There was even more resentment towards Situtu Xueer, feeling she was too selfish, monopolizing the Prince entirely. In their hearts, there were those wicked thoughts of why the explosion hadn't killed the Princess Consort. If she were dead, the Prince would surely treat them as he did before.
Despite this, the Princess Consort of the War Prince was sitting there in the hall, her beautiful eyes glaring at them like a fierce predator.
This made everyone feel uneasy inside. The Princess Consort had summoned them, but did not say a word, simply sizing them up continuously. What on earth did she want?
"Princess Consort, why have you called us sisters here? Just get to the point, everyone is busy!" said one of the women, dressed in a seductive manner, as she sashayed forward like a lotus, with a swaying, enchanting air.
While speaking, she extended her slender jade-like hand, casually inspecting her bright red nails, appearing distracted.
