Everyone was looking at Murong Jiu.
There was pity and empathy in their eyes, but the look they gave Fu Baozhu was one of disgust.
Even if she was unaware, occupying the nest as an imposter for sixteen years and then engaging in intimate relations with the Western Region Prince within days of meeting, was utterly despicable.
"Luckily, she isn't General Fu's biological daughter, otherwise the General's Mansion would have been shamed by her!"
Someone in the crowd indignantly said.
"How dare you! Who said I am not my father's biological daughter? This old woman's word is one-sided. Who knows if she was bribed to concoct this lie! I have barely met anyone from the Yongning Marquis Manor, they have nothing to do with me!"
Fu Baozhu yelled loudly, her face red and neck bulging, her eyes brimming with hateful tears.