Nan Tingxiang was so done when she heard someone calling her big sister. She was the flower of the Glorious South, merely 18 years old.
Nan Tingxiang turned around to look at who had spoken and saw a stunning young lady hugging the prince's arm. Her red dress and beautiful face made her look like a blooming rose - it was hard to resist falling for a young lady like her.
But Nan Tingxiang couldn't help but feel jealous. Where did this woman come from? She wouldn't have forgotten a beautiful face like this if she had seen her around before, so she was certain that she hadn't seen this person before.
This woman must come from an improper background. Hng, did a wild woman without any status deserve such a charming prince?
Nan Tingxiang looked at Feng Qingge disdainfully and lifted her chin up high, asking, "And who are you? Where did you come from?"
