The small door outside was kicked a few times, and the young eunuch delivering meals shouted, "Time to eat!"
It went without saying that it was once again leftovers from the palace staff’s table. Now that the weather had turned cold, the food wouldn't spoil, but it was frozen solid into icy clumps, making it nearly impossible to eat. Yet, if she didn't eat, the burning sensation in her stomach was truly unbearable.
She had been in the Cold Palace for nearly half a year now. Consort Zhou had long since lost the affectations she once possessed. She hesitated for a moment, then decided to wrap herself in her quilt and head to the door to get the food; she would just have to make do. Survival was the only thing that mattered.
Chapter 144