Xiang Ying walked out.
Seeing Xiang Qianqian coming over with four slaves.
She ordered arrogantly: "You help me move my things. Sixth Prince said that everything that's mine, I can take away."
The Acid Scholar and his soldiers stepped forward to stop her.
"You're a prisoner, what belongings do you have here?"
Xiang Ying walked over from the side and sneered: "Perhaps you've come back to look for your own shackles?"
Xiang Qianqian's face suddenly paled.
She looked at Xiang Ying, a cold smile creeping across her lips.
"How insolent! I am now the Sixth Prince's concubine; how dare you disrespect me?"
Xiang Ying raised her dark eyebrows, a mocking sheen swirling in her phoenix eyes.
"You're the Sixth Prince's concubine, and I am Xizhou's Princess, so what if I disrespect you?"
With that said, Xiang Ying stepped forward, pushed her, and Xiang Qianqian fell straight to the ground.
She cried out in pain, abruptly raising her eyes to look at Xiang Ying.
