"Sister, I advise you to give up on Prince Feng, he doesn't have eyes for you," Hong Ming Yue also felt this kind of frustration for the first time.
But she was not Hong Yuying. On the way back to the Feng Residence, Hong Ming Yue had already clarified her thoughts.
A person of Prince Beiqing's status would not disregard his identity and the differences between men and women to trouble two women in public unless it was for his beloved one.
If she wasn't mistaken, the person Prince Feng admired was Ye Lingyue.
"Ming Yue, you may be better at Martial Arts cultivation than I am, but what do you know about love? In terms of family background and appearance, how could Ye Ling Yue compare to me?" Hong Yuying was discontent.
"I actually think, you are truly not as good as her," Hong Ming Yue replied indifferently.
"Mother, you should speak for Ming Yue. I am her own sister. Why would she side with someone else at this time?" Hong Yuying was annoyed.
