Previously, Princess Xuancheng had seen her cousins, including her aunt, the wife of the second branch of the Xi family. Every one of them had taught her not to cry and to endure it.
They had to think of a way to get their father's pity so that the siblings could have a good life.
Every one of them was helping her to come up with ideas on how to maximize the benefits. Her mother was dead, and it was as if she had to take advantage of the fact that the tea had not yet cooled and take the opportunity to obtain benefits from her father. In the future, her situation would be even more embarrassing.
They had considered all aspects for her, but no one had considered that she was only a twelve-year-old girl. She had just lost her mother, and she had lost the entire world.
Only Lady Xiao was different. She only made her cry.
