"That's enough..."
Jiang Ruxian's smile vanished. She cut her off, her face now completely devoid of expression.
Hearing Emperor Xia's praise for Jiang Lan made her deeply uncomfortable. It felt as if something that should have been hers had been forcibly taken away and was now being flaunted right in front of her.
Emperor Xia knew she had said too much and immediately fell silent. Her power was no match for Jiang Ruxian's. If she angered her, she would be the one to suffer.
"I didn't realize you held such favorable feelings for Jiang Lan," Jiang Ruxian said coolly.
"I merely appreciate him. What you call 'favorable feelings' are emotions for shallow women. I am the ruler of a nation, the sovereign, how could I be burdened by such worldly sentiments?" Emperor Xia replied with considerable disdain.
She had always found it unbelievable that a figure like Jiang Ruxian could be shackled by something as trivial as love.
