"Who could it be, if not the Imperial Sister-in-Law?"
The Second Prince naturally recognized the silhouette of Murong Jiu, her head held high in defiance, her neck long, and her figure slender and well-proportioned. Sometimes, from behind, she seemed like a person of unparalleled beauty.
It was a pity she had a face that was nauseatingly ugly.
"Of course, it's not Ninth Sister, but she does bear some resemblance to Ninth Sister,"
Murong Man said with a smirk.
Her mood had not been great, but the appearance of the Second Prince undoubtedly proved his feelings for her.
Moreover, with Prince Ling bringing another woman to the wedding, this was bound to become the biggest talk of the Capital City, shattering the rumors of Prince Ling's deep affection for Princess Consort Ling.
Thinking of how Murong Jiu would react upon hearing this news, Murong Man could not help but smile even more deeply.
