Matchmaking matters truly seemed to be an endless stream of troubles, one wave subsiding only for another to rise.
A few days later, a small trickle of gossip began to spread in the boudoir circles of the Capital City.
"I heard that Miss Ni was already being neglected by her future in-laws before even getting married! The Xia Family gave a bunch of junk as betrothal gifts, and Lady Ni was so furious she sent them all back!"
"Really? Weren't Miss Ni and Commander Xia's marriage granted by the Emperor himself? How could the Xia Family dare to do such a thing?"
"What's there to fear? The matriarch of the Xia Family is a second wife, and she has her own legitimate son. Why would she care about the life or death of one born of a concubine?"
"So Commander Xia was born of a concubine then!"
"Indeed, that's the case!"
"Now it seems like it's not such a good match after all. Those born of concubines, even if they achieve success, will always be suppressed. Alas..."
