Following closely with nods: "I used to think that women lacking talent was a virtue. Everyone emphasized the arts, but I wasn't very fond of them before. However, among the noble women in the capital, without these talents, they neither have a reputation nor fame."
"No, no, the fact that you can learn such impressive arts shows you're talented." Wang Yuanyuan admired these talented women because she herself lacked patience in studying.
It's also because her own man didn't care about these, otherwise, she might have suffered through it.
Lady Zhou's lips curved upward, her eyes brightened, as she and Wang Yuanyuan conversed deeply.
Meanwhile, Chu Heng sat behind the desk.
A plethora of books lay on the table, mostly medical texts, along with some secret letters intended for people in the capital.
At this moment.
A pigeon flew in, and Chu Heng reached out his hand.
He took the letter from the pigeon's foot, read its content, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
