Yulu brought in the tea and presented it, then retreated to stand guard at the door. Across from her was Consort Qin's palace maid, Fang Ping.
Song Yunzhao had no desire to beat around the bush with Qin Xiyue. She looked at her and asked directly, "Consort Qin, is there a particular reason you've come today?"
Qin Xiyue looked up at Song Yunzhao and saw that her complexion was rosy and her features were relaxed. It was the kind of expression one only has when living a carefree and pleasant life.
In contrast, her own life was far more stressful, completely lacking such ease.
Qin Xiyue impassively withdrew her gaze, her expression remaining gentle and soft. She said in a low voice, "Everyone in the palace is arranging flowers today. We all want to add a splash of color to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, so I have taken the liberty of inviting you, Concubine, to join in the fun."
