Everyone said that Mrs. Shen, a flower seller in the south of the city, had a hard life - her husband died in the battle and she was alone, barely making a living by selling flowers.
They didn't know that nine out of ten silk flowers worn by ladies all over the capital were made by her.
They didn't know that last night the Marquis's wife knelt in front of her and begged her to give her some medicine to save her dying son.
Shen Zhehua took the scissors and slowly trimmed the flower branches in her hands: "Back then, my husband's food and grass were seized, and the Hou Mansion also had a share, right?"
Later, the current regent came to the door in person and slowly knelt down on one knee in front of the people in the city:
"General, please take your wife back to your home."
The whole city was in an uproar—the husband who died in the battle was actually the powerful... Living king of hell?
