The consort, holding a basket, was about to hurry away with Xin Momo following behind her.
But unexpectedly, just around the corner, they ran right into the Empress and Ni Momo.
"It's Noble Consort Liya!" Although she was a Noble Consort, Ni Momo showed no intention of saluting her.
It was actually Xin Momo, who was at Noble Consort Liya's side, who quickly stepped forward two paces and saluted, "Greetings to the Empress!"
"How dare you!" Ni Momo, without another word, slapped Xin Momo across the face.
Xin Momo, though struck, did not dare to make a sound. She continued to stand by, head bowed, as if this sort of treatment had happened countless times before.
"Sister..."
Noble Consort Liya, nervous and uneasy, walked up to the Empress, not even daring to lift her head.
"What are you doing?" The Empress glanced at the basket in her and her maid's hands, her face turning immediately ashen.
"You even dare to pay tribute to that wretched woman!"
