Even though she was unwilling, Du Peifang still knelt before Princess An He.
This was a scene she had once imagined.
But in her imagination, she was kneeling as a daughter-in-law to Princess An He.
Rather than a concubine, serving the same old man as Princess An He!
Sitting in her high position, Princess An He took in every bit of Du Peifang's unwilling expression.
Her eyes carried contempt.
Useless waste, with the road laid right before her feet, she still couldn't seize the opportunity, yet she has the nerve to bear a grudge?
In front of everyone, losing face so badly.
If it weren't for the Imperial Concubine in the palace causing trouble, whispering in the Emperor's ear, she'd never even dream of entering Duke Mansion as a concubine!
At most, she could only snag the position of a cheap concubine.
Looking down at Du Peifang.
The more she looked, the more she found her an eyesore.
