How could such a thing happen.
All of Shangjing was abuzz with discussion.
In the feudal thinking tainted by tea poison, anyone would find it hard to accept.
Especially a well-educated noblewoman who has read the "Women's Commandments".
The old woman suddenly looked up: "Our young lady just said..."
What was said?
— Please be sure to save yourself from calamity.
The old woman's throat tightened: "How did the young lady see it?"
Jiasan didn't speak further.
She closed her eyes, yet the scene of Yu Tingwan looking at Second Madam Cao's expression lingered in her mind.
Jiasan's tightly held fingers turned white.
There was no pity in Yu Tingwan's eyes.
Nor was there urgency to prevent Second Madam Cao from harboring a death wish.
Instead, it was...
An expression one would have for their kind.
Calm, composed, as if seeing her former self.
Because she knew what to say to strike accurately and pull someone teetering on the edge back from the abyss.
