Fang Gu lowered her eyes dejectedly, tears falling one by one. She dared not look at Mrs. Wu in the ancestral hall and cried, "It was the first lady, all of this was done by the first lady."
"You're talking nonsense!" Mrs. Wu's voice was sharp. "It was clearly the eldest lady who did it. Why do you blame it on me?"
"Mother—" Zhao Hewan knelt on the ground, crawling forward two steps, looked at Mrs. Wu in disbelief and asked, "Are you trying to kill me, mother? Are you trying to kill me?"
"Shut up, you are a descendant of the Zhao Family, you have Zhao Family blood in you. Your grandfather won't let you die, he will protect you, he will definitely protect you. But I'm different, I'm different! How could you, this fool, not understand?"
