Second Sister.
Third Sister.
Fourth Sister.
Among her sisters, she was the ninth.
These sisters, like her, were all daughters of concubines. Only their Eldest Sister was completely different—a legitimate daughter.
And yet, despite them all being daughters of concubines, their favorite pastime was to come and mock her.
'Perhaps for them, mocking me, someone who once shone so brightly, satisfies some selfish desire of theirs?'
A trace of contempt flashed in Ning Hongye's eyes.
Across from her, the sisters who had barged in were still chattering endlessly.
They didn't, however, mock Ning Hongye overtly, nor did they have servants bully her on their behalf.
It wasn't that they didn't want to.
Rather, it was due to the rules of a great clan.
This was especially true for a clan like the Ning Clan, which had a tradition of forming marriage alliances.
The education of the clan's women was extremely strict.
First, "a daughter married off is like water thrown out."
