"What's wrong?" Boss Ye was originally staring in a daze at the direction where the carriage left. He was frightened by his wife and came to his senses. He quickly reached out to help her.
"Don't, don't touch it!" Mrs. Ye said in pain, "I think my foot is twisted."
Qin Hexuan also came back to his senses and immediately ordered: "Song Tao, quickly go to Prince Rui's mansion to report the news!"
He didn't know whether the emperor had a sudden idea today or had already discussed it with Prince Rui.
To be safe, it is better to deliver a letter.
After hearing what Qin Hexuan said, Boss Ye and Sister-in-law Ye instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, they two cannot enter the palace, but Prince Rui and his wife can.
With them around, the sunny day will definitely come.
Qingtian followed Wang Wei in a carriage to the palace gate, and after getting off the car, they changed into a sedan chair.
After entering the palace, Wang Wei was not qualified to sit and could only walk beside him.
He was actually quite worried that Qingtian would cry, but he found along the way that the child seemed to be more emotionally stable than him.
Qingtian was sitting in the sedan chair at this time, and he was still looking around.
It was her first time entering the palace, and everything she saw seemed new to her.
So she wanted to see more and tell Boss Ye and Sister-in-law Ye about it when she got back.
We also met many palace maids and eunuchs along the way.
However, when they saw from a distance that it was Wang Wei following the sedan chair, they immediately pulled aside, stood at attention with their hands hanging down, and waited until the sedan chair passed before continuing to walk.
Qingtian sat high up and looked at the tops of other people's heads along the way. He had no idea whether the palace maids were pretty or not.
The palace was so huge that I didn’t know how long I walked. Qingtian was almost swaying to sleep when we finally stopped in front of a house.
Qingtian looked up and saw three big words written on the plaque at the door - Tianyi Building.
The palace maid put down the sedan chair, and Wang Wei helped Qingtian down and led her inside, saying, "Miss Qingtian, please come this way. The emperor is waiting for you inside!"
When we got here, Qingtian finally felt a little nervous.
Although she had never seen him, she had some understanding of him from operas and Mr. Wei's stories.
The emperor is the most powerful person in the world, and he can chop off someone's head with just one word.
Qingtian couldn't help feeling a little worried, so he raised his hand and touched his head.
As soon as Wang Wei brought Qingtian in, the emperor sent him out with a look.
Qingtian stood alone in the main hall, which was a little too big for her. She looked at the person sitting there in a bright yellow dragon robe and swallowed nervously.
Then her stomach started to growl.
Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to be amplified several times in the extremely quiet hall.
Qingtian raised her hand to cover her belly a little embarrassedly.
They set out from Rongxi Village early in the morning and when they returned to the capital, they were taken to the palace before they even had time to enter their homes.
The little bit I ate in the morning had already been digested.
The emperor sitting on top smiled when he saw this and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Qingtian heard that his tone was quite kind and nodded cautiously.
"Wang Wei, you haven't even been allowed to eat since he did this?" The emperor frowned slightly, then raised his voice and said, "Come, prepare the meal."
Wang Wei outside the door slapped his forehead when he heard this. He always felt like he had forgotten something just now, and now he finally remembered it, but it was too late.
He quickly arranged for someone to go to the imperial kitchen to serve the meal.
Inside the palace, the emperor took the opportunity to chat with Qingtian about this topic.
"Do you usually eat the meals cooked by Mr. Cen at home? Today is a good opportunity to try the cooking skills of the imperial kitchen and see who is better."
Unexpectedly, Qingtian said, “Most of the meals we eat at home are cooked by the cook, and sometimes my mother cooks herself.
"My mother said that my great-grandfather is old and she's afraid he'll get tired, so she doesn't let him do these things anymore."
When the emperor heard the words "my mother", his brows couldn't help but frown.
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