She had known what it was to live in poverty, having experienced even harder times in Daying Village. Silently, she organized the items inside, took the pots and bowls outside to the little river to clean them thoroughly, and dusted off the dusty quilts before washing them as well.
While she was doing these things, many people from the grasslands came to watch her. Seeing the kind of treatment she received, they could not help but gossip:
"Why did the Second Prince let her live here? Wasn't she painstakingly searched for and brought back?"
"Who told her to be so ungrateful? The Second Prince is so kind, yet she still wanted to run away. Now he's punishing her."
"Serves her right, look at her now, she's living worse than we are."
"..."
Nan Feng remained silent the whole time, pretending not to understand.
No matter what, she had to think about the child in her belly. She couldn't let her child suffer no matter what.
