The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid

Chapter 962 Miss Qianjin Becomes a Maid 1
At the request of my relatives, Ye'er began to write a side story about the last male number two!Dali's Duan Yu, Duan Yu, in Ye'er's writing, he is a relatively cold character, even a bit cold-blooded, but he is also a man with a true temperament, but all these are covered by his coldness.

This is an independent story that can be viewed as a romantic drama alone.Well, if you want to know more about Duan Yu, you can read Ye’er’s text from beginning to end, it’s absolutely wonderful (laughing...)
Well, enough nonsense, the story officially begins:
Dali, Yunnan
In the bustling market, the groups of soldiers were particularly eye-catching. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman dressed gorgeously, with a delicate and pretty appearance, was supported by the soldiers——
Some people commented: "The Yang family is all over now, Yang Huaishi has corrupted the law, and now he has ended up with a whole family of robbers, it's just that the only young lady of the Yang family is pitiful—"

"Yang Huaishi has only such a daughter. Hey, it is considered lucky to be like this. Only this young lady was spared from the disaster. You must know that none of his other descendants were spared. If Prince Duan hadn't interceded, this young lady would probably have died too. -"

"The young lady is pretty--what a pity!"

"Bringed into the palace, at most, she would be a maid of the palace, so it goes without saying that she will suffer in the future."

Yang Xin'er turned a deaf ear to this discussion, even her eyes were still so dull, she had already shed tears.

What's the use of shedding more tears?
Her fate will not be changed.

All of this is her life.

Xin'er was directly brought into the most inconspicuous and remote corner of the palace, where the little maids lived.

Zero bricks and tiles, simple and abnormal.

The maids all looked at her, a little surprised by her gorgeous clothes, Xin'er smiled bitterly, thinking that she would spend the rest of her life here.

The steward who brought her here seemed somewhat sympathetic, and an old woman in gray clothes ran over flatteringly.

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(End of this chapter)