Ye Qianning calmly looked away.
"Did you know? Consort Yuan's palace was actually robbed. And I mean everything—they took all of her old belongings," Zhan Chi said, launching into gossip, unfazed by her indifference.
Ye Qianning picked up her cup and sipped her tea.
"How are you not the least bit curious?"
"What's there to be curious about?"
"About who could be powerful enough to steal so much from the Imperial Palace."
"That's not important. All that matters is that Consort Yuan is feeling the sting." 'I just want her to know what it feels like to hurt. To see her palace left destitute from now on—that's what I want most.'
"My second sister said Consort Yuan is absolutely furious. She's even sent for her senior brother to hunt down the thief."
"Who is this senior brother of Consort Yuan's?" Ye Qianning asked, her curiosity piqued.
