Du Yufang said discontentedly, "I am a concubine of the Prince Mansion. Why should I bow to a mere official's daughter?"
Just as Tao Wanxin was about to speak, Ji Qingwu gently patted her hand.
'She wasn't a fan of the custom of bowing at every turn herself, so she paid it no mind.'
"Miss Ji, please, have a seat."
The little eunuch whom Prince Yong had sent to show her the way followed her inside.
"I will go have someone bring you tea at once."
Du Yufang watched as Chang Lu, the Prince's own eunuch, trailed after Ji Qingwu, bowing and scraping in a fawning manner.
She tapped the small tea table beside her. "Mr. Chang, I've been sitting here for ages with nothing to drink, and now my throat is sore. Brew me a pot of rose tea first."
After Ji Qingwu sat down to Tao Wanxin's right, she looked up at Du Yufang opposite them. Two maids stood at Du Yufang's side, fanning her.
And yet, in the Princess Consort's main room, there wasn't a single person in attendance.
