Shen Lang's Dramatic Upheaval! The Impostor!

Princess Ning Han sat before the Mirror while Zhu Ning dressed her hair behind her.

"Ning Han, I'm several years younger than you, yet now I look as old as a mother. And you still look as young as you did decades ago. You've even completely changed skins—it truly makes one jealous."

Princess Ning Han did not answer, nor did she comfort her.

Perhaps Zhu Ning had once been outwardly strong but inwardly fragile, needing others' comfort. But now, she no longer needed it at all.

"Zhu Ning, half your life should have passed by now. Is there anything you regret?" Ning Han asked.

"Regret?" Zhu Ning hesitated for a moment.

The stronger someone appeared on the surface, the less they spoke of regret. But how could a life be without regrets? Regret and remorse were also important parts of life.

"A little, perhaps." Zhu Ning said, "Once, a wonderful match was placed before me, but I missed it because of my arrogance and prejudice. Looking back now, Jin MuCong should have been the best man I could ever have met. He was kind enough, interesting enough—there are simply too few men in the world who meet both conditions."

Princess Ning Han said, "You thought he was not handsome enough back then."

"Yes..." Zhu Ning said. "What young person could truly get past the hurdle of appearances? Besides, Jin MuCong became handsome later. I really had eyes but failed to see Mount Tai. It seems every fat man is a promising stock."

Then Zhu Ning laughed. "That reminds me of that saying: yesterday, I ignored him; today, I cannot afford to reach for him."

Zhu Ning could now speak such self-mockery so lightly. It showed that her heart had truly become strong.

"Did you like Jin MuCong back then?" Princess