As her birth mother, she always knew that the emperor harbored a woman he could not have deep in his heart, a woman who probably had some things in common with Consort Chen. That's why the emperor treated Consort Chen very well and even had two children with her.
The empress, who was always dignified and virtuous, did not receive much favor.
Oh well, forced love is never sweet.
Thinking this, the Empress Dowager placed a piece of steamed fish on Chu Yuan's plate, saying, "You seem to have lost weight since you entered the palace a month ago. Eat more."
Chu Yuan looked up, almost moved to tears.
Has the Empress Dowager finally found out?
She lived next door, in an awkward position. The Imperial Household Department treated her differently depending on who she was, and what kind of junk food she was given every day.
Even a dog wouldn't eat that!
So Chu Yuan's recent frequent visits to the Empress Dowager's place aren't entirely for her to be a reading machine; they're for the purpose of getting free meals.
After obediently eating the piece of fish, Chu Yuan blinked and praised, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Did I eat too much?"
However, the food here is always better than elsewhere.
Perhaps it's because the ingredients are all grown by themselves?
Since Ji Yun had nothing else to do, she could help tend the vegetable garden. After clearing away all the harmful plants and changing the soil, she could replant everything. Not only would it satisfy her appetite, but the flowers and fruit would also be beautiful to look at – a win-win situation.”
Not knowing how much longer she would be confined in the palace, Chu Yuan needed to find herself a long-term meal ticket.
She'll grab a spot first, then let the system do the work while she reaps the benefits without lifting a finger.
The Empress Dowager had no objection to this and said with a smile, "If you like it, just come."
Looking at this harmonious scene, the emperor couldn't help but smile. "I have a book called 'Essentials of Agricultural Administration' that talks about crop cultivation. Later, Ji Yun, you will come with me to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and I will have someone find it for you."
Chu Yuan nodded, just about to add "Okay," when Dugu Ling, dressed in a light gold and white robe, rushed in and said urgently, "No, Ji Yun, you can't go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with Father!"
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