As Yun Jiao appeared, the entire audience's gaze focused on her.
Even standing next to Concubine Li, famed for her unparalleled beauty in the harem, she was not overshadowed in the slightest.
The concubines wanted to see just how capable the greatly favored Consort Xi really was—indeed, she was very beautiful, with delicate and lovely features, and even more captivating with makeup. Yet, hers was not a seductive allure, but a beauty that appealed to all, regardless of age or gender.
Even the Empress Dowager, who harbored some prejudice against her, could not bring herself to dislike her.
"Is the piece Concubine Li is going to play composed by Consort Xi? I had no idea Consort Xi had such talent," said Concubine Jiang with a tone of surprise as if discovering a new world.
"Of course, you didn't know. You never know anything, not even that your birthday painting has been stamped by the Emperor."
Concubine Wei also laughed.
Concubine Jiang fell silent, giving her a glare.
