Yun Jiao inherited her parents' height, though her father was naturally not tall.
He was an official who came from a humble background, incomparable to those aristocratic high-ranking officials who enjoyed the best food and drink since childhood. Standing there, he was like the one sunken in the crowd, always speaking from a lower position.
"Why is he standing here?" Mr. Wei shifted his gaze.
The eunuch explained with utmost respect.
Mr. Wei sneered, thinking of his daughter's situation in the palace, feeling some dislike towards Yun Yuan. But he thought, firstly, it would be beneath his status to make things difficult for a minor official, and secondly, since Concubine Xi was in favor, he did not want to court trouble, so he withdrew his gaze: "Never mind, after all, Concubine Xi has contributed to the continuity of descendants. You should seize this opportunity, work hard, and maybe next year you'll be able to enter the palace for the birthday celebration on your own merits."
