Sister Lan's eyes were red with pity.
The Eldest Princess reached out her tender little hand to wipe her tears.
"Sister, please don't cry; Yiming is used to it already!"
Sister Lan held her.
"My poor Princess, just because you're not a Prince, you must suffer like this! It's truly too difficult!"
The Eldest Princess lowered her head and murmured.
"My mother has always resented that I'm not a Prince; it hurts her deeply!"
"Being beaten and scolded doesn't matter to me; as long as it makes my mother a little happier, I'm willing!"
Sister Lan felt even more heartache.
"Such a good child!"
Why doesn't Consort Ning cherish her? Why?!
Sister Lan carefully applied medicine and dressed her.
She wanted to say something but, after thinking, she couldn't say anything.
After all, she was just a sister in matters between mother and daughter.
She couldn't interfere!
The Eldest Princess grimaced in pain while dressing, her face pale, sweat pouring cold.
