Ruxin glanced over with a scrutinizing look.
She didn't recognize Song Qingying, so her tone was quite indifferent.
"I am, what do you want with me?"
Song Qingying did not overlook Ruxin's tone.
She stepped forward two steps, standing in the pavilion, and said: "I am Heir Ming Yang's cousin, I heard the Commandery Princess was here, and I came to pay my respects."
Upon hearing that it was the rude Heir's cousin, Ruxin felt even less favorable towards Song Qingying.
Her face became even colder: "There's no need to pay respects, you're not Ming Yang's concubine, no need to belittle yourself."
This remark gave Song Qingying no face at all.
It blocked all the words she had prepared in her throat!
Song Qingying really wanted to turn around and leave.
But thinking her goal hadn't yet been achieved, she had no choice but to patiently endure.
She took a deep breath and smiled gently again.
