Extra (2)
Once again, Wen Rou had run out of the Second Prince's Mansion, but this time she had not brought as much silver or wealth as before.
Before leaving, she had sworn never to return.
Wasn't there a place in the vast world for her to belong?
Only after her purse was stolen did she realize that the outside world was not at all like the beautiful place she had imagined.
From the time Wen Rou arrived, except for that humiliating night, everything had always gone smoothly for her; at the very least, she had enjoyed the finest food, clothing, and shelter.
Now, while eating the steamed bun she bought with the last two cents she had, she knew all too well how uncomfortable it was to be hungry.
Now she thought to herself, damn it, why hadn't Xuanyuan Jian come to find her yet.
Wen Rou held the steamed bun in her hand, struggling to take tiny bites, which tasted worlds apart from the food prepared by the kitchen maid at the Prince's Mansion.
