The Princess Consort paid no heed, her tone even laced with disdain: "No matter how much the Empress Dowager favors the Shen Clan, it won't change their lowly origins. The Shen Clan will never replace this Princess Consort's position—Granny Liu, go check the kitchen. Is the chicken soup for Cheng Ke and Cheng Zhen ready?"
Compared to Shen Wei and Prince Yan, the Princess Consort cared more about the chicken soup being prepared for her children.
Her children were her true anchors.
As long as they grew up capable and smoothly inherited their father's legacy, a mere Shen Wei was nothing to worry about.
...
In the afternoon, Shen Wei went to Prince Yan's main residence to visit him. She carried nothing in her hands.
"My lady, should we bring a pot of poria chicken soup?" Cai Lian, following closely behind Shen Wei, whispered a reminder.
Shen Wei shook her head: "No need. The summer heat makes soup too heavy."
