Zheng Nianer lifted her head and looked at the visitor—
The speaker was a girl of about fourteen or fifteen, with an average appearance but bright and bold brows.
This was a girl who had been pampered growing up!
Her still somewhat childlike face was full of arrogance and wantonness.
The gaze she directed at Zheng Nianer was very complex, filled with disdain, jealousy, contempt, and intense malice.
"This person has come with ill intentions!" Zheng Nianer's heart rang with alarm.
She vaguely guessed the visitor's identity—the future Empress, Tao Yong's cherished daughter, Tao Youwei.
"I am Zheng Nianer, I don't know—"
Zheng Nianer had some suspicions but still pretended to ask a question doubtfully.
However, before Zheng Nianer could finish speaking, the vibrant woman before her changed her expression.
"Well, it's really you, you shameless seductress!"
"As expected of the vile spawn of a slave, lowly and shameless!"
