Empress Zhou paid no heed to their pale faces. "Your physical condition is still lacking if you have to stop and catch your breath after just a few steps. How can you properly serve the Emperor like this?
"Noble Lady Xu, looking at me with those eyes—do you feel you haven't run enough today?"
With her face and head covered in sweat, Xu Meixin lowered her head respectfully. "To answer the Empress, running laps like this doesn't seem to be very beneficial. I only feel dizzy in waves when I run."
If they continued running like this, they would all become burly and thick-waisted. Their bodies were already stiffening; how could they possibly vie for favor? The Empress's tactic was truly vicious. By exhausting them every day, she aimed to completely destroy their aesthetic appeal.
Empress Zhou said, "Since Noble Lady Xu is feeling unwell, you should speak up directly. I will have someone summon a doctor to properly take your pulse."
