The woman had a lovely face with peach-blossom cheeks. Though she was clearly dressed as a married woman, every gesture of hers carried the shy innocence of a young maiden. She was none other than Cheng Yaojia, who had only recently been released from the prefectural office.
Earlier, when Song Qingshu had brought Qing troops to search Yuqing Temple, Lu Guanying had recognized him. After returning, he had viciously berated his wife. In his eyes, that Jin Dynasty dog official had released them one moment and come knocking the next. Only a handful of people knew that Han Tuozhou and the others were hiding in Yuqing Temple. How could such a coincidence exist?
He had already been deeply troubled by his wife's loss of chastity, but considering how gentle and obedient she usually was, as well as the fact that this had truly been beyond her control, he had forcibly suppressed his anger.
Not until the events of that night did Lu Guanying finally erupt. In his view, his wife's loss of chastity was not entirely unforgivable, but she should not have concealed it from him, much less revealed the hiding place of the Southern Song envoys to the Jurchen.
He even suspected that she had developed some feelings for that Jurchen. Otherwise, why would she tell him something so secret?
Cheng Yaojia naturally felt utterly wronged and flatly denied it. Yet the more she denied it, the more her husband suspected her, and the angrier he became. In the end, he even slapped her.
Cheng Yaojia had been the jewel of her family since childhood. Combined with her shy and gentle nature, she had never even argued with her husband after marrying him. Yet this time, she had received a solid slap across the face.
Filled with grievance and