At the palace gate, the horse carriage of Dugu Wu encountered that of Dongfang Li.
Dugu Xiaojin and Feng Xiaoli, hand in hand as siblings, with Feng Bailing pushing Dugu Wu, this scene was particularly glaring in Dongfang Li's eyes.
Especially when he saw Feng Bailing's face, flawless like a piece of jade, he choked on his breath.
"Sister Ling."
Feng Ruoyan, adorned to attract attention, was originally just a concubine, hardly qualified to enter the palace.
But thanks to Feng Xiangxue, she had leaped through the dragon's gate. From a concubine, she had become a side concubine, draped in gold and silver, exuding high nobility.
"My Her Majesty is not your sister."
Before Feng Bailing could speak, Feng Xiaoli pouted and said.
"I have no more ties with the Feng Mansion, you might as well save that 'sister' for the future Seventh Princess Consort."
Feng Bailing spoke in a cold voice.
