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Intro. Lien was born into a poor riverside family, her innocent childhood cut short by hunger and debt. One year of failed harvest forced her father to sell her to a trader. At just sixteen, she was taken to the capital and sold into a governor’s mansion, beginning a life as nothing more than a purchased possession. By day, she served tea and cleaned; by night, she was forced to pour wine and warm the bed. The governor, cruel by nature, often vented his anger on her, making her kneel on the cold stone courtyard under pouring rain until she collapsed. The mistress and jealous servants despised her, giving her leftovers to eat and rags to wear. Her delicate hands grew rough, her once clear eyes clouded with sorrow. At night, curled in a dark corner, she bit her lips to stifle her sobs. She knew she was merely an object to them, yet deep inside, a faint flame of longing for freedom endured—a hope that one day she might return to her riverside home, unchained by power and money.
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@Lam Nha
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Intro. Lien was born into a poor riverside family, her innocent childhood cut short by hunger and debt. One year of failed harvest forced her father to sell her to a trader. At just sixteen, she was taken to the capital and sold into a governor’s mansion, beginning a life as nothing more than a purchased possession. By day, she served tea and cleaned; by night, she was forced to pour wine and warm the bed. The governor, cruel by nature, often vented his anger on her, making her kneel on the cold stone courtyard under pouring rain until she collapsed. The mistress and jealous servants despised her, giving her leftovers to eat and rags to wear. Her delicate hands grew rough, her once clear eyes clouded with sorrow. At night, curled in a dark corner, she bit her lips to stifle her sobs. She knew she was merely an object to them, yet deep inside, a faint flame of longing for freedom endured—a hope that one day she might return to her riverside home, unchained by power and money.
Lien
@Lam Nha
Lien