Seeing her face becoming increasingly unpleasant, Yang Chuxia chuckled lightly, released the grip on her neck, and continued, "What do you have? Your father? How old is he? At his age, he's only in the same position as my husband. What future prospects could he possibly have? As for your brothers? What are they like, do I even need to say more? Tell me, what use is there for Linhao to marry you?"
Pausing, she added, "Oh, your second brother might have a good relationship with Prince Ping, and perhaps he's not so spoiled, but the key point is, you were not born of the same mother."
"Even if what you say is true, so what?" Li Susu gave a sinister smile, "Can you still defy the Noble Princess Concubine's decree? What's the use of saying these things? Can you stop me from marrying into the Luo Family? So what if you're a royal family? So what if your husband is powerful? Can he be more powerful than Her Highness the Noble Princess Consort?"
