Lu Mingyuan had a good idea of what she was thinking and comforted her, "My older brother did indeed do many terrible things to you. He acted despicably for a man. You don't need to be sad or feel wronged. Things will get better. I can also understand the things you've done. I don't blame you, Sister-in-law. It's truly not easy for a helpless woman to survive in the Harem."
"Brother-in-law..."
Yang Yingchan felt both touched and pained. For a moment, a whirlwind of complex emotions churned within her.
She was touched, of course, because Lu Mingyuan had spoken up for her. The pain came from the sudden thought that with her humble station, there was no possibility of a future with Prince Huai'an. 'How wonderful it would have been if I had met the Sixth Prince, Lu Mingyuan, and married him instead of Prince Zhao, Lu Changfeng.'
Yang Yingchan clutched her heavy chest. The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached.
