Ye Muyu suppressed the chill in her heart, but remained unflinching in her response, "That's still better than Tang Beauty. After all, Duke Zheng is getting on in years. If Tang Beauty fails to bear a child, I fear she'll have a hard time in the future."
Madam Tang's face instantly darkened. Maddam Liu may not appreciate what's good for her, but she was not unprepared.
"Still so sharp-tongued," Madam Tang couldn't stand her composed demeanor, looking at her with malice. "You must not know that Chu Heng took an arrow to the chest and was pursued relentlessly. What do you think his chances are of surviving?"
Ye Muyu felt a wrenching pain in her heart, telling herself repeatedly that Madam Tang was deliberately trying to see her break down, yet she couldn't behave as Madam Tang wished.
"I don't believe your words," Ye Muyu said with a cold face.
Madam Tang was indeed disappointed, not having seen her weep bitterly, "You don't believe?"
"Then what will make you believe?"
