The title "Jiang Cairen" cut Jiang Qingmei to the quick.
She had been stripped of her title as Noble Consort and demoted to Talent, a reality she was still struggling to accept.
'Even when she first entered the palace, her rank had never been this low!'
'Ye Chutang was simply ripping away her last shred of dignity!'
"The person I'm talking about knows who they are!" Jiang Qingmei laughed out of sheer fury. "If you didn't have a guilty conscience, why would you be in such a hurry to assume the shoe fits?"
Chutang let out a soft sigh.
"I'm not deaf. While I was inside administering acupuncture to Your Majesty, the shouting and cursing out here was incessant. It would have been difficult to feign ignorance."
Jiang Qingmei's face went pale with rage. "You!"
'Wasn't she just calling me a vulgar shrew for all to hear!?'
Chen Songshi grew tense and hurried forward to ask, "Did all that noise disturb you while you were performing the treatment, Miss Ye?"
