It had been a long time since Noble Princess Consort Rong had lost her composure like this.
She glanced down at her snow-white fingertips, shocked and suspicious, then looked up at Jiang Xian. Jiang Xian stood below, letting her look, her expression as placid as ever. This only made the Noble Princess Consort seem more flustered. She commanded, "Ma Wan Yi, go and touch her face."
Ma Wan Yi: ...
'I'm not your palace maid.'
Despite her internal grumbling, her body faithfully carried out the order. She reluctantly touched the other concubine's face. But this Shu Changzai was so thick-skinned that not only did she not flinch, she even leaned in a little with a smile.
Ma Wan Yi cautiously touched her cheek.
Noble Princess Consort Rong: "Well?"
"Sister-in-law, it's not hot."
Ma Wan Yi was puzzled.
