"Your Highness, those are matters of the past, besides, Si Youying is already dead."
"Jin Mei, if Si Youying hadn't died back then, she would have married the emperor before me. Perhaps she would now be the noble princess, and I a mere concubine."
"Impossible!" Jin Mei said, "Even if Si Youying hadn't died, and the emperor let her into the palace, she would not surpass you. The emperor would never grant her the title of noble princess, she can never surpass you."
"Is that really so?" Noble Princess Consort Rong had always felt the emperor had a special feeling for Si Youying. She suddenly recalled something, "Back then, the emperor favored Liang Zhaoyi because her eyes resembled Si Youying's."
"But Liang Zhaoyi quickly lost favor." Jin Mei added, "Besides, the emperor is not one to lust after beauty. Even if Qin Xiulian looks like Si Youying, the emperor wouldn't lose his sense over it."
