When Su Yuan uttered these words, his sinister eyes were fixed on Chu Baihan.
Chu Baihan, upon hearing this, didn't even flicker her gaze and walked straight past him.
Once her figure was out of sight, Su Yuan's servant asked with a bizarre tone, "Princely Heir, is that Princess Consort really Chu Baihan? She doesn't look like it."
"In this world, there's something called 'masquerade.' This Princely Heir never believed Chu Baihan died six years ago. This Princely Heir hasn't taken revenge yet, what right does that wench have to die?"
While Su Yuan spoke, he slapped the chair he was sitting on fiercely, emitting an eerie aura that made people shudder.
"But Princely Heir, she is now the Princess Consort, it won't be easy to deal with her. Moreover, we haven't confirmed her identity yet..." the servant said anxiously.
