Shu Changzai was making the Emperor work overtime again, and again, and again!
During the morning greetings the next day, she was, as expected, on the receiving end of plenty of sharp glares.
But unlike before, this time, aside from a few catty remarks, no one tried to use it as an excuse to punish her. The high-ranking concubines' gazes frequently drifted to the empty seat at the head of the room—the one that had belonged to Noble Princess Consort Rong.
The topic that eased the gossip pressure on Jiang Xian was none other than the Noble Consort.
Lu Ronghua sighed. "It's a shame that Ma Wanyi, who was so close with our Sister-in-law, was also confined. I wish to show my concern for the Noble Consort's current situation, but there's no way to do so. I can only worry helplessly."
Feng Liangyuan said with a concerned frown, "With our Sister-in-law living in Zhaoyang Palace all by herself, it must be a bit lonely…"
