Song Yunzhao barely ate anything, merely putting on a show.
The Empress Dowager was clearly hostile toward her, and she had no intention of testing anyone's goodwill.
Yunzhao put down her teacup with a practiced air. As she looked up, her gaze met Qin Xiyue's, who smiled at her, her eyes twinkling.
Song Yunzhao: ...
'As expected of you, the female lead.'
She, for one, could never do that.
Song Yunzhao averted her gaze, her expression wooden. 'People who can be the female lead must be incredibly strong-willed,' she thought. 'I'm no match for that.'
There were many guests at the banquet today. Yunzhao didn't see her aunt, but she wasn't particularly concerned. If the Empress Dowager thought she could crush her spirit and self-esteem this way, she had seriously misjudged her.
The constant gazes from those around her were also getting on her nerves, yet she had to patiently remain seated.
