Xia Ruqing smiled slightly, deciding not to speak further, and was about to dismiss her.
Beside her, Zhao Junyao suddenly spoke.
"Since when did the Noble Consort have a palace maid who knows how to brew tea?"
"What's her name? Raise your head so I can have a look?"
Saying this, Zhao Junyao shot her a meaningful glance.
Xia Ruqing immediately understood his intention and played along.
"The Emperor has spoken; aren't you going to raise your head quickly?"
The palace maid was so excited that her body trembled slightly.
After her shoulders shook several times, she finally lifted her head.
"Reporting to the Emperor and Noble Consort, this servant is named Huan Chun!"
Seeing the familiar face before her, Xia Ruqing's heart filled with irony.
She thought:
'That little girl Zi Su, although a bit hot-tempered, is quite accurate in judging people!'
'Zi Yue didn't notice, but she did!'
'But what can be done about it?'
