"Yeah, I am. Aren't I comforting you right now?" Ye Shushu waved her hand.
Yuan Yaying gave her a sidelong glance, then looked at Xia Yinian.
"Nian Nian, I was just kidding. I don't want to be the Crown Princess Consort. I, Yuan Yaying, can stand on my own two feet. As long as I find someone who treats me well, that's enough. He doesn't need to be rich."
"Exactly, exactly, I don't want to be the Crown Princess Consort either." Ye Shushu put on a fawning smile.
"How about I ask Tianyi to pick out one or two for you? I don't really know many who are as old as you."
Yuan Yaying tilted her head and glanced at Ye Shushu, suddenly feeling an urge to hit someone.
"If you want to hit her, just do it. Don't save face for me." Xia Yinian could only shake her head helplessly.
"What? Hit who?" Ye Shushu still didn't seem to realize what the problem was.
"Who do you think?" Yuan Yaying raised her fist, her voice cold.
