"Ah... I'm tired..."
Sprawled across the sofa in the riverside villa, Alisa let out a rare, coarse sound that didn't suit her status or her usual demeanor.
It was obvious she really was tired.
Just over half an hour ago, she'd finished speaking with the Old Emperor, the nobles, the ministers, and others at the Palace.
And as soon as it was over, she'd come straight here.
At the moment, she was still wearing a white robe.
But now she also had a green woolen shawl around her neck that hung all the way down to her knees.
Needless to say,
this was surely a result of rejoining her ancestral family.
"By rights, you should be used to this kind of interaction by now. Why are you so exhausted?"
Lan Qingyou set a cup of coffee on the table in front of the sofa.
Then she went to the window and looked at the people outside the villa, all wearing robes and green woolen shawls.
"As you can see, it's those people."
Alisa buried her face in the soft sofa.
It was the same sofa she'd seen in Lan Qingyou's tent before.
So there was no need to worry about whether it was dirty.
"Fine. Sounds like you're still having a tough time."
Lan Qingyou shrugged.
She didn't know where Alisa had gone with those people last night.
But since she'd entered the Aurelius Family by telling the "truth,"
there must have been all kinds of tests and other complications.
"Anyway, I don't really understand how rich families work."
Lan Qingyou was wealthy and powerful, but that didn't mean her family had always been that way.
If she had to compare herself to someone,
Lan Qingyou was like a nouveau riche.
And a particularly ruthless one.
She was the sort