"Qinger, what's wrong? How did you fall out of the carriage?"
"Ah, wuwuwu!"
Situtu Qinger had fallen out of the carriage, her hair and clothes were in disarray, and there was a large bruise on her forehead. She looked utterly distressed. As she came back to her senses and noticed the crowd around her pointing and whispering, a deep sense of humiliation washed over her. Overwhelmed, she burst into uncontrollable tears.
"Don't cry, tell Auntie, what exactly happened?" Auntie Tang, who was a clever woman, had since adjusted her address after everyone learned that her claim as General's Wife was fraudulent.
Situtu Qinger glanced at the crowd pointing fingers around her, and in a moment of heated impulse, she immediately turned and cried out to Xuexue, who was just stepping off the carriage: "Auntie, it was her! She pushed me!"
As soon as she said this, the crowd erupted with surprise.
