Ruyun Palace - Residence of Noble Consort Wang Meiling
Noble Consort Wang Meiling's expression darkened as she slammed her teacup onto the table, the delicate porcelain shattering on impact. The fragrant tea splattered across the polished wood, seeping into the silk of her sleeve, but she paid it no mind.
"His Majesty went to Eternal Hall?" she hissed, her eyes burning with jealousy.
Her maid, ChuChu, knelt before her, head bowed low. "Yes, Your Highness. He spent a long time with Concubine Bai Zhenhua."
Noble Consort Wang Meiling's lips curled in disgust, her nails digging into her palm. "That woman lost her mind years ago. Why does His Majesty still visit her? He should have forgotten her by now!"
ChuChu hesitated, as if afraid to voice the truth. But silence in the face of the Consort's rage was an even greater offense. She swallowed before whispering, "Perhaps the Emperor still holds her in his heart."