In the Tiansheng Kingdom, an ordinary family only needs 20 taels of silver a year to make ends meet.
Miss An's father was a third-rank official, and his annual salary was 300 taels of silver, which was far more than that of an ordinary family. Moreover, the An family had acquired many properties, and the money they earned was far more than what was on the surface.
The master actually said that Miss An was too poor.
The second son had nothing to say. But...
"5000 gold coins is too conspicuous for the master; it's not easy to fool him."
Yi Chenli glared angrily at the second brother: "Can't you people from the Dark Battalion even handle such a small matter? This prince doesn't want useless people."
The second son was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud: "Master, please calm down, this servant will do it right away."
The second child got a good scolding and felt very bitter.
He suddenly realized that he earned 2,000 taels of silver a year in the Dark Camp, which he thought was enough. But compared to Miss An, he was the one who was "poor".
Why doesn't the master help him out?
Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.
The second son was on the verge of tears.
...
An Yuan'er was relieved to have accomplished such a great task.
However, simply getting "Master Zhang" to change his address would only deprive the unborn child in the aunt's womb of the name "precious son." Getting the brother back would require another plan.
Back then, the old lady firmly believed in the saying of destiny. If we wanted to change her deeply ingrained ideas, we had to break the saying that her brother and the An family were incompatible.
An Yuan'er gradually formed a plan in her mind.
Just a few steps inside the house, An Yuan'er happened to run into An Piao'er, who was helping Madam Lihua take a walk in the courtyard.
Although they were family, there was no real affection between them. An Yuan'er was unwilling to put on a show and wanted to return to Li Ting Yuan without even saying goodbye.
"Stop!" An Piao'er stopped An Yuan'er.
After not seeing her for a while, An Piao'er angrily discovered that An Yuan'er was even more beautiful than before.
Her skin, no one knows how she takes care of it, is fair and smooth with a dewy sheen, even fairer than the face she nourishes with rose juice every day.
"An Piao'er, it seems you haven't suffered enough at school, and you still dare to cause trouble?"
Having lost the Fifth Prince's protection, An Piao'er heard that Huo Moran, the daughter of the Great General, had formed a demon-slaying squad specifically to deal with girls like An Piao'er who appeared gentle and weak on the outside but were full of wicked ideas on the inside. An Piao'er and her friends suffered a lot at Huo Moran's hands.
Huo Moran came to the school after An Yuan'er left.
An Yuan'er always regretted not having the chance to meet Huo Moran. How could such a great team be complete without her?
Thinking about what happened at school, An Piao'er gritted her teeth in hatred. She had enough of being bullied at school; at home, she didn't want to have to put up with An Yuan'er's attitude.
“An Yuan’er, the family’s precious son is about to be born. These past few days, Grandmother has been leading the women of the family in praying for blessings for your little brother’s birth. Now that you’re back, you should be at home praying for blessings, instead of wandering around outside.”
An Yuan'er sneered: "What precious son? I don't think so."
“Zizhu is right. You really don’t respect your grandmother and us at all. So what if you’re a prince’s study companion? You don’t really think that useless cripple, the Sixth Prince, can protect you, do you?”
"Your mother has already told your grandmother everything about your recklessness lately. Once your younger brother is born, your grandmother will definitely deal with you properly."
"Instead of fantasizing about that useless cripple protecting you, you should beg me properly. Maybe I can even plead for you and spare your life."
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