Ji Qingwu had overslept, so she was now making up for her empty stomach.
As she nibbled on the exquisite and delicious little pastries, her gaze drifted to the other Concubines.
She found it strange.
Aside from Princess Consort Wei, the others had only said a word or two when greeting the Empress Dowager upon entering the hall. Since then, they hadn't spoken again, sitting quietly to the side.
'Are they too intimidated to speak after watching the Empress Dowager and Princess Consort Wei trade barbs?'
There was something else that surprised her even more.
Ji Qingwu had once assumed that the Emperor's Phoenix Palace was filled with peerless beauties like Princess Consort Wei.
The harem of King Liang from the previous dynasty had been filled with women of all types, from slender to curvaceous, each beautiful in her own right. As for Emperor Wu Su's concubines...
...they could only be described as a motley crew of tall, short, plump, and thin.
