Jiang Shaohua felt heavy-hearted, unsure of what she was feeling. After a moment's silence, she asked, "What is her name? Does she have any family?"
Lin Huiniang wiped her tears with her sleeve, choking out, "Her name is Shanxing. Her father and brother were killed by bandits, and her mother couldn't withstand the torment, so she hanged herself last year. She's the only one left. There was a deranged man among the bandits who targeted her every time... She wasn't even ten at the time. After suffering for two or three years, she eventually turned out like this."
Shanxing still laughed foolishly.
Jiang Shaohua exhaled deeply, turning her head to instruct, "Yin Zhu, take her down the mountain later and bring her back to the Prince Mansion."
Yin Zhu's eyes were already red, and she nodded vigorously.
