Who does this, just go as they say they will?
Hong Tao was taken aback by her words and felt somewhat embarrassed, before she could speak. It was the maid who came with her, named Cha Zhan, who snickered and said, "Miss Ye hasn't even spoken yet, what's the hurry? A concubine's status is indeed more distinguished than ours."
The implication of these words was that, although more distinguished, it wasn't by much. It was a blatant show of disdain for Ye Zao.
Ye Zao found it amusing.
After all, she had been in favor for nearly half a year; it was rare to see servants behave like this.
Even the high and mighty servants from the front court would try to curry favor with her. Curious, she looked up at this maid.
She laughed after just one glance.
Ye Zao was naturally beautiful, and her smile caught both Hong Tao and Cha Zhan off guard for a moment.
Hong Tao hadn't seen Ye Zao in half a year and constantly heard of her favoritism, filled with regret.
