Song Tangxue suffered a loss, only being taken into the Song family at the age of nine, while Song Tangli was already making a name for herself in the capital's social circles.

In addition, when she first arrived in the capital, she was timid and did not interact much with these people. As a result, not a single person in the entire circle of noble ladies in the capital spoke up for her.

On the contrary, many people felt indignant on Song Tangli's behalf.

“I disagree with what you’re saying, sister.” Song Tangxue still smiled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “His Highness the Crown Prince is the future Emperor.”

"As the ruler of a nation, you should protect all people. I've noticed these past few days that my sister looks much more haggard..."

He stopped abruptly with his words, and everyone's expression changed.

This is clearly putting Lu Jiaojiao on a hot plate. The Crown Prince protects all people, but he doesn't protect Lu Jiaojiao at all. What kind of nonsense is this?

"You!" Lu Jiaojiao was furious. Her face flushed red as she glared at Song Tangxue's composed face, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Just then, a shrill voice suddenly rang out.

"His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

As the farce came to an end, everyone turned around and saw a bright yellow color appear before them.

Li Zhaoxian, dressed in a prince's robe with five-clawed dragons, slowly entered from outside, holding a woman's soft hand in his hand.

The woman wore a shy smile and a delicate, pale yellow dress, which made her seem very well-matched with the prince.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was the real crown princess.

"I'm sorry, sister, I'm late. I twisted my ankle outside, but my brother, the Crown Prince, insisted on pulling me in. Please don't blame me."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Song Tangli approached Song Tangxue, pursed her lips, and showed a hint of girlish shyness. She deliberately acted intimately with Li Zhaoxian in front of Song Tangxue.

Those present were all shrewd and could tell at a glance what he was really thinking.

I had heard that the two Song sisters were at odds, and seeing it today, I can confirm it is true.

Everyone understood the situation and was waiting to see the two of them make a fool of themselves.

Li Zhaoxian's gaze didn't fall on Song Tangxue at all; when he saw Song Tangli beside him, a tenderness flashed in his eyes: "Why bother explaining so much to her? You and I will soon be family. This is just a small favor."

Their intimate behavior made Song Tangli playfully complain, as if the two of them were the real couple.

Song Tangxue sneered inwardly at this gesture.

“It is excellent that the Crown Prince has the people in his heart.” Upon hearing this, Song Tangli’s face turned pale.

Song Tangxue didn't even glance at the two of them, but smiled and said to Haitang, "Sister has sprained her ankle and can't walk easily. Hurry up and have someone fetch a rattan chair."

"The palace banquet is about to begin. What if my sister's injuries flare up? Wouldn't that spoil her mood?"

Haitang agreed and hurriedly went to prepare.

This attitude left everyone puzzled. Judging from Song Tangxue's appearance, she clearly didn't take the matter to heart.

Rumors spread throughout the capital that Crown Prince Xie Qianzhong's favorite person was Song Tangli, not Song Tangxue.

The two have been at odds since childhood.

Is Song Tangxue really that magnanimous?

Song Tangli was seething with hatred; Song Tangxue's actions clearly showed that she didn't take her seriously.

But Haitang had already brought over the rattan chair: "Second Miss, please!"

The emphasis on the word "two" is clearly a reminder of his identity.

Song Tangli almost gritted her teeth to pieces, but with outsiders present, she had no choice but to force a smile and say "okay".

The palace banquet began soon, and before that, Song Tangxue had not spoken another word to the Crown Prince.

Everyone had their own thoughts. Song Tangxue and Li Zhaoxian sat in the main seat, seemingly together but actually at odds, which sparked a lot of discussion among the crowd.

This also made Song Tangli a laughing stock for a time.

The remaining noble ladies all spread rumors that Song Tangxue lacked backbone.

Song Tangxue is the first person to be bullied by a fake heiress.

The voice was soft, but with so many people around, it reached Song Tangxue's ears. Song Tangxue, however, continued drinking, her face showing no sign of distress.

Lee So-hyeon, standing to the side, couldn't help but stare at her for a while, trying to find even the slightest hint of dissatisfaction on her face.

But he soon realized he was overthinking it.

The woman in front of him remained calm, seemingly unbothered by the earlier chatter.

For some reason, Lee So-hyun felt somewhat uneasy.

“You seem to have changed a lot.” In the end, Li Zhaoxian scrutinized her, trying to find even a trace of unhappiness on Song Tangxue’s face, but to his disappointment, the woman’s expression remained unchanged.

In fact, his words seemed rather impatient, a stark contrast to how he had previously been so devoted to him.

Song Tangxue looked up, expressionless: "What kind of person does Your Highness the Crown Prince hope I will be?"

"It is His Highness the Crown Prince who has an affair with my second sister, not me. If we continue as before, wouldn't that be a loss of face for the Crown Prince?"

With a half-smile, Li Zhaoxian felt a tightness in his chest.

But the palace banquet had already begun, so he had no choice but to suppress his displeasure and leave in a huff.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation at the banquet, Song Tangxue seemed distracted, her gaze frequently drifting to the other end of the corridor.

Aside from disrupting the trajectory of her past life, Song Tangxue had another plan in mind. However, another important figure in this plan had not yet arrived, so it could not be implemented.

Feeling extremely frustrated, Song Tangxue stood up, ignoring everyone else. She wanted to go out for some fresh air.

Song Tangli, who had been observing Song Tangxue from below the stage, seized the opportunity and immediately stood up from her rattan chair.

Clearly, her foot was fine. It was all just an excuse.

Passing through the long corridor, Song Tangxue arrived at a flower wall. In front of her was an artificial hill and a green lake. From her angle, she could see the scene of outsiders entering the banquet.

The smell of alcohol dissipated in the cool breeze, and the heat on my face subsided considerably, but then, an untimely voice came from behind me.

"Sister!" Song Tangxue turned around and saw Song Tangli standing behind her. Her face was flushed from drinking, and she did not look sick at all.

"Such a lively banquet, yet you sit alone, sister. Is something troubling you?"

With only the two of them present, Song Tangli no longer needed to pretend and revealed her true colors, her voice sharp and sarcastic.

Ignoring her words, Song Tangxue glanced at her sideways for a while, her expression a half-smile:

Your foot healed really quickly.