The poor little palace maids hurriedly dropped to their knees.
"Greetings, True Dragon Lord..."
Bai Yujun curled her lip. She was merely a snake demon, yet these people actually treated her as a divine dragon. The difference was as vast as heaven and earth. Still, this meat really was delicious—the imperial cooks were indeed no slouches.
"Stop kneeling. Get up."
"Thank you, Divine Lord..."
The little girls rose and continued bustling about. To Bai Yujun, a demon over eighty years old, they were nothing more than tiny tots. In a sense, they were fellow wanderers under the same sky.
"Has anything fun happened lately?"
Bai Yujun was bored. One day, unable to bear it any longer, she became the audience for these little girls, listening to them chatter away.
Girls of fourteen or fifteen loved talking most. At an age when they should have been innocent and carefree, they had instead been locked in this cage, worked like oxen and horses, and forced to watch their every step lest they offend someone. How difficult was that?
After the first girl began talking about palace affairs, the others opened their floodgates as well.
Ever since entering the palace at eleven or twelve, all they knew best was what happened within its walls. After finishing their work, they sat by the pool as Bai Yujun had instructed and began their little gossip gathering. They talked while Bai Yujun ate and listened.
"A few days ago, the Empress went to Consort Zhao's Imperial Chamber and beat Consort Zhao's personal female official..."
"The eldest Imperial Prince always likes pouring wine into the flowerpots the Empress planted..."
"Lady Zhang changed into Western Regions clothing and played hide-and-seek with His Majesty. Who would have thought the Empress would charge in and give Lady Zhang a thorough