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"Next time, if there's a dinner party in the evening, how long will it take?"

That evening, Mingmei accompanied Mu Chen as usual to read the memorials.

Mingmei lay on her side as the palace maids moved her to the chaise longue next to the table where Mu Chen was reviewing memorials. When Mu Chen answered without looking up, "A month later," Mingmei sighed and said, "That long?"

"The Imperial Concubine has only been dead for a few days, at least a month, then we can hold a banquet to get rid of the bad luck."

"The way you described it makes it clear that you dislike the Imperial Concubine. She's been dead for a month, and you're holding a banquet to ward off bad luck."

Mingmei pouted, and Mu Chen smiled and said, "That's right, I want them to know that I despise the Imperial Concubine, which will serve as a warning to some people."

Mingmei nodded; she roughly understood what Mu Chen meant, but she was too lazy. Such a brain-teasing game really wasn't for a lazy lunchbox seller like herself. _(：3」∠)_

"By the way, a month from now, that's still a long time... Have you calculated the weather?"

"I consulted the Imperial Astronomical Bureau this morning about the weather. It won't rain this time. Let's try to sell all your boxed meals."

Hearing Mu Chen's assurance, Mingmei finally felt relieved and stopped paying attention to him. However, as if she had remembered something, she glanced around and asked with feigned curiosity, "Why didn't I see Lu Xiaoyao with you today?"

Mingmei pretended not to know, but through the live broadcast room backstage, she could tell that Lu Xiaoyao had been acting strangely these past two days.

If it weren't for Mu Chen's merciful act of granting her "paid leave," Mingmei felt that Mu Chen, based on his character, would have dragged Lu Xiaoyao out and beheaded her the moment he saw her absent-minded behavior these past two days.

"She's probably stuck in her established persona. Right now, she's grieving over the death of the Imperial Concubine, so I gave her a few days off."

"I see?"

Although Lu Xiaoyao didn't think she was really sad, according to her thinking, she had been completely deceived, and now that the other party was gone, given Lu Xiaoyao's personality, she wouldn't celebrate by setting off a firecracker to show respect to the fallen fighters.

Lu Xiaoyao felt relieved from the bottom of her heart, but not for Lu Changfu. This character was truly heartbroken!

Heartbroken, Mingmei glanced at Lu Xiaoyao's live stream and saw her sitting cross-legged in her small room, leisurely humming a song and eating sunflower seeds. Suddenly, tears streamed down her face, and she burst into loud sobs.

Mingmei: "..."

Lu Xiaoyao: "Waaaaah, that bastard won't leave me alone even after he's dead! He made me so sad! You bad woman, waaaaaah~~"