The Right Minister's Wife sat inside the soft sedan chair.
Looking at the jade pendant in her hand, her face was full of pain.
Thinking of her daughter marrying as a concubine, her heart felt like being cut by knives.
Moreover, the one she was to marry was a sickly man, with a vicious legal wife.
Isn't her daughter jumping into a fire pit?
Though the jade pendant was exquisite, the Right Minister's Wife only felt it was burning her hand, wishing she could throw it far away.
Returning to the Right Minister Mansion, she entered the main hall.
Old Madam Zhou asked urgently, "Whose jade pendant is that?"
"It's Young Master Xie's," said the Right Minister's Wife.
"How could it be his?" the Second Madam exclaimed in surprise.
The Old Madam was anxious, "How did you handle it?"
The Right Minister's Wife was reluctant to speak.
The maid said, "The Duke Zhen's Mansion agreed to marry the eldest young lady as a concubine."
No one spoke for a while.
