"Mother, you've been too impulsive this time. If you leave, what will happen to the future of my brother and sister?" Situtu Qinger was both anxious and angry. At this point, there was nothing she could do.
Indeed, Lady Tang's status as a concubine had yet to be legitimized.
Her affair with the War Prince hadn't been settled, and now, the entire Capital was abuzz with the scandal of the Qinger Building in the Brothel.
Every issue felt suffocating; if Lady Tang, their main support, were banished to the manor, to whom could she turn for advice?
These past few days, whenever Situtu Qinger met with the daughters of the nobility, as soon as they mentioned the incident of Qinger Building, they looked at her with meaningful glances, those mocking eyes made her feel humiliated, as if she was one of those ridden by thousands, oppressed prostitutes in Qinger Building, which infuriated her.
