Mother Xia's lips twitched as she asked quietly, "Did you say His Majesty's foot-washing water tasted good?"
Lin Jin lowered her head, not daring to meet her gaze. "His Majesty asked, so I had no choice but to answer!"
She couldn't exactly say it didn't taste good!
The two palace maids from Zhengyang Palace smiled faintly, bowed to Mother Xia, and retreated.
The Empress Dowager was asleep, so there was no way they could wake her up for such a trivial matter.
After hurriedly freshening up, Lin Jin complained bitterly to Mother Xia.
By now, Mother Xia had understood what had occurred.
A perfectly fine young woman, yet she ended up wet and humiliated after being forced to drink a basin of foot-washing water—of course she was angry.
But what good would anger do?
