Song Yunzhao was all smiles at Zhichun Palace, but her face fell the moment she returned to Yaohua Palace.
'Could the Empress Dowager be any more obvious? She's deliberately targeting me. Isn't this just to clear the path for An Shutong?'
'In the book, even someone as formidable as Qin Xiyue had to battle An Shutong for over half the story before finally getting rid of her.'
Song Yunzhao didn't want to be locked in a constant struggle with An Shutong. The harem was only so big. What kind of life was it to be fighting day in and day out? No wonder so many concubines suffered from depression.
The more she stewed on it, the unhappier Yun Zhao grew. By the time Feng Yi arrived, her expression still hadn't softened.
"What's wrong? Did someone give you trouble?" Feng Yi's internal radar went up instantly. Given his recent experience of being at odds with Yun Zhao, he knew it was best not to let things fester. 'I should just ask directly.'
