"Stop." The man stopped Jing Shu, and asked her, "…Who are you? Are you the eighteenth princess of the Eastern Chu Kingdom, Princess Anle?"
Jing Shu was busy tidying her clothes and didn't quite catch what the man said, "What did you say? Am I the eighteenth of Eastern Chu?"
The man, irritated, said, "I said, are you the eighteenth princess of Eastern Chu?"
"Do I look like it?" Jing Shu teased, "I'd love to be the eighteenth princess, but the eighteenth princess might not want me to be!"
Previously, she saw Jun Ning being doted on by the emperor-grandfather, causing no one to dare provoke her, always having the best of everything, and she also wanted to be the eighteenth princess once.
But now, she no longer wanted that.
She only wished to be her father's daughter, and then, slowly become a princess. It didn't matter if she couldn't; she could be her father's daughter for life.
"Since you're not, forget it." A few men were about to leave.
