Listening to Mu Beichen's heartfelt words, Yu Qianqian seemed to be brainwashed without realizing it. She looked up and remained silent for a long time. She inexplicably felt that his words made a lot of sense and that every sentence hit the nail on the head. Under Mu Beichen's affectionate gaze, she nodded involuntarily.
Her eyes sparkled like stars; she was incredibly cute.
Against the backdrop of Mu Beichen's tall and slender figure, Yu Qianqian appeared particularly petite. She tilted her head back and stood on tiptoe to barely reach his chest. Half of her face was covered by a skin-colored mask, so her face still looked very delicate, with a captivating spirit between her brows and eyes.
With his right hand behind his back, Mu Beichen gradually bent forward into a bow shape. His cloud-patterned robe and black sleeves draped gracefully. He smiled and leaned closer to her face, a half-smile on his face: "By the way, you just said you came here specifically to serve me, is that true?"
"..."
Yu Qianqian was slightly taken aback. She looked up and met Mu Beichen's affectionate gaze. Suddenly, a mix of emotions welled up in her heart. She gritted her teeth and stammered, "Yes...yes."
"Good, good girl!" Mu Beichen gently patted her little head, smiling indulgently. "Little Qian'er, have your meal with me!"
Without a second thought, he grabbed Yu Qianqian's slender waist and left the Imperial Study.
They walked side by side and hand in hand down the road, their posture undoubtedly appearing very intimate to others. Before long, they attracted a large crowd of onlookers, with groups of palace maids and eunuchs whispering among themselves in every visible corner.
Some people in the shadows commented: "The Emperor has created a harem for the Empress, and they are inseparable every day. This true love is unprecedented and can be witnessed by Heaven and Earth."
Then came a sigh: "Your Majesty the Empress is so blessed! May His Majesty take good care of his health..."
And so, Yu Qianqian was inexplicably led to Luo Chen Palace by Mu Beichen.
Before long, it was time for dinner. The palace servants brought out an extremely rich variety of fine wines and delicacies, eventually filling a large table with a total of eighty-eight dishes.
So much good stuff!
That's outrageous!
Is this what the legendary Manchu Han Imperial Feast is all about?
Although Yu Qianqian had enjoyed a life of luxury since childhood, she had never seen so many delicacies at once. Her eyes were practically sparkling with excitement. The sandalwood dining table, which was over a hundred meters long, made Mu Beichen, who was sitting opposite her, appear quite far away from her.
"This...this is all prepared for me?" Yu Qianqian stared intently at the colorful and delicious dishes on the table, her eyes immediately lighting up. "Thank you for your hospitality. Then I won't be polite!"
He picked out a braised fish from among the colorful and exquisite dishes, threw away the chopsticks and bowls that were in the way, and brought the plate and fish to his mouth.
Because it is currently the hottest time of summer, the delicate flowers and green grass in the Imperial Garden have been almost withered by the sun. Early this morning, orders were issued to all departments to provide each person with an oil-paper umbrella to prevent heatstroke. Therefore, the palace servants who came and went today all carried umbrellas. However, Luo Chen Palace was surprisingly cool. Yu Qianqian felt comfortable as soon as she sat down.
She grabbed the fish with her bare hands, ready to put it directly into her mouth, but just then, she heard Mu Beichen's soft and weak voice come first: "My face is dirty, Xiao Qian'er, come and help me clean it."
"Huh?" Yu Qianqian turned around abruptly and saw from afar that Mu Beichen had a huge piece of vegetable stuck to his mouth, which immediately stunned her.
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