The Lady of Marquis Zhenbei suddenly sighed, "Commandery Princess, can't we talk things over calmly?"
"We can talk calmly! But before that, please adjust your condescending attitude. I owe you nothing, and don't treat me as if I were some grass on the roadside that you can trample at will!"
Ji Ruyan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea that had already cooled.
After the tea had cooled, it held a different kind of bitter sweetness.
The Lady of Marquis Zhenbei straightened her expression, reined in her disdain, and spoke soothingly, "Commandery Princess, whatever you wish for, as long as the Marquis Zhenbei Mansion can afford it, we will certainly comply!"
Ji Ruyan smiled, but that smile seemed rather thrilling in the eyes of the Lady of Marquis Zhenbei.
