Du Yongbang stomped forward and on seeing his precious daughter resembling a wilted flower after an excursion into the palace, his heart immediately twisted in pain.
"Dad…"
With a whimper, Du Wanyue spoke out, her voice trembling with resentment.
Today, she felt that she had completely lost face.
She had initially planned to get closer to the Prince of Liaodan, only to not only fail in captivating him but also get knocked unconscious by him. She lay still as death in the Imperial Garden for a long time, spotted by all the young masters passing by. Fortunately, she was dressed as a maid and her identity as the legitimate daughter of the Duke hadn't been revealed. Otherwise, the shame would have killed her!
"What exactly happened? Wanru, you tell me."
Seeing his second daughter sobbing uncontrollably and unable to speak, Du Yongbang asked his eldest daughter to explain.
