Looking at all these fine things, Wang Yongzhu had an idea.
By evening, it had spread throughout the entire residence that the Imperial Noble Consort had generously rewarded the wife of the heir-apparent with several chests of jewelry, silver, and fine fabrics.
The rumors were vivid, mentioning fist-sized Ming Zhu pearls, clothes woven with golden threads, and various precious jade and jewels found in the palace.
There was even talk of He Shou Wu and ginseng that seemed almost human-like, and several pounds of blood swallows.
Everyone was instantly filled with envy and admiration.
Little Lady Hou heard these words and was so angry that she stormed around her room for half the day, only to pull Song Chongzhao aside and grumble, "Why does the Imperial Noble Consort favor that country maid? Wasn't it just accompanying someone to give birth? Who can't give birth? How is that a great merit? And to think so many things were sent just for that?"
