"What's so difficult about it? Just let her..."
Empress Feng was about to agree, but quickly, her expression changed.
"You mentioned Taoyao Pavilion? Its head chef is none other than the Princess Tyrant of Fuzhou? Impossible, I absolutely will not allow that little wretch to become the President of the Spirit Food Association. Besides, how can the President of the Spirit Food Association in Longteng be held by someone from Fuzhou?"
Empress Feng was fuming.
"Empress Feng, do you not know already? That Princess Tyrant is actually a Longteng person; she is indeed Chu Beiqing's daughter, Xin Lin."
The centipede looked at Empress Feng, full of mockery.
There was a deathly silence in the Imperial Study Room.
Empress Feng's face shifted from red to white in disbelief, as she stared at Feitian Centipede.
"What did you say? Are you saying Xin Lin is the Princess Tyrant? How is that possible? How could that dead girl be a princess? Impossible, there must be some misunderstanding."
