Beast Taming Mad Concubine: The Useless Young Lady is Back!

Ye Qing'an's mind was racing. She looked up at Li Mama, who was holding the clothes, and said, "The embroidery is indeed very beautiful. Mama, please lower your hand a little so I can take a closer look at the embroidery pattern."

As soon as Ye Qing'an said this, she noticed that the old woman stiffened slightly and looked a little unnatural. Then she placed the clothes on the tray and said, "Even if I hold it, I can't see it very clearly. If you want to see it carefully, Miss, you might as well take a look for yourself. The workmanship of this dress is absolutely impeccable."

Seeing the old woman's subconscious reaction, Ye Qing'an was already certain in her heart that the clue was most likely in the embroidery.

Ye Qing'an curled the corners of her lips: "She is indeed very beautiful. Just looking at her like this, one can't take their eyes off her."

"Is that so?" Granny Li smiled. "Then shall I help Miss put it on?"

Ye Qing'an was not in a hurry: "No rush. I noticed that the nanny did not send any shoes over, and I don't have any suitable shoes myself. However, I remember that among the things that Consort Lan sent yesterday, there were clothes and shoes. I will go find a pair to match this outfit."

The anxiety that had been gripping Li Mama eased slightly, and she quickly said, "Miss, look at my forgetful mind! How could I have forgotten something so important? You should go find it quickly, Miss. We need to hurry."

"I know, after all, the sedan chairs in the palace are waiting."

Ye Qing'an responded, stood up, dismissed the servants, and went into the room where the gift boxes were kept.

Seeing this, Granny Li assumed that Ye Qing'an was being stingy and afraid that others would covet those things. She snorted inwardly and didn't pay much attention to it.

As soon as Ye Qing'an entered the room, she raised her hand and drew a summoning circle, summoning Jiu Xiao.

"Go to the main courtyard and find out what Liu Xueying did to the clothes she sent me. If she put any kind of drug on them, find the antidote and send it to me along with the clothes."

Jiuxiao lazily replied, "Since you suspect they tampered with your clothes, why not just find a way to change them? After all, there were quite a few clothes and jewelry among the things Consort Lan sent you."

Ye Qing'an curled the corners of her lips, her eyes filled with calculation: "That would be no fun. I need to make Liu Xueying and Ye Weilan happy for a while, and then give them a taste of their own medicine, watching them fall from grace and experience what it means to try to steal a chicken and lose the rice instead..."

Ye Qing'an casually chose a pair of embroidered shoes and returned to the main house. She and Eleven dressed up and left the courtyard.

Ye Weilan was already waiting at the screen wall of the second gate. When she saw Ye Qing'an walking over, she couldn't help but frown. Ye Qing'an was originally very beautiful, so even though her talent was extremely poor, she had many suitors from noble families when she was in Wangjing City.

During the years she spent on the estate, her beauty could not be concealed even in simple clothes and a plain hairpin. Now that she has changed back into brocade, she is like a pearl that has been wiped clean of dust, and she suddenly becomes dazzling.

The thought flashed through Ye Weilan's mind, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth. No, she had to find a way to get rid of this scourge as soon as possible.

Otherwise, as long as Ye Qing'an is around, she will pale in comparison. What if she uses her beauty to curry favor with some powerful person? Wouldn't that drive her crazy?

Although Ye Qing'an has already given birth to a child, she is still not married, and there have been other examples of this before.

During the previous dynasty, there was a woman who had been married and then divorced who was taken into the harem by the emperor at the time. She was quite favored and eventually even became the empress dowager.

She absolutely cannot let that happen.

The jealousy in Ye Weilan's eyes was almost bursting out, but Ye Qing'an had already reached her.

Ye Weilan quickly composed herself and smiled gently, "Sister, why are you only arriving now? You've kept us waiting for so long. I can bear it, but the palace servants sent by the Imperial Concubine have been waiting in the cold wind all this time. Sister, you'd better be a little faster next time."

Her voice was gentle, and her words were playful, but she was implying that Ye Qing'an didn't know the rules and had kept the people sent by Consort Lan waiting for so long.

Before Ye Qing'an could speak, the palace maid standing to the side said, "Second Miss, you flatter us. We haven't been waiting long. It was just a whim of the Imperial Concubine, and she didn't inform us beforehand. Even so, it's only been a little over half an hour since we arrived. Besides, the weather isn't too cold today, and there's no wind. So how can you say we're being exposed to a cold wind?"

Her voice was gentle and polite, yet every word she uttered was a rebuttal to Ye Weilan's words.

Ye Qing'an almost laughed, but when she looked up at the maid who had spoken, she realized that it was the same maid who had delivered the gift box that day.

Ye Weilan felt humiliated and was furious, but the person who spoke was the personal maid of Consort Lan, and few people in the palace dared to offend her. Moreover, everything she said was true and there was nothing inappropriate about it. Ye Weilan had nowhere to vent her anger and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Miss Ye, please help the young master into the sedan chair."

Ye Qing'an responded and bent down to board the sedan chair.

The sedan chair swayed gently, and Eleven cautiously raised his head to look at Ye Qing'an. Ye Qing'an then reached out and took his hand: "Don't be afraid."

Eleven lowered her voice: "Mother, are we going to the palace, the Emperor's house?"

In the Emperor's home.

Ye Qing'an lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Yes, we're going to Aunt Lan's house. There are just more people and stricter rules there, but you don't need to be afraid. Just follow your mother."

"From now on, your mother will teach you little by little, teach you to read and write, and teach you manners and etiquette. When your mother was little, she was very good at manners and etiquette."

"Really?" Eleven's eyes widened. He tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "I'm not afraid. I just remembered the children in the village saying that the palace is so big. I'm just curious."

"Once my mother teaches me etiquette, music, calligraphy, painting, and mystical arts, I won't be afraid anymore. Maybe then I can even sit and chat with the Emperor."

Ye Qing'an was amused by Eleven's lofty ambition: "Yes, you will, you definitely can."

She nodded at eleven o'clock: "I will study hard, study hard, and protect my mother."

Ye Qing'an gently rubbed Eleven's head, wondering what this child had gone through to become so well-behaved and sensible, as if the words "protect your mother" were etched into his very bones...

The sedan chair could not go any further when it reached the inner palace gate. Ye Qing'an led Eleven out of the sedan chair and walked through the long corridor. On both sides were red walls and yellow tiles. Palace servants walked along the corridor, all in silence, with their eyes lowered and ears attentive.

The palace maid leading the way walked three or four steps ahead of them. Ye Weilan quietly took two steps forward: "Sister, it must have been many years since you last entered the palace, right? About eight or nine years, isn't it? I suppose you've forgotten most of the rules of the palace by now?"