Jiang Mingwei was in a daze. When she heard her name, she couldnât help but return to her senses. Everyone said that Mu Mingtang looked like her. Although Jiang Mingwei didnât like having a copycat around her, she had to say that she was secretly quite proud of this. Now that she heard Xie Xuanchen mention herself, Jiang Mingweiâs heart skipped a beat, and she even unconsciously sat up straight.
Jiang Mingwei looked forward to what Xie Xuanchen had to say next.
Xie Xuanchen looked at Jiang Mingwei again. The moment Jiang Mingwei and Xie Xuanchenâs gaze met, her heartbeat seemed to accelerate. But Xie Xuanchen quickly withdrew his gaze and said, âThose people who said that you two look alike, are they blind? How are they alike?â
Jiang Mingwei froze in place, even Mrs. Jiang didnât expect that Xie Xuanchen would notice such a thing since he hasnât been in the room for a long time. Mrs. Jiang smiled gently and said: âA personâs facial features change as they grow. These two sistersâ spirits were the most identical, their appearances were just secondary.â
âTheir spirits arenât too similar either.â Xie Xuanchen took a long look at Jiang Mingwei, then looked back and said to Mu Mingtang in a serious tone, âYouâre obviously much prettier than her. Who told you that you two look alike?â
Mu Mingtang coughed slightly. She originally wanted to put on a serious face, but she couldnât suppress her smile any longer: âMy lord, Princess Jin and Mrs. Jiang are still here. How awkward is it for them to hear you say such a thing. Whatâs more, everyone has different taste. Princess Jin is Prince Jinâs love of his life. As long as Prince Jin thinks sheâs pretty, thatâs enough.â
Mu Mingtangâs words sounded like she was helping Jiang Mingwei, but after listening to her, Jiang Mingwei was even more angry. What does Mu Mingtang mean? What does she mean by as long as Prince Jin thinks sheâs pretty, thatâs enough? Does it mean that sheâs not pretty in the otherâs eyes?
Jiang Mingwei was fuming with anger. It was bad enough to be said that she wasnât pretty in front of her once crush. Now, even her love rival was sitting on the side, flirting with him as she smiled, adding fuel to the fire, Jiang Mingweiâs mood plummeted. Jiang Mingweiâs expression was ugly, and she was about to mock her, but was quickly stopped by Mrs. Jiang.
âMing Wei.â Mrs. Jiang pressed her hand down with a warning hint in her gaze, âHis Royal Highness An and Princess An are your husbandâs elder brother and his wife. You have to treat them as if they were your elderlies, you shouldnât disrespect them. â
Jiang Mingwei could only hold back. They ridiculed her right in her face. Jiang Mingwei couldnât even refute, she even had to agree with a smile on her face: âYou flatter me, sister-in-law. I know that Iâm not smart or talented, itâs a great honour that the emperor doesnât disapprove of me to become Princess Jin. Iâll live with profound respect and humility, in hopes to be able to serve Prince Jin with virtue and aspirations, so as to not disappoint the emperorâs expectation on me. As for being Prince Jinâs love of his life, I donât deserve such praise.â
Mu Mingtang smiled and said: âPrincess Jin, youâre too modest, Prince Jin has a deep affection for you, Everyone is very moved by it. If Prince Jin doesnât really love you, no other men in the world would dare to say that they love and pamper their wife?â
Xie Xuanchen didnât know why he sensed a hint of jealousy in Mu Mingtangâs words, he was slightly unhappy, and raised his eyebrows as he said, âWhat about me?â
Mu Mingtang was thinking about Jiang Mingwei, she never expected that it wasnât her opponent who put her in a tough spot, but her lousy teammate. She was slightly embarrassed, she turned around and looked at Xie Xuanchen, her pupils kept pointing to the outside: âYouâre different, of course. I was talking about men other than you.â
Mu Mingtang kept signalling to him, Xie Xuanchen then only started to restrain himself, and didnât put her in an awkward position anymore. Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Mingwei, who were sitting below them, watched as they both echoed one another, they felt as if their hearts were forcibly submerged in jealousy.
How sour, Mrs. Jiang couldnât even sit still. The main purpose of her coming to the An manor today was to express her stance, but she also meant to come look at Mu Mingtang. In Mrs. Jiangâs imagination, as Mu Mingtang is married to a husband who was so sick that he was about to die at any time, even if she wasnât drenched in tears, she would at least be frowning and complaining.