Qi Yu raised her hand and feigned adjusting the silver hairpin before suddenly grabbing it and throwing it onto the ground in the midst of everyone's eager gazes.
"This Princess does not like it."
The hairpin rolled to Lingya's feet, and Qi Yu glanced at her coldly, with undisguised chill in her eyes.
No matter what Lingya had sent, she disliked it.
Lingya looked at the silver hairpin now dusted with dirt; her expression shifted slightly, not having expected Qi Yu to be so unconventional.
Adi, seeing that the Princess's carefully prepared gift was treated like trash and tossed aside by her, couldn't contain his anger and glared at her.
"This was a special gift the Princess brought from Tulan, the Princess Consort is perhaps going too far!"
Qi Anran, without a trace of obvious emotion, patted her chest and dared not meet Qi Yu's eyes, which were cold enough to freeze someone, and echoed, "Yes, sister, this act has hurt the Princess deeply!"
