As soon as Daohua left, the atmosphere around the dinner table became even more despondent.
Madam Yan remained silent for a long while before lifting her head to gaze at Yan Zhigao, "Daohua has hardly cried since she was a child. There was a time when she was helping her third granduncle gather Daozi and fell into the ridge, dislocating her foot. Because she was afraid that the third granduncle's family would feel guilty, she bit through the pain without making a sound. Yet today, her eyes turned red..."
Upon hearing this, Madam Li could not hold back any longer and tears began to spin in her eyes. She, who had always valued peace and was willing to yield in favor of it, began to harbor resentment toward Concubine Lin.
Had it not been for her, why would her daughter suffer such grievances and scolding?
Yan Zhigao also felt uncomfortable. He had not wanted to scold his eldest daughter, but her behavior just now was indeed unreasonable.
