Song Yexi felt unusually uncomfortable, her expression tense.
He Lan Yun, with her trouble-making nature, was quite at ease. When she heard someone mention her, she even turned to look, scaring the concubine candidate into silence, her face turning pale.
Song Yunzhao was even more fearless. She was here today to flaunt her power. After all, she was someone who had received His Majesty's favor, so it was only reasonable for her to be a little arrogant and smug.
Lu Zhixue's expression was anything but pleasant. She said to Qin Xiyue, "Some people have no backbone. The slightest thing goes to their head, and they forget who they are."
Qin Xiyue smiled helplessly. "Zhixue, Miss Song has always been free-spirited. Don't say that."
Lu Zhixue huffed, her expression remaining sour.
Han Jinyi sat on the other side without a word, her eyes fixed on He Lan Yun's face. She couldn't help but feel that today's He Lan Yun was much more pleasing to the eye, not as disagreeable as before.
