Shen Wei rubbed the bridge of her nose—her sneezing had become alarmingly frequent lately. Sometimes, she would even wake up in the middle of the night sneezing for no apparent reason. Her nose itched uncomfortably.
Standing before a bronze mirror, Shen Wei adjusted her ceremonial robes and hair ornaments. Cai Ping entered with a bowl of hot soup and some pastries. "My lady, you might not get to eat much at tonight's banquet, so have some supper first to fill your stomach."
Shen Wei took a few sips of the soup and asked, "Has Consort Mei changed into her ceremonial robes yet?"
Cai Ping shook her head.
A cold expression crossed Shen Wei's face. "Go tell Consort Mei that if she refuses to wear the proper attire, she won't be attending tonight's banquet at all."
