Princess Fuke's eyelid twitched at Song Yunzhao's words. For a moment, she couldn't tell if she could actually do it or was just bragging.
'But surely a Zhaoyi wouldn't dare make empty promises about such a thing,' she thought. 'She must have some degree of confidence.'
Princess Fuke realized she truly couldn't see through Song Zhaoyi. She had only recently returned, and there were far too many rumors about this favored concubine. It was impossible to tell which were true and which were false. Now, having met her in person, she was even less certain.
Princess Fuke was intent on sounding her out, and Song Yunzhao was happy to play along. The two gradually shifted their conversation to business.
