"Concubine, just pretend I never said that." She smiled slightly, pretending to be okay, and said, "I am just not prepared."
How could Wu Su believe such words? She couldn't help but feel sad for the girl's sensibility.
After marrying into Marquis Mansion and enduring it for a while, she could make her own decisions, which was better than being sent as a concubine by Madam.
Meanwhile.
―――Guìs Hall.
Lin Qingyu also had a worried look on her face, sitting in front of the bronze mirror with an angry expression. In the end, she had become a concubine!
She thought that after sabotaging the marriage proposal with the poor scholar, she could marry into Marquis Mansion as the main wife, but in the end, she ended up as a noble concubine!
"This bracelet is really nice; you're a noble concubine, Miss."
"No matter how noble this concubine is, can it be more noble than the Head Wife?" She couldn't help but scold the maidservant who was happy for her.
