The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their faces flushing red with embarrassment.
It turns out their destiny wasn't in the palace, but they hesitated when faced with the chaotic world outside if they actually left the palace.
Linghu Lan's face was solemn as she spoke: "Those who leave the palace will be granted the titles of County Princess and Princess, and will be married by His Majesty. When they get married, His Majesty and I will present them with a dowry. They will be equally honored and glorious. The man in the painting is your match made in heaven. To put it bluntly, His Majesty is my match made in heaven. If you are still stubborn and continue to stay in the palace, you will only die of old age. I have seen how I have done things through the Virtuous Consort and the Empress Dowager. I'm sure you know it very well."
Everyone tensed up, and the lingering, improper thoughts in their hearts gradually subsided.
Su Niaoyue lowered her eyes slightly. The Empress was unwilling to deal with them, not unable to. She thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to leave the palace."
Linghu Lan felt relieved and nodded. "I will order you to take a palace maid back with you. If you encounter any difficulties at home, you can write to me and I will take care of it for you."
Su Niaoyue's eyes were filled with tears. "Thank you so much, Your Majesty. I am deeply grateful."
The others also hurriedly expressed their gratitude and indicated their willingness to leave the palace.
Linghu Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief; the matter was finally resolved.
Suddenly, a soft, sweet voice rang in my ears.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, they've all left. What am I to do? Am I to marry a drunken duck, a poached chicken, a pork tenderloin, or a 'ten-fortune' pork?"
Linghu Lan: "..."
You must have been out of your mind to let you into the palace.
t_t~
However, even with tears in their eyes, they had to send off the women they had chosen.
"Go home as soon as possible, and let your cook learn from the imperial chefs for a few days so he can cook for you every day."
"No, no, no, Your Majesty, you don't know, the taste of food prepared by different cooks is different, and the ingredients are also different. The ingredients in my household are not as good as those in the palace. Moreover, I have to eat whatever the cook at home makes, and I have no choice at all. Your Majesty, please let me marry a royal chef in the palace."
Linghu Lan stumbled. Are you serious?
The answer is, it's really serious.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please grant my request!" Li Bai persisted.
Linghu Lan was furious. "You think I'll only spoil you, don't you?"
She shouted coldly, "Bring the head chef from the imperial kitchen over here."
"yes!"
Soon, the head chef of the imperial kitchen arrived. He was a middle-aged man around fifty years old who had never been to the inner courtyard before. Standing among a group of women with perfumes and cosmetics, he felt very uncomfortable.
"This servant greets Your Majesty the Empress."
"Get up!" Linghu Lan raised her hand, then turned to Li Bai and said, "Did you see that?"
Pear-white, nervous face nodded.
Linghu Lan then asked the imperial chef, "Don't be afraid. I summoned you here only to ask you a few questions. Just answer honestly."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Do you have a family?
"Yes, Your Majesty. I have been married for thirty-five years."
"Are you in charge of cooking the dishes in the imperial kitchen?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, is it because my cooking is not good?"
"No, it's delicious!" It's so delicious that it could be used to find a husband.
Linghu Lan turned to look at Li Bai and smiled, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Her round, pear-shaped face contorted with anxiety as she nervously fiddled with her fingers, asking the royal chef, "Excuse me, do you have a son? Is he a good cook?"
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