"Later, he entrusted me to a friend, who became my master, and raised me."
"How old were you then?" Mingzhu asked.
Three years old.
"You have a pretty good memory."
"You still remember the massacre of your entire family when you were three years old!"
"How old is your savior? What's his name? I'll help you find him. I have some personal connections with the Prince of Zhenbei."
"At that time, he was a teenager. My master told me that his name was Huo Shuwen, a famous chivalrous knight-errant of the Great Yan Dynasty who made a living by offering bounties."
"..."
Mingzhu knew she was referring to Long'er's biological father, so she continued to ask:
"So how will you repay his kindness after you find him?"
"If he's not married, I'll serve him; if he is, I'll kowtow and leave."
"Then you should kowtow. His daughter is about the same age as me."
"Come to think of it, he got married right after saving you. You were born at the wrong time."
These words infuriated the woman, and the effects of the drug kicked in, leaving the white cotton sheet on the bed covered in blood.
"Mingzhu? You call yourself a princess? How dare you speak so rudely?!"
"So what? That's how women in the Great Yan Dynasty are. Rules don't matter; what matters is that they're happy."
The weakened woman relaxed, smiled faintly, her face pale, and murmured to herself:
"Yes, your own happiness is the most important thing. I will help you with your affairs. First, send someone to help me get better."
This woman, born into the martial world, even had to negotiate with the princess while lying in bed. She was originally a little anxious to go to the Great Yan to marry her savior, but now she doesn't have to rush anymore; she can just kowtow and leave.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely bring the painting back to you."
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