Even in the remote regions of Nanjiang, people know the proverb that a married daughter is like water poured out; surely, here in Shangjing, that common sense should be even more deeply understood!
Ruan Die almost immediately wanted to head out to find Jiang Lingzhi and have it out with her.
She hurried forward, but as the sun had already set and the room was dim—with no lamps lit—she failed to see the way. She tripped over a table leg and fell heavily to the floor, scraping both palms until they bled.
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