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"Sister-in-law of the Li Household, could you please stop taking digs at me with your words?" Considering that Li Luyang had helped them out in the past, she kept enduring and enduring, but Zhao Xiangmi only grew more and more aggressive instead.

"Taking digs at you? Oh my, how could I ever dare. Sister Fuer, you're the one our Luyang has always felt guilty toward, and he even went so far as to come to my house to persuade my own dear father just so he could take you as a concubine." Harboring bitterness, she gritted her teeth, glared at Li Luyang, and said, "Since my father already said having a wife and concubines is quite common, what more can I say. However—as luck would have it, your dear Sister Fuer herself lacks ambition; it was already scandalous enough that her family offended Prime Minister Li, and now she's turned into this kind of unclean woman kept by someone. If you dare to welcome such a woman into the house, I, Zhao Xiangmi, can still say the word no."

Li Luyang did not speak, his eyes full of conjecture as he looked up and down at her excessively luxurious attire.

"I am not being kept by a sugar daddy!" She proved her innocence word by word, terrified that Li Luyang would say something to her father. If she had to insist she was kept by someone, she did receive a court salary and wages from His Majesty, so being kept by the Son of Heaven shouldn't be anything shameful!

"Then who furnished you with this expensive outfit?" Li Luyang asked in a low voice. "Don't tell me you earned it yourself, Xiaofu. I know you're not the kind of girl who would casually spend silver on clothing and jewelry; even