Taking the Throne as the Undervalued Miner’s Daughter

When my biological parents found me, I had just crawled out of a mine.

At that time, I was covered in coal dust, filthy and disheveled.

I could tell that my biological parents were disgusted when they looked at me.

Especially my biological father, who said, “Get her another car. Don't let her dirty the family car.”

My biological mother, holding back her disgust, showed concern, “Sweetheart, you've suffered all these years. When you get home and clean up, I will pamper you.”

Then, they rushed into the car.