On the way back in the carriage, Madam Wenren shook her head: "This girl, she looks just like her mother, so incredibly beautiful."
Wenren Zong said, "Is it bad to be beautiful?"
"What's the use? She's already married to the Prince of Yu."
"The Prince of Yu has divorced her."
"Thirteen, don't trouble your mother. I know you can't possibly marry her. She's carrying the child of the Prince of Yu; our Wenren Family would never stoop to that. Besides, His Majesty would never allow it." Madam Wenren said.
Wenren Zong said, "Mother should know that the Prince of Yu is the most powerful opponent of the King of Chen."
"That's true, but... do we, the Wenren Family, really want to get involved in this? If we fail, the consequences would be unimaginable." Madam Wenren shook her head slightly.
Wenren Zong said, "From the day you married Eighth Sister to the King of Chen, we, the Wenren Family, have had no choice."
