After dropping this remark, Shen Hua witnessed Wei Yingying's face change. The girl felt relieved, and she lay back down with a sense of justification. Cupping her small face with her hands, she mimicked the tone she had used earlier.
"You are quite formidable now."
"Not to mention that Wei Zhuzhu must be extremely cautious around you. Back when you met with misfortune, you were promised by the late Emperor as the Third Prince Consort, Minister Wei knew you were of no use, a discarded piece on the chessboard, ready to sacrifice you and instead push his concubine daughter as the rightful heir, forcing her under Mama's name."
"You borrowed silver from me for him and even sold your jewelry in desperation, clinking with poverty. You were utterly unreserved even before becoming the wife of the Ji Family."
The corners of Wei Yingying's mouth flattened, and she was completely upset. Fuming with rage, she turned around and headed for the exit.
