Consort Shu was managing palace affairs. When she heard that An Shutong wished to see her, she hesitated for a moment before having her brought in.
"Greetings, my lady," An Shutong said, entering the hall and performing a curtsy.
Consort Shu waved her hand. "No need for such formalities. Please, sit. An Xiaoyi, why have you come so suddenly? Is something the matter?"
An Shutong nodded with a serious expression. "I do have something to report to you, my lady. You previously asked me about Qin Wan Yi's activities after she entered the garden. There was one detail I'd overlooked, but now that I've remembered it, I think it might be useful."
At the mention of Qin Xiyue, Consort Shu's expression turned serious. "Let's hear it."
"I was cooling off in the garden today when I suddenly remembered something. After she arrived at the garden, Qin Wan Yi claimed to have a weak constitution and used her own silver to pay the kitchen to stew a bowl of bird's nest soup for her daily."
