Jiang Zhiyu held her chin and observed her carefully.
If someone hadn't adulterated the medicine, it wouldn't have been so serious.
"Don't worry, it can be cured. I'll go to the residence of the Minister of Revenue later. In less than a month, I will make sure you are back to normal."
Her tone was full of confidence, making people want to trust her involuntarily.
Such great joy hit Han Qiao that her tears suddenly burst out and she couldn't hold them back.
After hearing what she said, the noble ladies beside her couldn't help but become interested and rushed to ask her.
For a while, Song Shiwei was left out.
She could no longer maintain the smile on her face, and her face drooped more than a donkey's.
"It's almost time, everyone should go back to your seats."
She was angry, and her tone of voice was naturally sarcastic. The ladies stopped talking and looked at her with strange eyes.
He was so excited to introduce them just now, but now that the real host is here, he looks like this when he sees that his limelight has been stolen?
It can be seen that I was just trying to fool them just now!
But the time was indeed approaching, and several noble ladies left one after another reluctantly. Han Qiao also said goodbye to Jiang Zhiyu with tears in his eyes.
The seats at the palace banquet were arranged according to the size of the official rank. Although Jiang Zhiyu was the first female official in the Tianqi period, she was only a ninth-rank official in terms of rank, so she could only sit at the bottom.
Xu Youran and the others naturally had to sit with Jiang Zhaorong at the top.
Song Shiwei felt a little relieved when he saw her sitting alone in the lower seat.
Xu Youran saw Jiang Zhiyu sitting alone at the table. Just as she felt a pang of heartache, a familiar voice came over her:
[Ahahahaha, that's great, this whole table is all mine!]
【I must eat enough meat today! 】
Xu Youran: “…”
She looked at the plates of meat and vegetables on Jiang Zhiyu's table and thought coldly:
She has eaten enough today, and I think she will be able to satisfy her cravings for the next week.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the eunuch's drawn-out voice:
"The Emperor has arrived—The Empress has arrived—"
Although two people were reported, Concubine Yu was still following behind the emperor.
The emperor seemed to be in a good mood, and his eyes no longer had the sharpness of the past. However, the queen was completely different from him. The corners of her mouth were raised, but there was no smile in her eyes. Her demeanor naturally revealed a sense of elegance and majesty.
The imperial concubine had never appeared. Concubine Yu, who replaced her, was dressed in a light blue gown, which was elegant and refined. She paused with a smile when she saw Song Shiwei, and glanced at her lightly.
Song Shi's smile froze on his face, but Xu Youran picked up the teacup and took a sip.
After the distinguished guests took their seats, the emperor announced the banquet and the feast began.
As soon as Jiang Zhiyu heard him speak, she couldn't wait to start eating.
【All in my mouth! 】
Others raised their glasses to praise the emperor, which made the emperor very happy.
The emperor drank a few glasses of wine and subconsciously looked for Jiang Zhiyu in the prime minister's seat. He looked several times but didn't see her.
"Prime Minister Jiang, where is Zhiyu?"
Jiang Zhaorong was stunned and looked down. The emperor followed his gaze and saw Jiang Zhiyu eating with relish.
Her cheeks were puffed up, and there was a piece of meat on her chopsticks. She was concentrating on eating and obviously didn't hear what they said at all.
The emperor frowned.
The hall was so noisy, and how could he hear Zhiyu's thoughts while she was sitting there?
He coughed lightly and said loudly, "Zhiyu, come to me."
The noisy sounds suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the figure who was eating.
[I’m so annoyed! I’m enjoying my meal! ]
Jiang Zhiyu swallowed the food in his mouth, stood up and walked towards the upper seat.
She bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty."
The emperor smiled slightly and looked around: "Go sit with Yan Ting, closer to me."
He Yanting's seat was located to the right of the emperor's lower throne, and directly opposite him was the seat of Crown Prince Xiao Lingyu.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's thoughts instantly became chaotic.
Gou Yuanjing even accidentally knocked over the wine glass.
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
She cursed in her heart and walked towards He Yanting.
[What are you doing? Can't you just let me eat in peace? ]
【Those who work hard, those who work hard, those who work hard are all the best! 】
[I haven't tasted enough of the food on my table yet. Besides, how can one person handle a meal for two people...]
[Hiss, what is this?!]
Jiang Zhiyu looked at the dishes on He Yanting's table, which were obviously much more upscale than hers, and tears flowed from the corners of her mouth.
[Emperor, you did a great job!]
【It smells so good! 】
emperor:"……"
Gou Yuanjing looked at He Yanting and Jiang Zhiyu, who looked like a golden boy and a jade girl at the table, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
He bumped into it!
Especially when he saw He Yanting move to the side and serve Jiang Zhiyu the food with his own hands, the light in his eyes became even brighter.
Song Shiwei was filled with hatred and anger, and his shoulders kept shaking.
Why! Why is Jiang Zhiyu so lucky!
Even the emperor treats her so well? ! ! !
After Jiang Zhiyu took her seat, the atmosphere became lively again. Dancers performed in the center of the hall, and ministers raised their wine glasses and talked loudly.
The emperor listened for a while, and Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts were all about how delicious this was and how good that was. He chuckled in his heart and no longer paid attention to her.
Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, Concubine Yu laughed and said, "Your Majesty, didn't you agree to choose a marriage for Yan Li?"
She spoke in a long, coquettish tone, and the emperor tilted his head to look at her: "Why, my beloved concubine, whose daughter have you taken a fancy to?"
Upon hearing this, the noble ladies all lowered their heads.
Everyone knows that the Sixth Prince is stupid, and no one is willing to tie his future to such a stupid prince.
What's more, before Concubine Yu gained favor, she was just a little palace maid.
Who can guarantee how long the favor she now enjoys will last?
Only Song Shiwei straightened her back, fearing that Concubine Yu would not notice her.
She looked at the noble ladies in the room with their heads bowed and snorted in her heart.
What do they know? The Sixth Prince is the one most likely to take that position!
The position of queen must be hers!
Concubine Yu looked at the noble ladies' reactions with a cold look in her eyes. Even if her child was mentally retarded, he was still a prince!
What right do they have to dislike?!
A bunch of blind people!
When her gaze fell on Song Shiwei, she felt a little warmer.
She feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Ah!", looking at Song Shiwei: "I wonder whose daughter this is, but she has the same taste as me."
The emperor looked over and realized that they were wearing the same colored dresses. He chuckled and said, "You've been in the palace all this time and haven't seen her before. This is Prime Minister Jiang's adopted daughter, her name is..."
The emperor was suddenly stuck, obviously unable to remember what Song Shiwei's name was.
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