In Quyang Country, sons are valued far above daughters, and the status of princes far exceeds that of princesses.
At first, she barged into Jian Shichu's courtyard without any fear, thinking only that Qian Yuan was a mere servant and that, as someone with an esteemed background, even if she took Qian Yuan away, Jian Shichu would not tear his face with her over a servant, nor would he punish her.
But now, things had completely slipped out of her control.
She had not expected Qian Yuan to have taken Zhihuan Powder.
The crime she had framed on Qian Yuan was thoroughly dismissed by Jian Shichu.
Meanwhile, the crime she had fabricated stuck to her firmly.
When her father, the King, and the Queen would learn of this tomorrow, to appease Jian Shichu's anger, she believed her father would not hesitate to punish her.
It might be relegation to the Cold Palace or demotion to a commoner.
Either way, it would be a fate worse than death.
She was scared.
Utterly scared.
