"Exactly. My royal sisters are all taught by the best governesses in the palace, yet all they can say is 'little bitch.' Is that what the governesses teach you all day?" Nanxiang stepped forward, hands on her hips.
"Xiang'er, do not be rude in front of your Imperial Uncle," Princess Changyang said, pulling her back.
Nanxiang defiantly shook her hand away. "Mother, they insulted Father! They look down on him, and they look down on all military commanders. They said it would be perfectly natural for Father to die in battle for Beili!"
Upon hearing this, Princess Changyang's expression darkened. The Sixth Princess was so insolent. Her husband, the Prince, had fought countless battles, dedicating his life to Beili, only to be scorned by a mere slip of a girl.
