'These are low in calories and protein, so they aren't very filling.' In Jiang Xian's mind, the best food was a meal that had been left to cool slightly. That way, she could eat quickly without scalding her throat.
Jiang Xian gently pushed the open bowl of bird's nest soup forward. "Is Zhongcui Palace running short on Consort Guo's nutritional supplements? You seem to regard these common things with such importance, terrified of wasting even a single drop."
Chen Changzai gleefully landed another blow. "A Noble Lady's allowance doesn't include bird's nest soup or donkey-hide gelatin, does it?"
The moment she heard Consort Guo had arrived, she had hurried over from the West Wing, just for this chance to kick her while she was down and shower her with ridicule. Chen Changzai would never forget how Consort Guo had made her kneel in the Imperial Garden for so long that her knees had nearly given out.
In Consort Guo's mind, everyone was ranked on a rigid scale.
