Shen Yinning gasped for breath, unable to describe the taste in her heart.
Lu Ying leaned down close to her ear, with a hint of malicious amusement: "Shen Yinning, though you've fallen into disgrace, deep down you are far more arrogant than anyone. Competing for favor against your former maid—does it humiliate you?"
Being confronted with her hidden thoughts, Shen Yinning's cheeks flushed crimson, her lashes trembling faintly.
"But what can you do? From now on, not only will you need to vie for favor against Bai Shuangshuang, you'll have to compete for favor with the other concubines of the Eastern Palace. You will have to kneel before Shen Yunxi and call her 'Your Grace,' serve her reverently as a junior concubine, and honor her in all things."
Shen Yinning clenched her hands tightly.
This won't happen…
She wouldn't let Shen Yunxi sit in that position for long!
