Chapter 119: Dalang’s Wife, Hurry Up and Praise Me
In the afternoon, Song Ci left with her eldest daughter-in-law on the palanquin bestowed by the Empress Dowager, waving her handkerchief at everyone present as she left, infuriating those who witnessed it.
"Truly, a petty person in power," grumbled Madam Fan, leaning on her daughter-in-law’s hand, her teeth grinding in hatred.
Madam Zhao stepped forward with a flattering face, stammering as she offered a salute, "Madam..."
Madam Fan found her even more annoying, coldly remarking, "Clever by half."
What was the point in provoking Song Ci? Before entering Cining Palace, did she not know that Song Ci had already been inside for a long time conversing with the Empress Dowager? Useless waste of space, only bringing down disgrace instead of success, even causing the Empress Dowager to remember her, not even granting her a sedan chair.
Oh, her old rheumatism, walking out of the Palace Gate like this, it’s bound to recur.
Madam Zhao watched the back of Madam Fan’s figure, her face pale, her body swaying. Oh, what sin has she committed to be scolded like this.
West Gate.