The Marchioness stood there, stunned.
How could that be possible?
"Originally, when he had that secret meeting with Yang Sanniang, I saw it with my own eyes..."
The carriage stopped at the door, and that little slut welcomed him inside.
Although I didn't see them rolling in the same quilt, in the dead of night, a lone man and a single woman meeting up, what else could they have been doing?
The Marchioness blurted out her words; seeing that Feng Yun had not said anything, she realized she had misspoken and chuckled awkwardly, "I've made the Princess laughed."
In order to ensure that her husband had an heir, she had to compromise.
Feng Yun curled up the corners of her mouth and said indifferently:
"I understand everything you've said, Marchioness. You should go back for now, and when there is some clue from the Governor's Office, it will not be too late to discuss further. Also, with such a big issue, the Marchioness should think it over carefully before making a decision."