With tears in her eyes, Zhou Shihui clenched the handkerchief in her hand and turned to walk out of the restaurant.
Running and sobbing, she said, "He really likes Fulu, that illiterate! But she has nothing that can be compared to me!"
She was also a county mistress. Why did her senior brother choose Fulu over her? Fulu couldn't even read! How could she be competent enough to be the next Duchess Anyuan?
In the Guest-welcoming Building in the distance, Prince Huai looked into the distance and said to Zhou Siming standing next to him,
"I've already tried every possible means to intercede with my father to spare Sisi's life.
"But you know, my father doesn't like me…"
Zhou Siming said, "Your Highness, Sisi will be executed after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Only you can save her now."
Prince Huai sighed and said, "She is my wife, and I love her so much. How can I just sit by and watch her be killed?
