In the end, the little fox smiled and said:
"Lady Lin, you should resign yourself to widowhood from now on."
Bang!
Lin Wanxiao's teacup fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.
The palace maid was startled and quickly came over to clean up the broken teacup.
But Lin Wanxiao did not snap out of her daze because of the broken teacup. Her breaths were rapid and labored, her mind unsure of what to dwell upon.
Finally, she gritted her teeth, gasping for air, and said:
"What kind of talk is this? I—I have my reputation to keep. Whether he esteems me or not, it has nothing to do with me. But now, with the Empress Dowager reigning above, under such boundless imperial grace, I, a weak woman, have no autonomy. Even if I don't want to, I must enter the Chen Estate. Thinking of such heartbreaking matters, as a feeble woman, I am powerless to resist..."
"So, you're agreeing to enter the Chen Estate then?" Yin Tingxue followed up her question slyly.
