But in the end, no one came to see it.

Shen Youying sat in front of the bronze mirror and inserted a hairpin into her hair.

The long tassels of the hair ornament hung down beside her face, swaying gently before finally settling into stillness.

Just like the heart of a young oriole.

She looked at herself in the mirror for a moment, then took off the hairpin and put it back in the brocade box. She then called Bai Luo over and instructed her, "Send this brocade box, along with the box of letters I've sorted out, back to the Lu residence."

Bai Luo was full of resentment towards Lu Minghe for breaking his promise, and upon hearing this, she immediately took the box and went out.

As she reached the door, she bumped into Shen Muyu and her group. Shen Muyu glanced at the box in her hand and asked curiously, "Second sister's wedding is in a hurry. Why aren't you staying to help? Why are you running out?"

Bai Luo gave a perfunctory bow and walked out, saying, "Of course, you need me to do what you ask, Miss."

Shen Muyu rolled her eyes, gave a wink to the maid beside her, and continued walking into the room: "I haven't congratulated my second sister yet. With this marriage, she will be the Princess Consort of Qin from now on."

Everyone in Tokyo knew of the Qin King's fearsome reputation; for Shen Youying to marry him as his consort was hardly a good match. Shen Muyu's congratulatory greeting upon entering was clearly a gloating, schadenfreude!

But Shen Youying did not cry and complain as she had expected. Instead, she smiled and said softly, "Yes, the Princess Consort of Qin is a first-rank noblewoman. Even my mother will have to bow to me in the future."

Shen Muyu choked, unable to continue pretending any longer. She lowered her voice and said resentfully, "The Princess Consort of Qin is noble, but you have to be born to be one."

"I don't know if I'll live or die, but I do know that once I get married, my elder sister's marriage will be in trouble." Shen Youying said calmly, but every word she said was aimed at her sore spot: "My elder sister is a year older than me, but she is still not engaged. The other day when I went to Miss Zhou's flower banquet, some other ladies secretly asked me if my elder sister had some kind of hidden illness that was delaying her engagement."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Her delay in getting engaged was clearly because her mother wanted to find her a good match!

Shen Muyu's face flushed with anger. She was spoiled by Madam Fang and had a quick temper and little shrewdness. Although she liked to act like a noble lady from a high-ranking family, she actually liked to smash things when she was unhappy.

In a fit of rage, she was about to shove Shen Youying.

Shen Youying naturally wouldn't let her succeed. She took a step back and looked at her coldly: "Does eldest sister want to spread another reputation for being a fierce bully to her younger sister?"

Shen Muyu paused, her chest heaving violently, glaring at Shen Youying with intense resentment, wishing she could pounce on her and bite her to death.