"Do you think the lives of these ordinary people... could they be happier than your life among the royal nobility in the court?"
Facing Zhongli Wuzhi's question, Chinian didn't know how to respond for a moment.
She found herself lost in thought.
Zhongli Wuzhi didn't rush her, but soon he answered his own question, "Actually, not necessarily."
"..."
"Whether born into the Royal Family, a wealthy family, or an exceedingly ordinary average family... people have the same troubles."
Chinian looked at Zhongli Wuzhi's profile, from a slightly rear angle, she could see his narrow eyes open, clearly revealing a trace of sorrow.
To say sorrow was right, as was to say a deep blue melancholy.
Somehow, the sorrow and melancholy she knew nothing about also weighed on her heart, making her feel very uncomfortable.
