LOT – Chapter 148 The Not-So-Bright Umula

Umula’s words stunned everyone present, even Lin Mo felt that this person’s brain wasn’t functioning quite right.

【Is she okay? If she wanted to climb the social ladder, shouldn’t she at least do some homework first? The princesses have all been married off ages ago!】

Lin Mo touched her face. Was it possible she looked like the emperor? That shouldn’t be — she was famously said to resemble her father!

Bai Xiao also thought the woman wasn’t too bright: 【She probably mistook your brother for the crown prince. Doesn’t she know how to read clothing? The crown prince’s robes are clearly distinct! Mistaking the second or third prince for him, that’s still understandable, but calling your brother the crown prince? That’s just absurd.】

Everyone present began wondering if the King of Yu Country might have a screw loose himself — how could he send someone so dim-witted as an envoy?

Even the Yu Country envoys were dumbfounded by her antics. The one closest to Umula quickly pulled her aside. “Miss! What are you doing!”

Anyone with half a brain could see that man couldn’t possibly be the crown prince. And that dark-skinned little girl? How could she be a princess? Since when did princesses wear court uniforms? And that complexion — there’s no way the emperor’s harem had a consort with such skin color. If he did, then the rest of the princesses would all be… rather dark too!

“But you told me to go meet the crown prince! The crown prince is right here — what’s wrong with wanting to share a cup of wine with him?”

Umula said this with perfect sincerity — and loudly, too.

Everyone present: … There was no longer any doubt — this woman truly wasn’t very smart.

“This young lady, you’ve got the wrong person. The man before you isn’t the crown prince, and I’m not a princess. You can’t just pounce on anyone good-looking!”

After saying this, Lin Mo even touched her own face. “I know I look pretty good, but calling me a princess is too much. Do I really look that much like His Majesty?”

After finishing, she gazed at Umula expectantly. Umula, being stared at by Lin Mo’s dark face, was completely lost for words.

Minister Lin sighed and turned his head away — what you don’t see won’t hurt you.

How could this girl praise herself so bluntly? Her skin was growing thicker by the day!

Even Emperor Xuande didn’t want to acknowledge such a “daughter.” He certainly didn’t have one this dark!

Bai Xiao was laughing so hard he nearly choked: 【Why are you making it so hard for her? With that black face of yours, who could possibly tell who you resemble? Right now, the species you resemble most is a chimpanzee.】

Lin Mo’s smile instantly vanished. 【And what makes you think you’re any better? Don’t forget — our skin tones are the same!】

The two started quarreling again, all personal insults. The problem was — neither of them were normal, and their insults toward the other applied equally to themselves.

Fortunately, the foreign envoys couldn’t hear their telepathic exchange, otherwise the embarrassment would’ve been unbearable.

Watching Umula being dragged away, Lin Qi finally sighed in relief.

County Lady Huayao glanced at his strikingly handsome face, feeling especially irritated.

“Why does everyone in your family have so many admirers?”

The Lin family was practically famous in the capital — aside from Little Master Lin, everyone in that family was the picture of perfection.

If Little Master Lin weren’t so mischievous, she’d probably be the dream girl of countless men too.

Lin Ran blinked her wide, innocent eyes. “That’s not our fault. Our parents are good-looking, so we’re good-looking too. There’s really nothing we can do about it.”

Everyone nearby: … Why did that sound so punch-worthy?

After being dragged back, Umula was earnestly lectured on how to tell the princes apart.

“See that one with the dragon embroidery? That’s the crown prince. The one in navy robes with peach blossom eyes is the second prince. The one in light blue with fox-like eyes is the third prince — he’s the sharp-looking one.”

The envoy painstakingly listed each prince’s features, and Umula listened intently… or so it seemed.

In truth, she didn’t absorb a word — she was simply trying to tell their faces apart.

Why did those three look so similar! They didn’t even share the same mother, did they? How could they still look alike!

“Later, you’ll be performing the dance. You remember the routine, right?”

Watching this dim-witted woman, the envoy felt utterly drained.

If it weren’t for the noble ladies all refusing to come, this task would never have fallen to someone so lacking in brains.

Still, perhaps that was a blessing — the duller she was, the easier to control.

Listening to his nagging, Umula grew impatient. “Enough, enough, I know all this already! I’ve practiced that dance for over half a year — how could I not do well? Just wait, you’ll see how dazzling I’ll be!”

After saying that, she looked toward Lin Ran seated among the noblewomen. “That woman is my rival. She’s not going to perform too, is she?”

Among all those women, Lin Ran was the most beautiful and looked the most noble. Hopefully, she wouldn’t become an obstacle.

Bai Xiao: 【Momo, Umula sees your sister as a rival.】

Lin Mo: ???

Chatting happily with her friends, Lin Ran: ???

What on earth? Did this woman have a persecution complex?

Lin Mo was puzzled: 【What’s wrong with her? Why would she see my sister as a rival? My sister’s not even marrying any of the princes.】

Exactly — who in their right mind would? The Crown Prince adored his wife, the Second Prince was another story entirely, and the Third Prince finally managed to win over his beloved; he wouldn’t take a concubine.

Any girl from a decent family would rather be a main wife than a side concubine.

Bai Xiao, munching on grapes, replied: 【You don’t get it. Your sister’s the prettiest one among all those ladies — and she looks every inch the brilliant, talented noblewoman. Beauty and brains combined — of course Umula feels threatened. She’s terrified your sister will go on stage to perform too.】

Everyone around started secretly glancing at Lin Ran — and they had to admit, the Lins truly had stunning looks.

Even the oddball Lin Mo had a face of breathtaking beauty.

“Miss, please don’t overthink this,” the envoy pleaded helplessly. “That lady holds high status. If she wanted to marry a prince, she would’ve done it long ago. Your main goal now is to stay here. Even if you don’t marry a prince, you must find a way to remain!”

The envoy’s head was about to explode.