Nanny Zhuo smiled and said slowly, "There is indeed something I wish to report to you, Mistress."
"Please speak freely, Nanny."
The hall fell silent. Nanny Zhuo took a quiet breath before looking up. "I believe you are doing the right thing, Mistress. Now is certainly not the time to draw attention to yourself. Consort Song was quite a handful back in Zhichun Palace. A personality like hers is rare, and perhaps His Majesty simply finds her novel. Once that novelty wears off, her temperament won't get her very far in the palace."
Qin Xiyue's expression was grim, but she remained silent.
Nanny Zhuo waited in silence, not daring to speak again rashly. Her mistress was a deep thinker. There were some things Nanny Zhuo dared to think but not to say, so she could only offer a few vague, indirect reminders.
"Thank you for your thoughtful words, Nanny. I understand. You should go and get some rest as well," Qin Xiyue said, forcing a smile.
