The people at the Prince Mansion couldn't understand how a well-respected Prince, after a visit to the Imperial Palace, returned as a commoner.
The old lady fainted upon hearing this news and woke up only when she was already on a moving carriage to relocate.
The current Prince Mansion was no longer usable; the whole family had to move to a civilian area ten miles away.
Some of the wealth accumulated in the Imperial Palace was confiscated, leaving only a few clothes for warmth and a useless, crippled son.
The old lady cried until her tears ran dry, looking around at the cramped carriage, so crowded that there was barely room to move, filled with their clothes and Murong Dun's wheelchair.
Murong Dun was sitting in the wheelchair, hunched over, silent like a wandering soul.
Seeing her son in such a state, the old lady felt utterly hopeless, devoid of any vitality.
"My son… what on earth did you do to end up like this!"
