She hated Su Qiao to death and wished she could kill her hundreds of times at once. However, she was completely powerless.
Dragging along this injured leg that hurt unbearably every day, she needed someone to help her even when going to the toilet. What else could she do?
After refusing to eat or drink and lying on the bed, staring blankly at the canopy, she even began to miss the life she had led in her previous life.
Back then, although she could not eat whatever she wanted, play however she wanted, jump, run, climb mountains, or drive, at least she had two healthy legs, parents who loved her deeply, and an older brother who protected her.
There had been no schemes, no bloodshed, no coercion. No one had treated her like an object to be chosen, only for her to end up having to share a husband with another woman.
Madam Su woke up at night.
After waking, she remained dizzy for a long time. Gradually, when she recalled what had happened during the day, a miserable scream tore through the sky above Su Prime Minister's Estate.
She had no idea why things had turned out this way.
She remembered that before going to the banquet, she had merely drunk a cup of tea, after which she had become groggy. She had no idea what she had done afterward.
Thinking of her daughter, who was still lying in bed, Madam Su's face turned deathly pale. She staggered to her feet and rushed toward the door, only to find that it had long been locked from the outside. She turned and ran to the window, but discovered that even it had been nailed shut.
In the end, she found a tiny window in the little room where the maid