In this palace, Princess White Fox was wearing a white veil dress. With a book in her hand, she was quietly sitting on a bed. As the sunlight filtered through the veil, one could vaguely discern her body's beautiful contours.
In the warrior's world, be it reading or writing, people were accustomed to using jade slips that could contain a lot more content, but Princess White Fox preferred the feeling of having a paper-based book in her hand.
Upon hearing the huffing voice, Princess White Fox raised her head and she looked at her personal maidservant. She was like an angry kitten who had come before her to complain.
Princess White Fox smiled. Putting down her book, she said, "Ling'er, are you referring to my brother's bet with Princess Purple Spirit?"
"Princess, you have already got wind of it?" The maidservant stared at her with widened eyes.
"Yeah, I got wind of it, as well as some of the words used." Princess White Fox said lightly.
