She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Madam Yin this time did not silence Ye Xinyan’s words, but cast her hesitant gaze upon Ye Yuan’s chubby little face, resembling a dollop of powder. Gazing into those clear, large eyes and the expressionless face that still smiled cheerfully at her, Madam Yin unexpectedly began to doubt the days to come.

Indeed, trapped in Duke An’s Mansion, this quagmire, her mood was naturally foul, and with troubles arising every two or three days, how could her daughter live a peaceful life?

If Madam Yin could be somewhat pliable on the issue of divorce, that would be for the best, and it meant that things were largely on track for success.

Having communicated with Jiang Yifan regarding this matter, Ye Xinyan no longer had time to agonize over it. She started to be kept busy by Madam Yin, selecting fabrics, trying on clothes, and looking at jewelry day in and day out.

Ever since Ye Xinyan fled the capital years ago until now, although she had returned once in the meantime, staying over two months in the capital, she did not participate much in the gatherings of noble ladies in the capital. At most, she had made a couple of appearances during the New Year celebrations at Marquis Zhongyong’s Mansion.

After the New Year, as the court resumed, and after the emperor arranged a marriage for Jinrong, Han Yufang, as Jinrong’s Principal Wife, once hosted a literary gathering at Han Mansion. Although invitations were sent to Duke An’s Mansion, Ye Xinyan had that three-Chapter agreement with Jinrong and did not go to Han Mansion to pay respects to the future princess consort.

Speaking of which, this spring welcoming gathering at General Huwei’s Mansion would be Ye Xinyan’s first official reappearance among the capital’s noble ladies since that embarrassing incident, and Madam Yin could not treat it lightly.

Ye Xinyan could understand Madam Yin’s feelings, and she also had to take into account Jiang Yifan’s reputation; she couldn’t let others think Jiang Yifan was a man who chose poorly, could she?