"Your Highness, King Cheng, this matter is indeed Wang Ya's fault. She…"
"I didn't do anything wrong!"
Wang Ya, who was staring at Jiang Sijin, interrupted her aunt before she could finish.
With her eyes full of hatred for Jiang Sijin, Wang Ya said coldly, "The one who is wrong is not me; it's Jiang Sijin."
"You were the one who wanted to kill me. Why am I at fault?"
Upon hearing these words, Jiang Sijin looked at Wang Ya, her eyes filled with confusion.
But Wang Ya's eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.
Looking at Jiang Sijin, she said coldly, "I have been in the army for years, and you've just arrived a few months ago. Yet, you took away everything that was originally mine. Why? Just because you are the third young lady of the general's mansion, and because your mother is the leader of the Flying Feather Army?"
"Jiang Sijin, how am I worse than you? What right do you have to take everything from me?"