Jiang Yuan looked utterly foolish.
She had already begun fantasizing about the historical deeds of famous princesses such as Princess Gaoyang and Princess Le'an, thinking she could learn from her predecessors how to live well as a princess.
Thump!
"Those things never existed. Don't overthink it."
As casually as if plucking a string, Jiang Ding flicked her on the head.
"Ah?"
"They never existed?"
Jiang Yuan froze, then burst into tears and turned to Fusang. "Sister-in-law, look at him! As the Princess Royal of an immortal dynasty, tell me, are my demands excessive?"
"Are they excessive?"
She sniffled miserably.
"They are."
"Yuanyuan."
Fusang said it with some reluctance.
She understood the feeling all too well.
The immortal dynasty of this era had no imperial family, no imperial clansmen, and naturally no Princess Royal. This little girl's dream of lying flat, eating and waiting for death, surrounded by servants and living in supreme luxury simply did not exist.
"Ah?"
Jiang Yuan blanked out.
Then she instantly put away all her crying and sniffles, letting out a long sigh.
She wore the desolate expression of someone who had seen through the dust and mortal world.
"So, Brother, I still have to work?"
"Will I become a 996 workhorse in the future?"
Jiang Yuan asked weakly.
"Very clever."
"Worthy of being my little sister."
Jiang Ding smiled and consoled her. "It won't come to 996. Everything will follow the Immortal Sect Labor Law. In my experience, if a person has no job and no labor to do, after a brief spell of indulgent happiness, they will fall into emptiness and despair, living a joyless life."
"The ancients said that labor is social meaning. There is sense in that."
"So, you need something of your own to do. I can afford to support you