Tong Linglong secretly rejoices, thinking this Li Shuning is digging her own grave, and can only blame herself.
The matriarch feigns anger, pointing at Li Shuning's departing figure, her hand trembling.
"Chuan'er, your wife, your wife is truly remarkable, huh?"
"Mother, don't be angry, I will discipline Shuning well."
"Mother, what happened at home?"
"Hmph, what's the matter, your wife dressed all fancy, inviting trouble, and I'm being lenient by not blaming her. Yet, she dares to be the aggressor and complain first."
Feng Chuan's heart is filled with disgust; this woman's inner nature doesn't match her outer appearance.
Moreover, thinking he might be wearing a cuckold's hat, his mood grows more irritable.
Li Shuning, however, directly takes her maid and gets on the carriage, rushing towards the Imperial Palace.
The coachman, a member of the Feng Family, is somewhat confused, unsure of the lady's intentions.
