That rude idiot!

Hua Jing's jaw tightened, but she forced herself to smile. "I'm grateful for his consideration."

The first consort chuckled softly, the sound delicate but condescending. "How fortunate for you."

Xia Lin stepped forward quickly, her voice steady but deferential. "First Consort, we were just preparing to meet the emperor and empress. I'm sure the young lady would not wish to delay any further."

The First Consort raised a perfectly arched brow, her lips curving into a sly smile. "I have come all this way, yet you have not offered me tea or any welcome. I have been standing here the whole time, yet you are already preparing to leave. Where are your manners, Seventh Consort?"

Hua Jing's lips twitched as she fought to keep her temper in check. It was becoming increasingly clear that this woman had come with no good intentions. The First Consort wasn't here for a pleasant exchange. She was here to cause trouble.