"Won't you ask who I am?"
If you were right, then you had to be Yun Yao's princess?
Wang Ye had not made a false statement.
But this was also a gamble.
In Santadia, once the Crown Prince's gender was confirmed, all royal family members of the same gender were presumed eligible to inherit the throne.
The woman chosen as Crown Prince would be elevated to Her Highness, while the women before her would be granted the title of Monarch.
Wang Lihong, the original master, had once shared an intimate relationship with Yun Yao.
It was just that, at the time, court rules had been strict. Aside from Bai Mengling, he rarely had private contact with other members of the court.
The reason he recognized her at a glance was because of her voice.
Wang Zhen could not help but recall a scene as well.
At first, on the day Mirai and Mengling got married, Wang had been drunk by Ding Ning that night. On his way back to his bedroom, he encountered a woman.
The woman wore a veil, making her face impossible to see clearly, but what she said remained vivid in Wang's memory.
If she treats you badly that day, remember to come find me.
Just like the voice in his memories, Yun Yao's laughter drifted over from across the room.
"Hehe, I really don't know what my sister is thinking. You're handsome, you know how to talk, and you're smart. Why does she look down on you?"
"Haha." Wang Zhen laughed as well. "Monarch, you must be joking. Over the past two years, my reputation has been quite prominent. I'm sure the Monarch is aware of that, so please don't tease me here."
"You..." Yun Yao suddenly stood, placing one hand on Mirai's shoulder as she