Wanyanlu wasn't a fool either. Hearing the sarcasm in Zhao Ling's words, his face turned ashen. In his opinion, there was no room for a woman to put her beak casually in a situation like this, but Meng Yuan seemed to have no reaction to it. With a smile, what a beautiful scene of the moon.
Perhaps only Yun Yi and other people familiar with Meng Yuan's temper knew that the more such a prince, the more dangerous he was.
Yun Yi silently lit a candle for Wanyan Lu in his heart. *Prince Beidi, you can provoke anyone, but you shouldn't provoke the princess. Do you think that exposing the marriage of the princes, princes and concubines to their sons will make them look dull? When did the prince of his family care about such things as reputation, and the strong psychological quality of the princess was obviously different from ordinary people, how could you be able to defeat it with a sneer or two from Wanyan Lu?*
