Joanna was once dominating the hot search list, and couldn't be dragged off.
By the time the scandal subsided, it was already ten days later. Joanna was dressed in black, and jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't wash her clean. Divorce was inevitable.
When Joanna received the divorce certificate, she felt like she'd shed a layer of skin, her entire being haggard: "Beite, you promised me I wouldn't have to move out of the Prince's Mansion."
"You can certainly continue living here," Beite said, "I even have to thank you, because this scandal made the Queen's illness worse. You should go back to Yuancheng now and extract as much as you can from the Jade Mine, take as much as possible!"
"Okay." Joanna nodded, "Remember, you can't have a new Princess Consort."
"No problem," Beite agreed readily.
