Hmph! Lady Zhao scoffed in secret. She thought of Ah Qiao, who had stature, appearance, and outstanding skills, certainly not something that a wealthy scion and a mere "embroidered pillow" could match. Naturally, she was not the type prepared for pampered young ladies from The Official Family.
Lady Zhao felt uneasy inside, yet feigned alarm over potentially having offended the Prefectural Magistrate and what consequences that might entail. Even a decent meal lost its flavor for her.
No words were exchanged overnight, and for breakfast, Qing Min brought food boxes for the two Zhao women. The meal consisted of four small dishes of side dishes, buns and silver-thread rolls as the staple, complemented by chicken soup noodles and rice porridge in a small soup pot.
