Xiang Ying and the three little ones furrowed their brows in unison.
The children began to murmur.
"Who is her brother?"
"I don't know, could it be another romantic debt caused by our mother?"
"That's impossible, she has changed."
Xiang Ying voiced an honest question: "Who is your brother?"
Zhao Yushi was nearly driven mad.
"Elder Princess, please stop pretending. Back in the Capital, you used to please me every time, asking about my brother's whereabouts."
"My brother is Zhao Bingyang, the distinguished eldest son of the Zhao Family in the Capital, known as the Modest Young Master. You couldn't possibly have forgotten?"
Xiang Ying furrowed her brows: "Was I really that brainless before?"
She was truly fed up with the debauchery debts of her predecessor.
There's nothing wrong with liking handsome men, but liking universally beloved men brings bad luck!
Look, now the retribution has come, and sadly, it has fallen on her.
