"Heh, hearing you say that, it does indeed seem like a spectacle."
Sang Ruoshui lay in bed, her eyes narrowing into a cold smile, thinking to herself: Sang Yan really is her dear sister. Now even a courtesan has caught her eye. Am I even lower than a courtesan now!
Xiang Ying thought the same, whispering indignantly on her behalf, "It's outrageous how the Empress esteems a courtesan so highly! Where does she place you then?"
She continued talking about the kindness the Empress had for Luo Shan, "She even personally took care of a courtesan! I heard she visits several times a day!"
"Enough! Stop talking!"
Sang Ruoshui slapped the bed in anger.
She had slept for too long, every day lost in beautiful dreams under the Lover's Sleep.
Apart from eating and relieving herself, she barely left the bed.
Her muscles had weakened from the extreme lack of exercise, and her slap on the bed lacked strength.
"Detestable!"
