Just as Yang Zhenshan had thought, rumors about Zhou Lan cursing her husband were flying everywhere in the Capital City.
In the backyards of officials' residences, at teahouses and taverns, countless people were discussing the matter.
All sorts of rumors and mockeries were being passed around, getting nastier as they spread.
However, for Duke Ning Mansion, the most troublesome issue wasn't these ugly rumors, but the Huaijiang Marquis's demands for retribution.
With Sui Yian's death from illness, the Huaijiang Marquis family had lost their male heir. They blamed Zhou Lan, believing that it was her curse that had killed Sui Yian.
At this moment, the old lady of the Huaijiang Marquis family, Madam Zhang, was at Duke Ning Mansion demanding an explanation.
"Bring out that husband-cursing wretch, today she must join my son in burial!"
"Ah~~, Duke Ning Mansion is bullying people! The Duke Mansion is hitting me, wuu wuu, cursed my son to death, and now wants to kill me too, wuu wuu~~"
