Is it because we met during the day?
A five-year-old child, wishing for happiness!
Princess Anning stared at the dimly lit sky outside the window and smiled sarcastically.
Happiness?
In her life, will there really still be happiness?
It's eerily quiet in the courtyard outside; likely the maids have not yet woken up.
So Princess Anning lay in bed until the outside was bright, then she coughed twice softly.
The maid who served her personally quickly came in to help her with her toiletry and dressing.
While combing her hair, Princess Anning asked, "There's still no news today, is there?"
The maid shook her head, a look of sympathy emerging in her eyes: "No!"
The corners of Princess Anning's mouth struggled to curl: "No matter, now they are all commoners, surely it's hard for them to even survive, let alone have the time to write to me, it's understandable!"
The maid's eyes showed even deeper sympathy.
