Upon seeing Fu Hanlai, the woman couldn't help but bite her lip, on the verge of tears.
"Your Highness, I know you are a kind man who speaks out for women, but my sisters and I truly cannot survive. Please save us!"
After speaking, the woman in white bent down, her entire body almost lying on the cold ground. The weather wasn't bad today, but even at its best, it was still the dead of winter. The woman wasn't dressed very well, and now that she was lying on the ground, some people around her couldn't bear to see her like this.
"Is that all? Is there anything else? How many sisters do you have?" Fu Hanlai took a step back imperceptibly and asked, "Of all your sisters, why is it only you who is so depressed?"
"Your Highness, the other sisters only still hold onto hope, but I understand that we have been abandoned. Who would dare to help me now? I know that the Princess Consort dislikes a woman like me who uses her beauty to serve others. What principal wife would like a woman as alluring as me? But if possible, I would like to be a good daughter and marry a good man with dignity!"
At this point, the woman's face was filled with extreme pain and despair, and every word she spoke was stained with blood.
"It's my bad luck. All I want is a place to live, a place where I can spend the rest of my life. Why can't I even do that? Your Highness, please save me! Please let the Princess Consort spare this pitiful woman who has no choice in her fate!" The woman in white looked up, knelt on the ground, and reached out as if to grab Fu Hanlai's robe. Her delicate face was still streaked with tears, and her eyes seemed to speak volumes.
"My sister still clings to a sliver of hope, but I see no hope at all."
Fu Hanlai took another step back, this time his reaction was much more obvious than last time, as if he was frightened. "Just talk, why are you hitting me? Men and women should not touch each other. In the street, young lady, don't sully my reputation!"
The onlookers, lamenting the woman's plight and feeling pity for her, were speechless.
The woman in white, who seemed about to say something, remained silent.
Jiang Xuelin, who was enjoying the spectacle and seemed oblivious to the fact that she wasn't the one being explicitly or implicitly accused, was speechless.
Wow!
These are words that Fu Ashou would actually say.
It seems that Fu Ashou developed some psychological trauma after running away from home and encountering a womanizer.
As for whether Jiang Xuelin is worried?
Of course, there's no need to worry.
She continued watching. Anyway, Fu Ashou had told her to come, so she just had to watch and observe with Yu Bo and the others.
Fan Yundi, being the youngest, couldn't help but nudge Jiang Xuelin with his elbow as he stood next to her. When Jiang Xuelin turned around, he gestured indignantly, "Aren't you going to explain yourself?"
Jiang Xuelin raised an eyebrow, then shook her head.
Noticing the aftermath of her cousin's actions, she angrily pulled her silly cousin over and told him to mind his own business.
—Mind your own business with those two; we don't need him.
He's still too young to understand the destructive power of these two. Otherwise, why would Yu Bo have acted like a mouse before a cat when he saw them in the private room that day? Was it really just because Jiang Xuelin had big fists?
Of course not!
Just keep watching, and that idiot cousin will eventually find out why this happened. The rest of them are all quiet and haven't said a word for Jiang Xuelin.
All the words the woman in white could say were choked back by Fu Hanlai's words.
Stepping back to avoid the woman's hand, Fu Hanlai bent down slightly, looked at the woman, and then shook his head and sighed, "Look at your pitiful appearance, it's really heartbreaking to see you like this. In this cold weather, you're only wearing so little, it's truly a hard life. How could those people treat you like this?"
The woman in white forced a fragile and helpless smile, her face still wet with tears, which made the smile look even more bitter. "Young Master, it's just that I'm unlucky. I'm making a fool of myself in front of you."
“Girl, the ground is cold. You should get up and say what you have to say.” Some of the bystanders, who couldn’t bear to watch any longer, advised, “It’s so cold. You’re dressed so lightly. Don’t catch a cold.”
Whether it was the tabloids or Emperor Xuande's attitude, their attention was entirely focused on those who cruelly broke the ankles of these women in an attempt to please others, and on those pretentious men with twisted tastes. They always felt sympathy and pity for these victimized women.
Now, everyone in the capital knows how pitiful these women are, and they naturally feel only pity for the woman in white, without a trace of malice.
As for the claim that these women mostly come from brothels to serve men... well, you can't just ruin their feet like that. Besides, what this woman said is right. If they could, who would willingly suffer like that from childhood?
The tabloid "Tian Ri Zhao Zhao" had already mentioned how much suffering a woman had to endure to have bound feet, and even illiterate people had heard about it from others.
“Yes, young lady, you should get up and talk. A young lady shouldn’t catch a cold, or she’ll suffer the consequences,” a plump woman advised.
With these two people taking the lead, other onlookers also urged her to get up quickly and stop kneeling on the cold ground.
Fu Hanlai was still waving his folding fan, but only to show off his handsome demeanor. He smiled as he listened to the comments of the people around him.
"Don't try to persuade her. Perhaps this young lady is just used to speaking while kneeling."
Others: "..."
That sounds really strange!
"Young Master..." Upon hearing this, the woman in white cried out mournfully, her voice melodious and lingering, softening the hearts of all who heard it.
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