"Your Majesty had just left, and they started insulting me like this, not taking me seriously at all. Fu Rong, do you think this Miss needs those so-called etiquette nannies to polish my manners?"
Back at her quarters, Wang Yingluo's face was livid, her eyes full of anger.
"Miss, please calm your anger. What you did outside the palace, we all witnessed; the Empress Dowager, confined to the deep palace, can't even imagine it. Even thinking of it now, it seems incredible. Miss, when your deeds are made known to all, not only the Empress Dowager, but all the women in the world will take pride in you!"
Fu Rong consoled her with a gentle voice, her eyes filled with respect.
"Once the Empress Dowager gets to know you better, she will surely grow to like you sincerely. No one can resist your unique charm."
One had to say, Fu Rong had a gift for comforting others.
