Sikong Yuecang's soft voice was somewhat astringent.
"Yue Cang, would it be bad if we just came in like this? They are still standing at the door."
Sikong Yuecang sighed and stretched out a hand to hold Wanwan's shoulder, "Wanwan, please don't talk about them, okay? They mean nothing to me. Don't care about them, okay? See you later.
After leaving my father, I will take him to live somewhere else, where there will only be the two of us."
Wanwan smiled, looked at the women coming in from the door, helped Sikong Yuecang to the side and sat down, and said softly, "Yuecang, I don't really care..."
It's just... I care a little bit.
Especially when she saw that his princess was such a delicate and beautiful person, she couldn't help but care.
"Your Highness, I have prepared breakfast, can you please have it served now?"
Liu Huiru stood in front of Sikong Yuecang. When she saw Wanwan sitting next to Sikong Yuecang, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.
Sikong Yuecang's brows furrowed slightly. Just when Liu Huiru was wondering if she had said something wrong again, Sikong Yuecang said lightly, "She's not your sister... She's not your sister. You
Just tell her to bend over."
Liu Huiru was stunned, her face suddenly turned red and white. She was holding the brocade handkerchief tightly with both hands, biting her lips lightly, and a look of hurt appeared on her face.
Do you think she is unworthy?
Are you not even qualified to call this woman your sister?
In his eyes...she is so worthless...,
"Yes, Your Highness."
Wanwan actually didn't like Liu Huiru who called her younger sister "longer" and "short" to her younger sister. This name made her very annoying. Therefore, when Sikong Yuecang said what she just said, Wanwan was actually quite happy in her heart.
.
She felt that she and Sikong Yuecang really had a close affinity. Just when she was about to ask Liu Huiru to correct her title, Sikong Yuecang spoke before her.
Looking at Liu Huiru now, her face turns red and pale, and Wanwan feels a little pity for her.