As soon as the doors closed behind Princess Yingyue, Princess Zhenzhen opened the other set of doors that lead to her mother's living room. "What did she say?!"
"You need to calm down," chuckled her mother, sipping on her cup. There were already slight marks of lipstick on the porcelain rim. "You're going to spook the little bird."
"Spook?!" Princess Zhenzhen scoffed. "She's got The Conqueror for a husband. Nothing would be able to spook her!"
Second Empress Hairong laughed, throwing her head back. "Well, she's not The Conqueror. Just because they are married, it does not mean that what does not scare the third prince would not scare her too."
Princess Zhenzhen's arms crossed over her chest. "But when I get married, whatever my husband's strengths will be mine as well."
"Then his weaknesses would be yours too?"
