Qiao Mu nodded her small head in satisfaction. "Courtesan Zheng was very happy, right."
"Correct." Xiao'ye continued, "Consort Zheng bestowed many gifts to State Uncle Zheng on the spot, including fine jade, precious stones, gold, and silver, but their value can't compare one bit to the 103 pieces of high-grade magnetite State Uncle Zheng paid up. Sir Zheng could only suffer in silence and returned to his estate listlessly."
Qiao Mu smirked. "Just let Courtesan Zheng slowly enjoy that beautifying pill."
By the time Shaoyao returned with the porridge, Xiao'ye had already left after being dismissed.
A faint knock came from the window, but Qiao Mu didn't turn around. She merely kept her focus on the white snakelet that had practically buried half its head into the bowl of porridge.
