After saying this, Mu Ruyue yawned, slowly turned around, and walked toward the door.
As he left, Jiang Li's expression grew even more solemn. She sighed slightly, "Feifei, your friend doesn't seem simple..."
Du Feifei didn't speak, her eyes followed Mu Ruyue, feeling somewhat lost in her heart, "I finally understand why the Seventh Prince treats her differently. I truly can't compare to her... This is the first time I've been genuinely impressed by a woman. Even when facing Princess Consort Li, I never felt this way, because I never thought I was inferior to Lady Li, but..."
But she clearly knew that the distance between herself and Mu Ruyue was a world apart.
However, thinking of this made Du Feifei's heart ache...
"Feifei."
Du Yi furrowed his brow.
