The prime minister's daughter-in-law is finished now
I knelt on the cold floor tiles of the ancestral hall, and a biting chill came from my knees through the thin skirt material.
"Shen Yuan, Yao'er and I are deeply in love. Today, in front of everyone, we have canceled our engagement."
Gu Jingchuan's voice sounded above his head, with an eagerness to get rid of the burden. I looked up, and the sunlight pierced his back, making my eyes sore. He stood on the steps at the entrance of the ancestral hall, wearing a white robe and a golden crown, with my good sister standing beside him.
Shen Yao's eyes were red, but the corners of her mouth were stretched into a smile that she couldn't hide.
"Sister, I know you feel uncomfortable in your heart, but... You can't force emotional matters." She held the handkerchief to wipe away the non-existent tears, and her voice was as gentle as an oriole, "Brother Jingchuan and I really love each other, you... Just help us."
There were people standing outside the ancestral hall, including maids, mothers-in-law, and several distinguished guests invited by my father. I even saw a few unfamiliar faces, they should be relatives and friends brought by Gu Jingchuan. People all over the yard stared at me like a drowned dog.
I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, the nanny kneeling next to me began to cry: "Miss, your life is miserable! You lost your mother when you were a child, and now your engagement is annulled. How will you live in the future?"
As soon as she cried, a burst of whispers suddenly sounded in the yard. Some people sighed and said, "This is the end of the prime minister's daughter-in-law." Others added in a weird way, "She is a loser in the first place, and she is not worthy of being a minister."
My face burned terribly. Not because of shame, but because I suddenly discovered...
I can hear what Gu Jingchuan is thinking.
