Princess Pingning glanced at her own niece, fully understanding her thoughts.
Unfortunately, she was a distant niece with a rather low birth status, and no matter what, she could never become a principal wife, and could only aspire to the position of a concubine at best.
However, looking at Su Luo's current status, even the hope of becoming a concubine seemed far-fetched. She eagerly wished for Su Luo to make a mistake. If Jiang Shu divorced Su Luo or if Su Luo unexpectedly died, and Jiang Shu remarried, the requirements for the bride's status would be lower.
Even if he did not marry her, she could hope to become a concubine.
However, An Ling's words happened to touch the heartstrings of Princess Pingning, so she temporarily ignored her little scheme, her face darkened, and she decided to leave and meet Su Luo herself: "What arrogance, if she's not going to come to me, I'll just go to her!"
Just as she reached the door, she saw a plump figure rolling towards her.
