The next day, the steward brought a woman over. I greeted her with a smile. "Imperial Concubine Yu is resting right now." Please go back.

The mama pointed at the woman and said, "This is Mistress Yang of the palace."

"Oh." Nodding.

"I taught you." The steward's mother rolled her eyes at me. "If I die one day, I'll be angered to death by you."

Go, don't be so unfair to me. Whoever is old will not die, so leave it to me.

I tiptoed, crossed my arms over my chest, and looked at Lady Yang. "What are you trying to teach me? "Speak." I'm going to sleep.

Mistress Yang gave me a radiant smile and said to the Senior Servant, "I'll be troubling you. I'll just tell Miss Mo."

The mama went down tactfully, and I raised my eyebrows. "Hurry up and say it, just say it once, no need to repeat yourself." I really want to sleep.

Mistress Yang sized me up and said with a smile, "Miss Mo, the emperor had a servant tell you a few things about women. Women emphasize women's words, looks, merits, and looks. Do you understand?"

I nodded with a smile. "I know. Tell me quickly."

After saying that, he left. See, I should cooperate more, right?

Who knew that she would smile and ask me: "Then Miss Mo, tell me, what do you mean by 'woman's speech, woman's appearance, woman's merit, woman's appearance?'"

If you still want to test me, I replied without thinking, "What this woman said, this woman's appearance, this woman's martial arts, this woman's face."

"Wrong."

"How is that possible?"

"Miss Mo, please listen to me in detail." She led me to the pavilion by the rockery.

So one afternoon I listened to her poison my ears and watched with wide, tired eyes as her mouth opened and closed.

I wondered if she would like some water, so I concentrated on what she was saying.

She stopped and I said hopefully, "Are you finished?"

"Nope." She smiled.

I lay on the table in frustration. "Mistress Yang, you don't have to be so detailed with me. I'm just a servant, I don't care about the actions of a lady from a noble family. Really, there's no need to waste words with me. It's not worth it."

"The emperor ordered me to explain this to the young lady." she said good-naturedly.

He had nothing better to do than eat his fill.

"Miss Mo, have you been to the academy before?"

"Yes." Sneaking.

"Miss Mo, have your relatives ever told you that you are the eldest among the family members?"

"Do you need to say that? "I grew up, I don't know. I've grown taller."

"This is just one of them." She tied up the hair that was hanging by her ear and whispered, "Young lady's parents are older, so they will become more and more different from men. Young lady's skin will become more and more delicate, her face will become more beautiful, her chest will become more and more protruding, and she will become bigger and bigger.

When I asked the Emperor, he didn't answer me. He sent someone who could speak, so of course I asked. I raised my hand. "Excuse me, Mistress Yang. What's the benefit of having a chest?"

She blushed and smiled shyly, "Miss Mo, you are so direct. Even if you ask, I'll tell you, if women have big breasts, men will like them better. "

"Oh." I nodded. "The chest belongs to a woman. Why should a man like it?"

She gaped, and I managed to shut her up.

I found that I was really capable, and I kept people from saying a word.

I felt a sense of accomplishment as I walked out of the pavilion, humming a song to myself. It's a pity, seeing as it looks like Lady Yang is about to wake up, I'll have to go wait on her again.