Yan Qing remained silent.
Cheng Chu continued to lament, "Yan, my brother, I really envy you. With your wife, you don't have to do anything for the rest of your life. You just follow her lead and live in luxury, unlike me. I fear I won't be able to live a carefree life anymore. I'll have to go home and earn silver to support my family."
"Hmm?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
Cheng Chu grimaced, "Over the years, my father has nearly emptied our family fortune to send money to the Eastern Palace. How much wealth did my family have before? Giving away a hundred thousand taels was nothing but my pocket money. But now, it's all gone, barely enough to maintain our household. Now that the Crown Prince has been deposed, we didn't gain anything, and indeed we suffered a total loss. Although I haven't seen my father yet, I can imagine he's probably fallen ill."
