Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, "She's Consort Ling of your Western Jin, not the Great Zhou. Why should I care about her?"
Yuwen Jing said coldly, "She's also a princess of your Great Zhou!"
Su Xiaoxiao was fearless. "So what? This isn't the Great Zhou."
Yuwen Jing choked and fell back.
Guo Lingxi knew very well that Su Xiaoxiao's mouth could anger a living person to death. She was not led by the nose by her. Instead, she asked, "Qin Su, did you come to the wrong place? The third floor of the Dongting Building is not a place for people like you."
Her words woke her up from her dream. Yuwen Jing suddenly looked up at Su Xiaoxiao. "That's right. Every room here is only reserved for people from Western Jin. You're not from Western Jin!"
The waiter happened to serve tea.
Yuwen Jing stopped him. "Do you put just anyone on the third floor?"
