Chapter Thirty-Four: Serving the Emperor
The princess, completely unaware of Jiang Huan's inner thoughts, simply said, "Sister Jiang, are you even listening? We must try to get the Imperial Uncle to choose you every time!"
The princess downed the iced tea in one gulp, then her eyes lit up and she poured herself another cup.
She never imagined that black tea could be prepared in this way. It tasted incredibly sweet and refreshing. Having a pot of it on a hot summer day would be the most comfortable thing ever.
From this perspective, the princess would be even more eager for Jiang Huan to gain Huo Lin's favor.
"Your sister Jiang isn't hard of hearing yet."
"But I can't serve the emperor every day, my body can't take it, my body can't take it..."
As Jiang Huan spoke, she glanced outside the door and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when she found that only Xiao Zhao was there.
Otherwise, this statement seems somewhat treasonous...
"Sister Jiang, don't underestimate yourself. With so many skills, winning over the Emperor's heart will be easy for you."
Jiang Huan was sweating bullets inside. Oh no, this is getting weirder and weirder.
The princess was unaware of Jiang Huan's inner thoughts; she simply kept encouraging her.
After staying for a while, he was in a hurry to tell Jiang Huan to prepare, and then he left.
After seeing the princess off, Jiang Huan sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at her own face, which looked as if she were facing death.
As a young woman of impeccable character in the 21st century, how could she possibly give herself to a feudal emperor so easily!
No! Absolutely not!
We need to think of a solution quickly; she definitely doesn't want to serve the emperor.
Unlike Xiao Zhao, who was busy thinking about how to dress up Jiang Huan, Jiang Huan's eyes lit up and she rushed straight to the kitchen of Weiyang Palace.
Xiao Zhao had just found a nice-looking dress when she saw Jiang Huan walking out.
She called out anxiously, "Hey! My lady! Where are you going!"
"I'm going to prepare some food for the Emperor." With these words left behind, Jiang Huan quickly walked away.
Given the Emperor's love of food, the only way to avoid being summoned to the Emperor's bedchamber this time is through food.
It would be best to make the emperor so engrossed in food that he forgets about needing her to serve him in bed.
Moreover, she felt that the Emperor's ambitions lay elsewhere.
She's definitely using the pretense of serving the emperor to get an extra meal!
Jiang Huan skillfully entered the small kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and was ready to show off her skills.
When Xiao Zhao followed and saw Jiang Huan like this, she was both amused and exasperated.
"My lady, you haven't dressed up yet."
Jiang Huan was busy selecting ingredients and casually waved her hand when she heard this.
"Oh dear, dressing up is nothing compared to cooking. Xiao Zhao, what do you think I should make for His Majesty tonight?"
She's still getting dressed up; she can't wait to put on a chef's hat and go see Huo Lin.
Tell Huo Lin that you are his loyal cook, free from worldly desires!
"My lady, what time is it? Why are you still thinking about making food?" Xiao Zhao looked at Jiang Huan, who didn't seem to care about her appearance at all, and was very anxious.
"Now that His Majesty has finally summoned you to his bedchamber again, you must seize this opportunity to firmly capture His Majesty's heart!"
In Xiao Zhao's opinion, her mistress is so beautiful and is currently favored by the emperor. If she dresses up properly, she won't have to worry about not getting the emperor's favor.
If this visit happens a few more times and the lady becomes pregnant, that would be even better.
Jiang Huan could only give Xiao Zhao a deep look; she was now suffering in silence, unable to express her bitterness.
But Xiao Zhao was wandering around, completely overwhelmed, and it wouldn't work if she wasn't appeased.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Huan suddenly asked, "Xiao Zhao, have you ever heard a saying?"
Xiao Zhao asked, "What did you say?"
"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach," Jiang Huan said with an air of seriousness.
Although she didn't want to win the emperor's heart, she did want to win his stomach.
Xiao Zhao looked at Jiang Huan suspiciously, "Really?"
Jiang Huan began her deceptive tactics, "Look, the Emperor initially treated me differently, wasn't it because my cooking was delicious?"
"His promotion to Noble Lady and entry into Weiyang Palace were all thanks to my patient guidance, spoonful by spoonful."
Xiao Zhao thought about it and realized it was true.
Seeing that Xiao Zhao was wavering, Jiang Huan quickly pressed on, saying, "That's why I'm using this tactic to win favor; it's more effective than wearing five hundred beautiful clothes."
Xiao Zhao was persuaded by Jiang Huan and volunteered to work as her assistant.
The two busied themselves in the kitchen and quickly prepared the food, after which they were carried to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Along the way, many things flashed through Jiang Huan's mind.
She gripped the food box tightly, hoping that Huo Lin would focus on the food.
But what if... what if the food temptation fails, what if she guesses wrong...?
If the Emperor really wants her to serve him in bed...
Jiang Huan looked conflicted, so she had no choice but to close her eyes and go all out.
Otherwise, in the near future, she too will be carried out of the palace, onto the guillotine, and into the underworld.
Fortunately, the young emperor was good-looking, so she didn't lose out by sleeping with him for just one night.
While they were still struggling with their decision, they arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Jiang Huan entered the room and immediately saw the Emperor standing in front of the window.
"This concubine greets Your Majesty."
"Hmm." Huo Lin merely raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jiang Huan indifferently.
[Consort Zhuang is still my favorite; my midnight snack is beckoning!]
[It seems that serving the emperor in bed isn't so bad after all. Without ministers or Wang Degui, I can enjoy delicious food all to myself without having to listen to any nagging.]
[Yes, we'll need to recruit more often in the future!]
Jiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief and walked a few steps to the Emperor's side.
This heartfelt voice, like an angel's, is her salvation!
She said, "How could the Emperor suddenly change his ways?"
Fortunately, Huo Lin is still the same Huo Lin.
"Your Majesty, I have prepared some food for you," Jiang Huan said, placing the food box on the table.
Just as he was about to open the food box, a shadow suddenly fell over him.
Jiang Huan was somewhat taken aback. As soon as she looked up, she saw Huo Lin leaning towards her.
In the dim candlelight, his face was shrouded in a soft glow, the cold contours softened by the gentle light, and his handsome features appeared even more profound in the interplay of light and shadow.
There was a faint serenity in his eyes, as if he were hiding endless thoughts, making people want to explore them.
Jiang Huan was stunned for a moment, watching Huo Lin get closer and closer, so close that she could almost smell the faint ambergris in his breath.
The fragrance lingered around her, making her heart beat faster involuntarily.
Almost subconsciously, she tilted her head slightly and met Huo Lin's gaze.
etc.
Something seems off about how things are developing!
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