"Elder Zhu, it's just those commoners can't stand seeing me do well, that's why they misunderstand me like this. Don't believe those commoners' words, I used to..."
"Have you ever done a single good deed before?" Elder Zhu questioned her again.
"I..."
Shen Yuan was at a loss for words.
And Elder Zhu once again took a deep breath.
You've talked long enough; now is not the time for this.
"The sour scholar has already sent someone to choose your marriage partner. On this joyous day at the City Lord's Mansion, your marriage will be handled too. I will personally oversee you getting into the bridal sedan and, after going to the groom's place, getting married."
"No, you can't!"
Shen Yuan screamed, on the verge of madness.
What exactly does this Elder Zhu want to do? What's wrong with her liking the Junior City Lord? Why force her to marry a man she doesn't love?
And to marry today! Isn't this forcing her to die?
