It was just some superficial knowledge. As Cuihua thought about this, her breathing became rapid. If she reached the royal capital and married a noble, the ensuing wealth and luxury would be endless, enjoying fine delicacies with servants attending by her side, from then on living as noble as gold and jade.
"I believe you two have mistaken me for someone else," Cuihua seemed to have made up her mind, she fiddled with her nails, her gaze turned cold, her tone hardened significantly, "This princess is not the person you are looking for."
Seeing her stubbornness, Cuihua's mother staggered and nearly fell to the ground. She looked at Cuihua in disbelief, as if wanting to utter something, but finally saw the resolute expression of Cuihua's father who closed his eyes. She swallowed her words but propped herself up and knelt down, "——Forgive me, Your Highness, I am worried about my daughter and have disturbed you."
