"Who do you think you are? You're merely the daughter of a concubine. Do you believe I'm afraid of you? What a joke! I won't engage in an argument with you over the princess."
"You despicable person! Just you wait!"
Qiao Xuan remained unruffled. She pursed her lips. "How dare you mention me when your marriage was stolen by a concubine's daughter? I'm truly disappointed in you!"
"You!"
"Miss." Qiu He held onto Qiao Wei. "We should return."
Qiao Wei swallowed her anger and snorted disdainfully. She didn't let it escalate.
Qiao Xuan intercepted her and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, can't you take a jest? Look, I didn't get upset when you mentioned me, and I was only speaking the truth. Why are you so agitated that your face contorted? Miss Qiao, don't head back with such a scowl, or people might think you bear a grudge against the princess!"
Qiao Wei was seething, trembling with anger. She bit her lip so hard it almost bled.