Chapter 892 Ministerial Mansion
Situtu Qinger stood up and followed the guard with exaggerated, swaying steps, heading towards the fourth prince’s mansion.
Her trailing gown, once pristine, was now soiled with stains.
The wide hem was embroidered with pink patterns, and wound around her arm was a length of light purple yarn luo silk. Her slender waist, hardly an armful, was cinched with a purple belt inlaid with jade.
Her beautiful hairbun, once neat, was now messily skewed to one side, making her look utterly disheveled. However, due to the veil covering her face and her graceful figure, she still emitted an air of pitiful charm.
Qinger’s swaying gait drew the Fourth Prince’s gaze.
Several ladies of distinguished families watched with eyes ablaze with jealousy; even in such a state, she did not walk properly and seemed intent on seducing the Fourth Prince.
Their hearts seethed with indignation.
Just as Situtu Qinger was about to pass by, one bold and straightforward young lady from a noble family suddenly snatched the veil off her face.
The sight that met their eyes was the normally stunning Second Miss Situ, now with her face covered in dried blood and smudged black eyeshadow streaming down her cheeks. The bright, captivating eyes of ordinary days were now like those of a panda, matted with bloodstained makeup. The scene was indescribable and utterly pitiable.
When a gust of wind brushed Situtu Qinger’s face, she felt a sudden chill. Before she could react, she heard a burst of laughter around her. Instinctively touching her face, she belatedly realized her veil had been torn off.