"Fengxuan Pavilion?"
Marquis Gu's heart stirred, and he slowed his pace.
The servant following behind was puzzled but tactfully slowed down as well.
Another nanny said, "Isn't it that the Sixth Madam went over? Nobody knows what she said, but it seems Lady Zhao couldn't sit still and sent those two nannies from the Northern Border to inquire."
Gu Jinghui frowned slightly.
"You might not know, the Sixth Madam has been competing with the mistress. I heard during my shift change, today Sun Accountant had a dispute with the little maid from Wutong Garden."
Gu Jinghui halted his steps.
"What was the dispute about?"
"It was about the face cream for the mistress, quite expensive. They said it would cost several hundred taels of silver. Sun Accountant was unwilling to charge it, yet didn't dare to say he wouldn't, so he suggested the little maid confirm with the Sixth Madam before authorizing the expense."
