During the Great Jing Dynasty, it was right here in the capital.
That winter wind is like a knife, it hurts when it hits your face.
Su Wanzhao was kneeling in front of the two big red doors of Jingyuan Marquis Mansion. Her back was straight, like a grass that refused to bow its head in the cold wind.
"By God's blessing, Jingyuan Marquis Prince Shen Yanqing has an order: Concubine Su, the concubine, is of low origin and lowly. She speaks and does things in an unruly manner. She also has the face of a wealthy man. She has brought disgrace to the Marquis House. From today on, she will be divorced..."
The old housekeeper who was reciting his divorce letter had a voice so shrill that it felt like someone was pinching him. Every word he spat out was like a nail, piercing Su Wanzhao's heart.
"Kefu! Kefu! Humph, this kind of woman should be thrown into a pig cage and drowned!"
"That's right. The prince was originally a good person, but he fell off his horse after marrying her. How unlucky!"
In the crowd, those ordinary people who just liked to join in the fun and make noises were pointing at Su Wanzhao, and their saliva almost drowned her.
Su Wanzhao lowered his head, his long eyelashes covering up the hatred in his eyes.
