In Consort Yuan's bedchambers, palace maids stood guard outside, but the room itself was empty. She swept her gaze around. The chambers were vast. To the left was a bookshelf, with an assortment of fine writing implements laid out on the desk before it. The bookshelf itself was filled with rare classic texts.
A scroll holder beside the desk was filled with painted scrolls. Ye Qianning casually pulled one out and unrolled it. It was a landscape painting, a recently completed work. The brushwork was elegant and exquisitely detailed.
'It's quite a good painting. I didn't expect Consort Yuan to be so skilled.'
After looking around the study, she saw that another bookshelf was filled with antiques and jade artifacts. She picked up a white jade statue of Guanyin. Casually displayed as it was, it was worth a fortune.
