Princess Jing respectfully served a cup of tea to Consort Xian. "Do sit, Mother. You’ve been in the palace since daybreak and haven't even had a sip of hot tea yet."
Princess Jing smiled faintly. "My exhaustion is nothing compared to yours, Mother." As she spoke, she took a jade mallet from a maid, sat on the footstool beneath the chaise longue, and began to gently massage Consort Xian’s legs.
"Tell me, Mother, do you think the Empress is being genuine this time?"
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