If Qinghe refused, by tomorrow the entire upper echelon of society would undoubtedly be buzzing with how ungrateful and disloyal she was, coupled with previous rumors that she was raised by wolves—it was unintentionally putting her in the spotlight. But if she agreed, what followed would be even more problematic: some would say she was just putting on an act, feigning filial piety, others would declare that she'd lost her mind—who still believes in superstitions these days, effectively turning her into a laughingstock.
Gu Che looked at Qinghe with concern; whether Qinghe went or not, it spelled trouble for her. Even if Qinghe was nonchalant and didn't care what others thought, there were too many idle people in this world, especially among the elite, a breeding ground for gossip. Without any real issues, they could still stir up trouble, and once they found something to latch onto, a single spittle from each person would be enough to drown someone.