Yue Xiaomin, dressed in a light green dress, walked in gracefully, then glanced at Luo Zhiwan and frowned slightly.
"This young lady must be Miss Luo!"
Luo Zhiwan roughly guessed that she must be Yue Xiaomin, the older sister Yue Xiaoyue mentioned.
Seeing that she remained silent, Yue Xiaomin sat down directly on the chair next to her.
"Miss Luo has arrived. Why didn't you say hello? I could have had the cooks in the manor prepare the dinner."
"No need, I'll leave as soon as Leng Chuchen returns."
She didn't want to spend any more time with those two women.
Yue Xiaomin, however, raised her pretty eyebrows and tried to persuade him to stay.
"Why are you leaving so soon after arriving? Don't mind Xiaoyue, she's impatient and might say something she doesn't like, so please don't get angry. Since you're here, stay a few more nights."
Yue Xiaomin was now acting like the lady of the house, which made Zhiwan feel even more that she was just an irony here.
She made a silent vow in her heart that if Leng Chuchen could bring Yiming back, she would immediately take Yiming and leave this place.
Seeing that Luo Zhiwan didn't want to pay attention to them, Yue Xiaomin pursed her lips, chuckled, and continued to be sarcastic:
“If Miss Luo truly loves the Crown Prince, my sisters and I wouldn’t mind sharing him with you. I’ll speak to the Empress later and ask her to agree to you becoming the Crown Prince’s concubine. So what if your reputation is bad? Women can survive by selling their identities; it’s not something shameful.”
Yue Xiaoyue suppressed a silly laugh.
"Given her background, even being a concubine would be enough to draw criticism; she'd be more suited to be a bed warmer...hehehe..."
At this point, Yue Xiaoyue burst into unrestrained laughter, while Yue Xiaomin raised the handkerchief in her hand and smiled faintly.
"Get out..."
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