Chapter 8: Getting Old, Sagging Chest!
After Madam Song returned, she indeed sent Nanny Fang over with half a pound of bird's nest and, in addition, a whole mountain ginseng with intact fibers.
Nanny Fang took Nanny Gong's hand, stuffed a wallet into her hand, and said with a smile, "Our Madam said that you've done a great job taking care of the Empress Dowager; this is for you to buy some wine."
Nanny Gong couldn't decline, so she tucked it into her sleeve and said, "The Madam's intentions are clear; the Empress Dowager understands well. Sister, rest assured."
Nanny Fang smiled and gave a few compliments before turning to leave.
Watching her figure vanish, Nanny Gong entered the room and presented everything that the Madam had sent to Song Ci, subtly praising the Madam.
"...After all, she's from the Marquis Mansion, her virtuousness is unparalleled, the Empress Dowager is truly blessed."
Song Ci, who had been in the entertainment circle for many years, was perceptive. Hearing this, he looked at her and said, "How much did she give you for benefits that you're helping her earn favor like this?"
Nanny Gong's heart skipped a beat, but she maintained a smiling face, taking the wallet out of her sleeve: "Nothing escapes your eyes, Empress Dowager. Isn't this a pretty little wallet? You know the girl named Jie Gen beside Madam, her needlework is outstanding, which even you've praised. Isn't it made by that girl?"
Song Ci was a bit intrigued, took it, looked it over several times, and then opened the wallet. Inside was a beautiful small plum blossom gold shell. After playing with it for a while, he put it back and handed it back to her: "It's indeed exquisite."