During her wait for Dugu Wu, Nalan Yan'er felt as if each day dragged on like a year.
She was jealous of Feng Bailing, who could rightfully walk alongside Ah Wu.
Were it not for Ah Wu's leg being crippled, she wouldn't have had the slightest chance; to this day, Nalan Yan'er still believed that Dugu Wu had feelings for her.
However, that woman wouldn't be able to enjoy her triumph for much longer.
No other woman could walk with Ah Wu, only she was special.
"I have nothing to discuss with the Crown Princess Consort."
The words Crown Princess Consort struck Nalan Yan'er like a bolt from the blue, tears clouding her beautiful eyes.
She bit her petal-like tender lips, corners of her mouth still stained with blood.
"Won't you at least ask how I got this injury? Feng Bailing schemed against me last night and I was hurt. That woman isn't as simple as you think."
