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Yan Qingyi pursed her lips, purposely showing an expression of unease and grievance as she looked at Pei Yi who was sitting beside her.

"Your Highness, if you meet someone else who looks better than me, someone who is smarter than me, would you feel a sense of empathy?"

"No, no matter how good they are, they are not as good as you are."

Pei Yi had always believed that if they met another woman