Upon hearing the gentle and dragging tone of the Young Prince, Zhang Shanshan immediately felt dissatisfied. She stomped her foot, evident displeasure appearing on her bright face, and unceremoniously pinched the Young Prince's waist, making him grimace in pain.
"Xuanyuan Nuo, have you forgotten how you promised me? Why bother with the hassle of separation, just divorce this woman directly."
With arms crossed, Zhang Shanshan critically scrutinized He Yuwu from head to toe, her face full of disdain.
In a light and slow tone, she said, "Such a woman, who except for a pretty face, is weak and boneless, and only knows how to cry in the face of problems—I really don't know what you see in her."
A dignified Princess Consort, in Zhang Shanshan's eyes, became a worthless expense, humiliating He Yuwu on the spot, causing her to be somewhat out of sorts.
