The Empress suddenly seemed to remember and called Servant Consort Zhen forward.
Yan Yun, who was still a palace maid yesterday, now the Servant Consort Zhen, walked into everyone's view with her head lowered. She had a gentle and beautiful face, but in terms of appearance, she wasn't particularly outstanding—a palace maid couldn't wear makeup, and her clothes couldn't have extravagant patterns. Even the colors she wore were close to the background, and those who rose through the ranks as palace maids were all natural beauties. However, Servant Consort Zhen didn't quite measure up.
Concubine Wei was surprised, "I thought she would be an exceptional beauty, but she doesn't even surpass Consort Xu."
Consort Xu could only laugh dryly.
