Forcing down her fury, Mrs. Cai could only say through clenched teeth, "The Noble Consort has her own good fortune. She has no need for alternative paths."
Hearing Mrs. Cai's resentful flattery, Song Yunzhao felt it wasn't nearly enough. She wanted to tear that mask right off Mrs. Cai's face. 'For over a decade, I had to live under her control, on edge at every single moment.'
Thinking of those days, Song Yunzhao felt a true sense of injustice. 'We were both legitimate daughters. Why did I have to live so wretchedly while Song Qinghan never had to?'
