The sky was still hazy, with a faint glimmer of dawn.

Wu Qing slowly sat up from the bed, wearing a straw bun, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Jinxiu walked into the inner room quietly and urged quietly, "Master, it's getting late, you should get up."

"Don't forget, you have to pay your respects to the Queen today."

How are you?

Wu Qing shook his head in a daze.

Her eyes wandered, and when she saw the overly elegantly decorated window, she remembered where she was.

Oh, yes, she is in Kunning Palace now, not Linhua Palace.

After the queen fell seriously ill, all ceremonies of paying respects were put aside.

However, Concubine Lin was already annoyed by the flashy women in the palace and had no intention of meeting them, so she simply cancelled everyone's greetings.

Wu Qing couldn't get up in the morning, so Concubine Lin just let her do as she pleased. She never forced her to come and pay her respects, and let her sleep in.

Now that Wu Qing has moved into Kunning Palace, as a member of the Queen's palace, it is reasonable for him to go and greet the Queen in the morning.

Before leaving, Wu Qing glanced at the things on the table.

——Originally there were two thick lists, but now there is only one left.

She looked away, yawned, and thought lazily:

[So you were waiting for me here? ]

[The night raider took the roster away and deliberately slowed down my pace, so that I couldn't complete the work on time.]

[And if the Queen knew that the list was lost, I would be in trouble. She wanted me to leave a bad impression on the Queen.]

[…Who doesn’t want me to interfere in palace affairs? ]

[Not many people know about this matter, and he was able to run into my room in the middle of the night. This person must be someone from Kunning Palace.]

Wu Qing walked lazily, with her plain face unmade up, as she lazily walked into the queen's living room.

This feeling of relaxation may be unique in the palace.

When Aunt Xiwen saw her clean face, she frowned slightly and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"My lady, if you come to pay your respects to the Queen, you should dress up properly to show your respect." Aunt Xiwen scolded.

"This is Kunning Palace, not Linhua Palace. The Queen is dignified and virtuous. How can she be compared to someone as casual as the Imperial Concubine?"

Xiwen reminded her, "My lady, you should show more respect to the Empress. In this harem, the Empress is the most honorable one, so my lady, please don't make a mistake."

Wu Qing said leisurely: "Auntie, have you ever heard a saying?"

Aunt Xiwen was slightly stunned and looked at her in confusion.

Wu Qing said: "The completion of fashion is the face."

She pulled open her eyelids and made a face: "My eyes are just this big."

She pulled her facial skin apart, stretched it to its tightest and then released it.

The collagen on the face is shaking and full of elasticity.

"As for my face, it has already been shaped. No matter how much makeup I put on, I can't become a great beauty." Wu Qing smiled.

Xiwen was confused by this rude action that showed no concern for his image.

"Even if you put three layers of powder on me, I won't be half as beautiful as the imperial concubine." Wu Qing sighed.

"The same clothes look like a sack on me, but look avant-garde on the imperial concubine."

"Aunt, do you think this is the truth?"

Xiwen was a little confused by her words, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was some truth in them.

Wu Qing spread her hands and said nonchalantly, "Since I'm still ugly even with makeup on, what's the point of putting on makeup? It's better not to put on makeup, so as not to waste good makeup."

Xiwen thought about it, but still felt that something was not right.

The concubines dressed up carefully, which was a way of showing respect to the Empress, but in the mouth of Concubine Ji, it became just a simple way of dressing up.

Lady Ji was just too lazy to dress up, and she even made up such a specious excuse to fool her!

Xiwen was about to argue with Concubine Ji to expose her true thoughts.

Inside the room, the queen's voice came from afar, flowing in the air like a spring, clear and cold.

"I have heard Lady Ji's voice a long time ago, why are you still lingering at the door?"

There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in that voice.

Xiwen gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger, and let Wu Qing in.

Wu Qing seemed not to care.

She shook her head slightly and winked at Xiwen with her left eye mischievously.

Wu Qing's lips curled up in a smug arc, as if showing off, "Look, I still won."

The smug look on this villain's face made Xiwen's eyelids twitch and he clenched his fists.

Wu Qing walked in triumphantly, walked to the Queen's bed and paid his respects to her.

Looking at her expression, she was just about to spin in a circle to express her happiness.

Asking her to put on makeup during the early morning shift? Impossible!

The queen looked at her joyful face and couldn't help but chuckle, "Girl, you are so cheerful so early in the morning, is there any good news?"

[Isn't it nice not to have to bother with makeup? 】

[I like to wear makeup, but I don’t like to wear makeup for work. Why do only women have to wear makeup, but not men? ]

[If you ask me, it's the emperor who needs to wear foundation. He has serious forehead wrinkles. Wouldn't the court officials think he looks old? ]

The Queen coughed.

[What's more, I can also annoy Xiwen at the same time, which is even more satisfying. ]

[In the original book, after the Queen passed away, Xiwen was transferred to the Shanggong Bureau. She relied on the fact that she was the Queen's personal maid and had a bad temper. No matter who tried to please her, it was useless.]

The queen shook her head, revealing a bit of helplessness and indulgence.

It turns out that Concubine Ji still has the mentality of a child.

The Queen ordered, "Come and sit down. I'm sorry to trouble you to accompany me to drink porridge today."

Wu Qing was nominally there to tend to the empress' illness, so all his food had to be the same as the empress's.

The queen was on the couch, so she sat on a small stool beside the couch, taking a bowl of porridge and sipping it.

The porridge that can be given to the queen is naturally not a simple porridge.

This porridge may look ordinary on the surface, but it actually holds a secret.

Wu Qing took a bite and his eyes started to sparkle, as if he had discovered some treasure.

[Wow! Such delicious porridge! There must be a lot of good things in this soup base... I'll take another sip... Gulp gulp...]

[Abalone, sea cucumber, live scallops... Damn, I ate ginseng. ]

[After filling it up like this, feel it and see if there is any bleeding under my nose. ]

[Hiccup, this is so delicious even without MSG, your cooking skills are really good. ]

"Eat slowly. If it's not enough, I'll have someone go to the imperial kitchen to get another bowl."

Wu Qing nodded and continued to eat heartily.

The queen looked at Wu Qing's satisfied expression and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

She knew that this bowl of porridge not only satisfied Concubine Ji's taste buds, but also brought the two closer together.

If she wants to pull Concubine Ji over from the Imperial Concubine, she still needs to put in a lot of effort.