The Imperial Concubine Wan was lying on the couch, holding a book in her hand, yet her eyes were closed in rest.
On both sides were beautiful Palace Maids standing guard, but in the vast palace hall, not a single eunuch was in sight.
Upon hearing footsteps, the Imperial Concubine Wan slightly raised her eyes, not expecting anyone to enter at this time.
Although the Palace Maids were all as beautiful as flowers, none could compare to the allure of Shao Yao. However, on her stunning face, the slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were pure, and this earnest expression reduced the enchanting atmosphere of her already beautiful features.
Seeing it was Shao Yao, a slight smile appeared on the somewhat weary face of the Imperial Concubine Wan, and she beckoned to Shao Yao: "Come to my side."
Shao Yao, full of joy, approached and squatted directly at the edge of the couch as indicated by the Imperial Concubine Wan, her head level with the concubine's gaze.
