Ouyang Ling stepped past Chunhua, her gaze scanning Su Yan up and down.
A bright and charming smile appeared on her face.
"You have served His Highness for so ti now. When the day cos for His Highness to marry in a grand and proper ceremony, I shall certainly ntion your contributions to His Highness."
Su Yan blinked as she listened.
"A grand and proper ceremony?"
Ouyang Ling laughed, her handkerchief concealing her lips, revealing no teeth in her winso smile.
"I am the Princess of Zhu Ri Country. My presence here is for the purpose of forming a marriage alliance between Zhu Ri Country and Xuanyuan Country. What did you think, that I ca here rely to frolic?"
Su Yan fell silent for a mont.
"You wish to marry the Third Prince?"
Ouyang Ling’s smile deepened, and she stepped closer.
"You’ve finally understood. You, a re maid, lowly in status, being a concubine is already a stroke of fortune from your previous life!"
Ouyang Ling had been harboring resentnt toward Su Yan for defeating her that day, still holding a grudge to this mont.
She wished she could grind Su Yan to dust right now!
But there was no need to rush.
When the day ca for her to wear the phoenix crown and preside over the nation, what difference would a lowly maid make to her then?
Ouyang Ling enunciated each word slowly as she spoke.
"In the end, His Highness is destined to be my husband."
Su Yan frowned, her gaze dropping for an instant.
A strange feeling welled up inside her.
It was sowhat stifling.
This Princess seed increasingly unpleasant to her.
Yet she found herself without words of rebuttal.
He had never told her what she ant to him.
The more she thought, the more her head began to ache.
She reached up to rub it.
Ouyang Ling’s maid approached, her deanor even more arrogant than that of their princess.
"You, a re concubine, have yet to pay respects upon seeing the Princess?"
Saying this, she stepped forward, intent on forcibly making Su Yan offer her salutations.
Chunhua frowned, intervening.
"Princess..."
Before she could finish, Chunhua was restrained by two other maids behind Ouyang Ling.
The personal maid advanced on Su Yan, closing in step by step.
She reached out, intending to force Su Yan to kneel.
But as soon as she extended her hand, Su Yan stepped back, clutched the hand, and with a twist of two fingers,
a crisp snap was heard, and the maid’s wrist was broken.
A scream of agony ca from the personal maid.
Xiao Hua took a deep breath.
She carefully observed her own host.
Was it about to rain? Why did their host seem exceptionally fierce now?
Ouyang Ling’s face turned cold.
"Audacious wretch!"
It seed as if Ouyang Ling was deliberately picking a quarrel, waiting for Su Yan to fight back.
Su Yan lifted her eyes, and their gazes locked, neither speaking for a long mont.
The commotion here, being so near the Imperial Study Room, naturally caught the attention of the Imperial Guard, who quickly converged and surrounded them.
Ouyang Ling pointed at Su Yan,
"This lowly wretch, how dare she be insubordinate and cause injury? Her martial skills are substantial; who knows where this spy has erged from, seize her!"
The Third Prince was soon to be enthroned, and these Imperial Guards, having experienced the Third Prince’s temper, were all exceedingly diligent in their duties.
Hearing the word ’spy,’ they dared not take the situation lightly.
The leader pondered for a mont, looking at the maid on the ground with an obviously broken wrist.
"Seize her first, and we will await His Highness’s decision."
Su Yan pursed her lips.
She had no such intention.
Watching the guards approaching, Su Yan, still irked by Ouyang Ling’s words ’he is my husband’,
found these Imperial Guards to be particularly irkso now.
Then, without further ado, as a couple of Imperial Guards moved forward to restrain her,
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