Jina might seem carefree and cheerful on the surface, but she isn't foolish. She can distinguish who is friendly to her and who isn't.
At her husband's family, the Hou Family, hardly anyone looked up to her, except her husband.
Everyone there carried an air of superiority, believing her to be a barbarian from the north. She had grown accustomed to this attitude.
"Barbarian" it is, then. Anyway, she didn't rely on these people for a living. With a rich dowry and being a princess from the Grassland, the head of the Hou Family couldn't really control her.
Now, these noblewomen who usually looked down on her were suddenly clustering around her, calling her "Jina" affectionately.
Tsk, tsk. She had thought their "innate superiority" was solid as a rock, yet here they were, bowing their heads to this "barbarian" for a mere bottle of Floral Dew.
Laughable indeed.
Such hypocrisy.
But she wasn't the one in charge here; she had to ask Qiao Xiaomai's opinion.
