"It's all because the palace maid talked too much, Ying Chun, why don't you go down now?" Qiao Qingyue scolded, then leaned gently against Ji Fei, "Your Majesty, it's really alright, what harm does this make? Besides, I already have plenty of nephrite jade, missing this year's isn't too much of a concern."
Ji Fei felt deeply distressed upon hearing Qiao Qingyue's reasonable speech: "It's my fault for mistreating you. I still have some treasures in my private stash. I'll have An Fu bring them to you immediately."
"An Fu, go fetch those two pieces of Jade locked in the chest from my private stash."
An Fu hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, are you referring to the two pieces that the Imperial Concubine wanted, and you did not grant her?"
"Did the Imperial Concubine ever ask me for them?" Ji Fei asked dubiously.
