This was the first time in so many years that Tang Wanru had been disrespected Beijing. However, she couldn't afford to offend any of these people.
She could only endure it.
She didn't have the time to tell her daughter about the situation at the Imperial Mansion.
…
On the other side, Wei Ling, who was standing outside and planning to go in, was in no better condition as she looked at more and more people with a stunned expression.
All of them had extraordinary statuses, and some rarely appeared on such occasions…
Seeing that more and more people were coming, she held the invitation in her hand and wanted to go in to watch the commotion.
Her expression turned uglier and uglier. She stood rooted to the ground as if there were nails on her feet. She couldn't leave nor move!
"What… is going on?" Wei Ling's voice was a little hoarse. She looked at the suddenly lively banquet hall in disbelief as if she had seen a ghost.
