Song Yunzhao had never read in any books that concubines brought dowries with them into the palace. She'd watched palace intrigue dramas before and never saw concubines with dowries. 'So, concubines actually bring dowries into the palace?'
'Why don't I have one?'
When she first entered the palace, she had only brought her personal savings and the small private allowance her father had given her.
Her family hadn't prepared a dowry for her at all.
Perhaps Yun Zhao's expression was too tragic. Princess Consort Wan opened her mouth, and after a long moment, she said, "Your relationship with your mother is terrible, so it's not surprising she didn't prepare one for you. Don't be sad. It's not like you're short on money for a dowry now, are you?"
Song Yunzhao looked at Princess Consort Wan despairingly. 'How can that be the same?'
'A person with a dowry carries themselves with a different kind of confidence.'
'I can't believe I'm someone without a dowry!'
