Gu Fei's heart grew cold. "I haven't heard any rumors."
Princess Qi slammed her teacup on the table. "The way I see it, it's not that you're unaware. Perhaps the rumors started with you! You've had this scheme in mind from the very beginning!"
Gu Fei pressed her lips together, saying nothing. She knew that anything she said right now would be wrong.
The more she tried to defend herself, the angrier the Princess Consort would become.
Princess Qi sneered. "You two girls think you can use your pretty faces to latch onto my Yu'er, don't you?"
Gu Fei lowered her head. "That is not my intention."
"Lan Zhi is already betrothed to my second older brother and will be married soon."
"And I have no intention of clinging to the Young Master Heir."
Upon hearing this, Princess Qi glanced at Lan Zhi. The girl was dressed in rags and already betrothed; she was likely not a threat.
