Chương 661: 262 bringing disaster on oneself_1

"What do you seek from me, Crown Princess Consort?" Yang Mengchen calmly looked at Zhou Miaoyin standing before her.

With an outstanding appearance, skin white and smooth like jade, clear and bright eyes, she wore a white floor-length gown with pink floral patterns embroidered on its hem, cinched at the waist with a purple brocade belt inlaid with jade, accentuating her slender figure, and exuding an innocent, carefree charm of a sheltered young lady of a noble family.

Slowly standing up, looking at the round and plump Yang Mengchen who clearly had a double chin, a hint of malicious glee and disdain flashed through Zhou Miaoyin's eyes.

Her aunt had said that the Crown Princess Consort was an unrivaled beauty and deeply beloved by the Crown Prince, and warned her repeatedly not to provoke the Crown Princess Consort.

But in her view, the Crown Princess Consort was just an ordinary, plump woman, nowhere close to resembling an unrivaled beauty.