Ever since Chu Qitong started doing her own makeup, Meng Jinyu couldn't help but keep a close eye on her. Occasionally, she would use a slightly yellowed bronze mirror to discreetly scrutinize Ming Luan, afraid of inadvertently provoking Ming Luan's displeasure.

Meng Jinyu's subtle actions did not escape Chu Qitong's eyes. Observing Meng Jinyu's cautious and timid appearance, she thought that this little girl was probably really frightened by Ming Luan's sharp and unyielding words.

In order to let the little girl "free" herself as soon as possible, Chu Qitong couldn't help but speed up her makeup while holding her hands. Just as she finished applying the lip color for Meng Jinyu, the little girl stood up in a panic and bowed to her, saying, "Princess, thank you for doing my makeup. It's getting late, so I shall take my leave."

After finishing speaking, Meng Jinyu didn't even have time to wait for Chu Qitong to respond. She hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door, holding up her skirt. Once her figure completely disappeared, Ming Luan sneered and mockingly said, "Tsk, how petty. Does she really think she's worthy of calling you sister as well?"

Mingluan's words made Chu Qitong furrow her brows. She washed her hands stained with lipstick using the water just brought in by the maid and said to Mingluan, "Luan'er, remember not to speak like this again. Although Miss Meng's status may not be comparable to ours, she is still the only daughter of the Meng family. It is never a good thing to offend someone completely by speaking impulsively like this."

What's there to fear? I am the princess of the Royal Rui'an Manor. Even if she is unhappy, what can she do to me?" Chu Qitong's words made Ming Luan raise her head, her arrogance evident in her eyebrows and eyes. Even when responding to Chu Qitong's words, Ming Luan's tone carried a hint of indifference.

Chu Qitong thought that Ming Luan was just a spoiled child. She knew that there was nothing wrong with what Ming Luan said. Even if Meng Jinyu had any dissatisfaction with Ming Luan in his heart, he really couldn't do anything to her.

Chu Qitong is not like Ming Luan. She lost her mother at a young age and relied on her younger brother in the vast Qiwu Palace. She knew that no one could protect her, so she had to force herself to grow up early and consider matters comprehensively. Her long-term cautious and meticulous lifestyle has made her forget her noble identity.

With the thought of the dignified King Ruian standing behind Mingluan, along with the benevolent queen and two older brothers providing support, Chu Qitong suddenly felt that Mingluan, who was showered with endless affection, could afford to be a little willful. After all, she had plenty of people to handle any troubles that came her way.

Thinking of this, Chu Qitong rubbed Ming Luan's hair and helplessly said, "You, oh you, it's not necessarily a bad thing to be proud, but you must also remember to be mindful of the situation. Do you understand?"

When Chu Qitong finally let out a sigh of relief, there was finally a smile on Ming Luan's face. She immediately threw herself into Chu Qitong's arms, just like she did at the entrance of the Ruian Prince's Mansion. She playfully said, "I understand, sister Hua. But do you remember how long it has been since you last did Luan'er's makeup and styled her hair? I couldn't help but feel jealous when I saw how focused you were while doing Meng Jinyu's makeup."

Listening to Mingluan obviously divert the topic, Chu Qitong knew that Mingluan probably didn't take her words to heart. She didn't expose Mingluan, instead using a slightly indulgent tone as she spoke, "Luan'er, be good. When sister has time in the future, I will definitely style your hair into the most beautiful hairstyle and apply the prettiest makeup for you."