"Are you offended by our playful girlish bantering, Miss Lin?" She gritted her teeth as she stared at Lin Ziyin.
"Not offended per se," Lin Zhinyin's smile turned into a faint one, "I just don't want you guys to feel slighted. After all, it will be hard for you to speak so candidly in the future. If you worry about the Prince punishing you for speaking up, I can assure you that he won't, no matter what you say."
Upon hearing this, the Consort's eyes tightened.
The courtesans around began to whisper among themselves, and sure enough, as Lin Ziyin had predicted, Chu Suifeng remained silent.
"Alright, Miss Lin, you're straightforward; let me be blunt too," Concubine Gao stepped forward. "The things I will say are not about me. They're solely about the Prince and the welfare of the Northern Land."
"Sure, go ahead," Lin Ziyin nodded.
Hong Ying and Lun Luo were furious. These women were taking her for granted, being arrogant and outspoken. Clearly, they had no respect for her.