Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Pingyang was observing her all the way, feeling even more sad in his heart.

She had never received such good treatment even when her father was still alive.

After her father's death, Que Yan was even more ruthless and locked her up in her Yinghua Palace. Apart from the necessary daily necessities, she could only use her monthly salary to buy anything else she wanted.

Thinking of her as a majestic princess, her days are tight every month. How has she ever had such luxury?

Pingyang gradually felt dissatisfied.

Yun Si sips tea, her bare hands are soft and smooth, as white as jade, and the coral bracelet on her wrist is exquisite, clear and even more delicate.

She knew that Pingyang was sizing her up, and she probably guessed the purpose of her warm invitation.

Firstly, it was because she and she were in the imperial capital together, and wanted to take the opportunity to catch up on old times, and then use the opportunity to establish a friendship.

Secondly... maybe it's also because of her husband?

You know, as the second son of the Prime Minister, Lu Ran is neither the eldest son nor his achievements are outstanding, so his status in the mansion is probably mediocre.

Now, although he is obviously married, he has not separated from his father, the Prime Minister, but still stays in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Looking at it this way, I am afraid that his status is not much higher.

Yun Si put down the tea cup, and then took the soup lady that the maid brought over to warm her hands.

Appropriate warmth continued to spread, and her hands also became warm.

Yun Si glanced around the living room and said, "Sister, I have lived here in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time. Is there anything I am missing?"

"If there are any, my sister will send someone to deliver some someday."

When Pingyang was asked this question, the infinite sorrow in her heart surged into her throat. Her eyes turned red and she looked even more pitiful.

"Sister, your life is good, but I don't know...sister is suffering..."

She took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes, "My husband and I are two poor people in this Prime Minister's Mansion. No one cares about us, and we are left to fend for ourselves."

"..." Princess Chu Yang frowned her beautiful eyebrows slightly, her tone was very concerned, "Why did sister say that?"

"Did someone bully my sister?"

Pingyang shed tears, and Lu Ran also lowered his head and sighed,

"Why don't you know, Your Highness, that those individuals look down upon others and are not good ministers? They are just little servants who can't speak on weekdays. They have pitied my wife and have been dragged down by me. Now she is depressed and sheds tears every day." .”

Hearing this, Princess Chu Yang frowned even more tightly and her tone became unhappy, "Sister is a princess, how dare they!?"

"Princess?" Pingyang shed tears and became even more aggrieved, "I am just an unpopular princess. I don't even have a mansion, so how can I be called a princess?!"

It is said that after a princess gets married, a royal mansion will be given to the princess and her couple, but with the current emperor, everything has changed.

Not to mention the mansion, she even used her own monthly salary to pay for her dowry, which is really... ironic!

"Sister, you don't even know that my sister's life is really... miserable!"

The couple began to cry.

Yun Si: "."

Her eyebrows twitched and her forehead bulged, "It seems that my sister has been really affected over the years."

That was all she had to say.

In contrast, she suddenly felt that it was better to go to the funeral.

At least, the monks at Daxiangguo Temple would not bully her because she had no backer.

She lived freely by herself, and her life was quite comfortable.