Even the most unpretentious servant had to sigh, this world is so unpredictable, no one could have imagined that His Highness the Second Prince would break his engagement with the Third Lady after rejecting it, and decide to marry the Third Lady again.
Miss.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is naturally Leng Meiying's supreme honor. After all, in the hearts of most people, royal power is supreme. Becoming a member of the royal family is the supreme one in the world. Everyone has to give three cents of face.
Almost everyone in the empire can move sideways.
But in the eyes of people who are truly sensible, Bai Feng's actions are truly life-threatening.
In the boudoir with carved baskets and jade, Leng Meiying was dressed in a white robe and sat quietly on a chair. There were exquisite snacks in front of her, but she had never taken a bite.
Nuomi sighed and took away the plate of cold food. Not long after, another girl brought new food, which was equally exquisite and delicious, but it could not arouse Leng Meiying's appetite at all.
She just sat there quietly, not getting angry or speaking, fighting against everything in front of her with a frighteningly soft posture.
The door was unlocked, and the second aunt walked in with a smile that was half-smiling and a half-jealousy. Seeing Leng Meiying's lukewarm expression, she sneered again.
The half-aged mature woman twisted her big buttocks left and right, which made several guards look dumbfounded.
Stepping on small steps, the second aunt worked hard to get herself in front of Leng Meiying. Unable to turn away the coldness between her brows, she said in an exaggerated voice: "Hey, come and take a look.
Who is this? Isn’t this the most beautiful and proud little peacock in our Zhenguo Marquis Mansion? Tsk, why is this expression on your face? Not happy? You want to marry His Highness the Second Prince like your sister. Why?
Aren’t you happy yet?”
Nuomi stood in front of her coldly. Although she was not tall, in front of her, the second aunt couldn't even think of making an inch forward.
The second aunt who didn't know Nuomi was so powerful could take this little girl seriously. She instantly put away her fake sneer when facing Leng Meiying and looked at Nuomi with a superior look.
"Where did you come from, a slave? How dare you stand in front of me? Do you, a slave who has not yet been weaned, know who I am?"
Nuomi smiled silently and shook her head lightly.
The second aunt immediately lengthened her voice by an octave and burst out into a high-pitched laughter.
"Hahaha, I am the mistress of the Zhenguo Hou Mansion. You bitch slave, why don't you kneel down!"
"Ordinary!" A figure suddenly knelt down and slammed his knees on the floor, making a dull sound.
The person who knelt down was naturally not Nuomi, but Er Yi Niang.
At this time, the second aunt was kneeling in horror in front of Nuomi and Leng Meiying. Her knees were hit so hard that her bones were almost broken, which made her unable to stand up at all.
She didn't even know how she knelt down. She only knew that her knees hurt and she was already kneeling in front of this little girl. Her original height, which was superior to others, was now a few points lower than her...
Nuomi still smiled silently, her smile was very sweet: "I don't like to look up to others, auntie, please pay attention next time."
The second aunt opened her mouth, but no words came out. Her mouth seemed to be blocked by something, and it was even difficult to breathe.
