"My sister is in high spirits. She just saw that the scenery in the imperial garden is very beautiful, but here comes a person who really ruins the scenery. She can't help but feel that the flowers and plants here are very worthless."
Jing Guiren didn't know who was supporting him behind his back. Facing Ye Qingmian, his voice became even sharper.
"You're right, the people who ruin the scenery are still chattering non-stop," Ye Qingmian said sarcastically.
"You...you bitch" Jing Guiren heard the hidden meaning of Ye Qingmian's words and couldn't help but feel very angry.
"Really? I advise you, sister, that you have to think through your words before speaking. Don't speak out impulsively. It will be too late to regret by then."
Ye Qingmian looked at Jing Guiren with a calm expression, "After all, you are not just a crow, are you? I didn't believe that there were really crows in the harem, but now..."
"What's going on now?" Jing Guiren said harshly.
"Now I don't want to face a crow, you'd better take care of yourself." After Ye Qingmian finished speaking, she left, but the painting was inadvertently thrown away by her.
After Ye Qingmian left, Jing Guiren picked up the painting, and a cold idea slowly came to fruition in her mind.
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When he returned to Qingchen Palace, Wan'er was building something. Ye Qingmian took a closer look and saw that it was Wan'er's clothes.
"Wan'er, what are you doing this for?" Ye Qingmian asked in surprise.
"Ah...Master, you are back...I..." Wan'er was very panicked and hurriedly wanted to explain, but she was a little anxious. The more anxious she was, the less she could say, and she was about to cry.
"Don't be anxious, speak slowly," Ye Qingmian said lightly
"Because a letter came from Wan'er's family outside the palace, saying that she didn't have winter clothes to keep out the cold. But Wan'er, Wan'er is just a palace maid, and every bit of her salary is very limited, and it's only enough for me to spend my time.
That's all." Wan'er said and lowered her head.
"Is that so? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ye Qingmian thought for a while and asked Wan'er, "How much does our Qingchen Palace spend per month?"
"Originally there was no upper limit, but because the Queen Mother doesn't like you, Master, so... now it's three thousand taels," Wan'er said slowly
"Then how much can we actually spend in a month?" Ye Qingmian stroked her palms and asked thoughtfully.