As the maid lifted the curtain, Madam Song walked inside with her entourage. Consort Zhou sat elegantly and gracefully in the center on a cushion wearing a palace dress. Upon seeing Madam Song lead the way inside, she rose with the help of her personal maid.
To reach this position, she was no fool. She knew that with some madams, she needed to win them over rather than stand aloof, especially this one, for she was the wife of Prime Minister Song, whose pillow-talk could not be ignored.
Prime Minister Song was the favorite in front of the Emperor. If she could truly bring people over to the Prince's side, her efforts would be significant.
"Greetings to the Princess. May the Lady be blessed," Madam Song bowed and saluted.
Consort Zhou came over, personally holding Madam Song's arm and said, "Madam Song, please do not be overly formal, you are indeed my elder."
