The hall was somewhat restless, and everyone could hear it.
The stewardess dared to act like this only because she had the Empress's backing and had caught the Second Prince Consort's mistake.
Yet, no one dared to say she was wrong.
The Second Prince Consort, Yao Ru, was in unbearable pain, but she didn't utter a sound.
No one pleaded for her, not even her mother, Madam Yao, the wife of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who was kneeling behind her, anxious but not daring to intervene.
Yao Ru numbly and laboriously straightened her body again.
The Minister of the Ministry of Justice next door remained unmoved.
The Second Prince frowned deeply, thinking that this Mrs. Yao was really senseless.
Kneeling was such a trivial matter; hadn't it been fine the past few days? How could things go wrong on the last day?
What woman doesn't have children? How is she any more noble?
Over there, it was all women; he couldn't rashly enter, so he only voiced his stance aloud.
