A pair of warm jades was exchanged for the Empress's favorite colorful hairpins. This virtuous concubine really made a sure profit.
"It's just a dead object. It's worth its shining if it can be worn by a useful person." Bei Yutang said something that seemed to be true but not true.
Jinchai didn't quite understand.
That hairpin is a good thing.
Bei Yutang showed a meaningful smile on his lips.
"What do you think of Concubine Xian?" Bei Yutang suddenly asked.
"I feel she's a bit fake, and I always feel she's not sincere towards you. Every time she comes here, she seems to be honoring you, but every time she gets the upper hand."
Jinchai didn't like Concubine Xian very much and always felt that she was very insidious.
"What do you think?" Bei Yutang looked at the gold bracelet.
After a brief pause, Jin Zhui said, "I can't really explain how I feel. I just feel that every time she speaks or does something, it seems like she's helping the Majesty, but in the end, it only hurts the Majesty."
The two of them had warned their master before, but he hadn't taken it to heart. Now, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had come to his senses and was no longer deceived by the virtuous concubine.
After listening to this, Bei Yutang said nothing, but suddenly changed the subject, "Look, the emperor should be arriving by now. Has today's menu been handed over to the imperial kitchen?"
"At noon, the third child was handed over to the imperial kitchen."
"Um."
"I'll take a nap first. When the emperor comes back, remember to wake me up." Bei Yutang closed her eyes to rest, and Jin Chai and Jin Zhuo quietly left.
Half an hour later, Bei Yutang woke up from hunger. She saw the sky outside was already gray, and the lights in the hall were on. She sat up and rubbed her brow.
She slept for such a long time.
The golden hairpin and golden bracelet hadn't come to wake her. Could it be that the Emperor hadn't arrived yet? It was already past dinner time. Bei Yutang stood up and was about to call for help when she saw someone standing in the study.
Bei Yutang walked into the study suspiciously, and saw Nan Shaotian standing in front of the desk, holding a poem she had written casually in her hand.
Nan Shaotian noticed her coming and waved to her.
Bei Yutang stepped forward, and Nan Shaotian took her in his arms, leaning down slightly, his hot breath blowing into her ear, and said ambiguously: "My dear concubine, tell me, what are these poems about?"
"These poems were naturally written and performed by me," Bei Yutang said frankly.
Nan Shaotian raised his eyebrows, "I didn't know that my beloved concubine is also a talented woman."
Now it was Bei Yutang's turn to look at Nan Shaotian in surprise, "Your Majesty, have you never known this?" As he spoke, a hint of grievance flashed in his eyes.
Nan Shaotian was stunned. Looking at her expression, he felt as if he had done something wrong.
"Your Majesty, who told you that I can't compose poetry or write?"
She is illiterate, and everyone in the harem knows it.
"Of course..." Nan Shaotian's voice stopped abruptly.
How did I know this? I think I heard Concubine De say that they once wrote poems in the Imperial Garden, and Bei Yutang ended up writing a terrible poem that made her lose face.
It was also from that time that everyone in the harem knew that Concubine Chen was unlettered and had no idea what music, chess, calligraphy, and painting were.
Nan Shaotian had heard about it, and after hearing it, he had come to terms with it. He wouldn't ask her about this sort of thing directly; after all, it wasn't a big deal. Whether she was talented or not, whether she could play the piano, chess, calligraphy, or painting, was of no importance to him. He simply saw her as a shield for Yu Wei in the harem.
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