Linghua looked somewhat abashed, then chuckled to herself, "That's true, I was overthinking it. I'm always afraid that you'll be looked down upon here in this residence."
Guo Yunrong laughed, "Who could look down on me? My father is the Commander of the Imperial Guard, and it's not as though my husband is just a minor official still building his career. Even if Duke Zheng were still the heir, his position wouldn't be as high as my father's. As long as the old master here is around, my life as his granddaughter-in-law is quite easygoing."
Naturally vivacious and lovable, Guo Yunrong had an open heart and never sweated the small stuff. Marrying Zhu Yi was not only a union between two families but also of her own heart's choice. After the wedding, her mother-in-law was kind, and her husband, while not as attentive and thoughtful as literati, was sincere in his treatment of her. She had no idea how carefree and joyful she was.
"I thought wrong," Linghua immediately admitted.
