"Concubine Jiang sent an invitation for her birthday to me, and I was just worrying about finding a way to save money. I thought it best to give her calligraphy and painting I'd done myself, which costs nothing but some ink."
In this instance, Yun Jiao felt there was no need to hide from the Emperor.
"Are you short of silver? I recall giving you quite a lot."
Xie Zhixing knew the palace was hard to navigate without silver taels, and had privately and openly gifted her plenty, to prevent her from repeatedly dwelling on past troubles for a tael or two, which would only irritate him. Yun Jiao shook her head: "If I had to say I was lacking, I'd say no, but I'm not on good terms with Concubine Jiang; she always targets me. Last time she wanted to kill Red Rabbit for food, I just don't want to gift her anything valuable!"
Being stingy is quite plain.
After saying this, Yun Jiao curiously observed the Emperor's reaction.
