As time went by, she learned quite a few rules, and her temperament became more composed.
Feng Yueya listened to the servant's report and nodded in satisfaction.
She admitted that she was indeed troubling Youlan.
But it was for her own good; a woman like her, with neither cultivation nor any background, if she wanted to marry into a prestigious family.
Not knowing the rules would not do.
Now the time was almost right; it should be time for the next step of the plan.
That day, while Youlan was napping in her room, she vaguely heard two maids outside the door whispering about something.
It seemed to mention the Prince.
She woke up with a start and quietly tiptoed to the door to eavesdrop.
"I heard that a few days ago, the Emperor bestowed several beauties upon the Prince, but he refused them all."
"That's for sure, the Prince has his heart set only on the Princess Consort, and he turns a blind eye to anyone else."
