The Honored Ladies clicked their tongues in admiration, though their hearts were filled more with envy.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
The rest of the attendees had nearly all arrived.
The Empress and Zhao Junyao arrived one after the other.
The Empress, still recovering from her illness, looked somewhat pale. She advanced to pay her respects upon seeing the Emperor.
Zhao Junyao didn't even spare her a glance. He waved his hand dismissively and uttered not a single word. His disgust was obvious.
If it wasn't for Qingqing, Zhao Junyao would never appear at an event where the Empress was present!
The Empress was so awkward she didn't know what to do until Consort Ning offered her a supportive arm.
"Your Majesty is unwell. Please, sit down quickly!"
Holding Consort Ning's hand, the Empress felt a chill seep into her heart.
