How Can She Be Compared to You?

"Replying to the Fourth Young Master, it's indeed that woman," the guards stationed outside the carriage replied respectfully.

The young man inside the carriage curled his lips in disdain upon hearing this and said, "These kinds of ordinary women are a dime a dozen in the Holy Capital. Has Royal Prince Lan really lost his eyesight to choose her?"

"Shut your mouth! How dare you insult Royal Prince Lan?" The beautiful woman sitting in the carriage frowned elegantly, her lovely face showing clear disapproval.

The young man who was scolded awkwardly touched his nose and said, "I was just saying, if he wasn't..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he received a warning look from the woman, so he swallowed the rest of his words and muttered, "Sister Huarong, you're so outstanding. How could that Gu Qingluan compare to you? Why would Royal Prince Lan choose her?"