Witnessing this scene, Feng Bailing thought to herself that Noble Consort Dugu seemed amiable but was actually very adept at marginalizing others.
"Bailing, why didn't you let me stop them? You bragged in front of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor that you would cook, but now with these scraps, it seems very difficult to make even one dish."
Dongfang Lianhua couldn't help but feel anxious.
Outside the Imperial Kitchen, Noble Consort Dugu heard the voices inside and sneered to herself.
As long as there was one person willing to eat the food prepared by Feng Bailing, she would consider it a loss.
She lingered for a moment, seeing no movements inside the kitchen, she then left with her people.
Feng Bailing had also noticed the dishes that had been prepared in the Imperial Kitchen earlier; a wide variety of dishes that were alluring in appearance, color, and aroma, and certainly didn't smell as bad as Feng Xiaoli had claimed.
