Jian Xubai remained silent for a while about his wife’s question and then replied, “I told you before that Aunt Daiguo held grudge against Noble Consort Cui. Do you know how the grudge was harbored?”

Song Yixiao puckered her lips, “Don’t you know about my family background? I can never hear of such anecdote unless it is spread all over the city.”

“It happened many years ago. I didn’t hear of it until I grew up.” Jian Xubai said. “One spring, ...