A glimmer of hope sparked in her heart once more.
Xie Jinbai raised his eyes and stared directly at the young woman behind Shen Tingyu.
The complicated emotions in his eyes filled Chen Minrou with rage.
She laughed in fury. "Three years is all it took for you to forget your wife who drowned so tragically and set your sights on someone new. Is this what the Prince calls deep love and devotion? It truly makes one..."
"Minmin!"
Zhao Shijie cut his wife off with a stern voice. Cupping his hands in a salute to Xie Jinbai, he said, "My wife was momentarily ill-mannered. I beg Your Highness's pardon."
This was not just ill-mannered, it was an outright accusation.
And she was accusing Prince Yu, whose reputation for ruthlessness was known far and wide.
The guests standing nearby all gasped.
Everyone knew that the late Princess Consort was Prince Yu's sorest spot.
For three whole years, no one had dared to mention her in his presence.
