My engagement was canceled in public by the prince of the Hou family, and everyone laughed at me, Jiang Wanqing, for my unlucky fate.
The prince wanted to marry the noble daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, which caused a storm in the capital.
I simply put oil on the soles of my feet, marry far away from Jiangnan and escape.
I thought I would be far away from the troubles in the capital, but my old father always sealed up the gossip letters from the capital and sent them to the south of the Yangtze River.
The Hou Mansion was full of chickens and chickens, and the backyard was covered with chicken feathers.
I leaned on the boat, cracked melon seeds and watched the fun with my husband, secretly rejoicing: Fortunately, the marriage was called off early!
