After all, she herself was a Noble Consort.
How dare they fob her off with such things, heh!
Ying Yue wanted to persuade her but was pushed away by Noble Concubine Shih with a swipe of her hand.
"No one shall persuade me. These people have ridden roughshod over me for so long; it's about time they tasted the bitterness of defeat!"
Having said this, Noble Concubine Shih ordered someone to bring her a cloak.
Seeing she couldn't be dissuaded, Ying Qiu had no choice but to go and prepare.
In reality, there wasn't much to prepare.
Even though Noble Concubine Shih had fallen out of favor, she wasn't destitute just yet.
There were still fine clothes to be had.
Ying Qiu quickly found a purple mink cloak, which matched perfectly with the violet palace dress she wore underneath. Put together, it was quite fitting!
Dressed anew, Noble Concubine Shih, with Ying Qiu's assistance, rode in a warm palanquin toward the Imperial Kitchen.
Xifu Palace wasn't far from the Imperial Kitchen.
