Meanwhile.
A glint of coldness and restraint flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes, yet she maintained her usual gentle appearance, chatting and laughing with those around her. She looked absolutely flawless.
Perhaps if she kept acting like this, she truly would no longer know whether she was Xue Qinghe or Qian Renxue...
Qian Renxue smiled bitterly to herself.
Then, from the corner of her eye, she happened to catch sight of Shen Hanyu.
After a brief moment of daze and amazement, Qian Renxue's heart abruptly sank.
Shen Hanyu had given her a rather strange smile, one that made her shudder from the bottom of her heart, as though some secret of hers had been exposed.
The Snow Empress also glanced at Qian Renxue before no longer paying her any mind.
Only then did Qian Renxue notice the woman beside Shen Hanyu, a woman who was in no way inferior to herself and could even be said to surpass her slightly.
Most men and women had a competitive streak, and Qian Renxue was no exception. The comparison that arose deep within her after seeing the Snow Empress became especially intense the moment she saw Shen Hanyu wrap an arm around the Snow Empress's waist.
Looking at the Snow Empress's incomparably noble and icy face, then at Shen Hanyu's gentle smile beside her, Qian Renxue suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of grievance and dissatisfaction.
Why was this woman, who looked only a few years older than her, able to live so happily, with her beloved by her side, while she could only deal with a group of old fossils in the cold imperial palace, burying the best years of her life here and living in tension day after day for more than a decade? In the end, she did not even know exactly