she had been determined to marry into the Royal Family. Now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, her body exposed, the good reputation she had carefully maintained over the past decade was utterly ruined. Her heart was a tumultuous mix of emotions, indescribable discomfort overwhelming her.
It was with great difficulty that the Fourth Prince had started to take a liking to her, yet this incident happened, how could her heart not feel constricted.
She truly feared that after today, the Fourth Prince would no longer pay her any attention.
"Second sister, don't be sad. Let's hurry back and change clothes," said Situ Dieer considerately as she stepped forward to take Qinger's arm, helping her towards the mansion.
