Chapter 40 Meeting the Chef

Today’s lunch is Jiangnan cuisine made by Chef Yu, just because Jiang Xinyue said last night that she wanted to taste the delicacies of Jiangnan.

The people in the kitchen of Yu still know how to return a favor.

There is a thick layer of white snow in the yard. Several palace maids are sweeping the snow in the yard. The world wrapped in silver is particularly charming.

In this scene, Jiang Xinyue is in a poetic mood.

After thinking for a long time, she finally managed to compose a line of Song Zhiwen’s "Snow in the Garden": "I don’t know if the snow in the yard fell today, I suspect that the flowers in the forest bloomed last night." Just as she was about to

make another... no... another sentence, Wang Dequan walked in from outside the palace gate.

Jiang Xinyue quickly put on her clothes and asked Xi Que to go out and greet him. Xi Que said to everyone she met: "Eunuch Wang, what wind brought you here in this heavy snow? It made me, Xi Que, chirp."

What she meant was that when Eunuch Wang came, there must be something good in Hexi Palace.

Wang Dequan smiled with great satisfaction: "Has your queen had her meal?"

Xi Que thought about it, should she say yes or no?

Would the emperor want to summon her mistress to have dinner together?

Wang Dequan knew she was overthinking when he saw her expression. He shook his whisk and said, "Jiang Shaoqing is in the study room

of Yu and is discussing with the emperor about the reception of envoys from various countries at the New Year's banquet. The emperor asked us to invite your majesty to come over." There are many concubines who will never see their families again after entering the palace. But the emperor loves Zhen Guirong very much and specially asked him to take Zhen Guirong to the study room of Yu.

Although he never said that they should meet, isn't it obvious?

Is he going to meet the cheap father of this body?

Jiang Xinyue recalled the way the father and daughter got along...

Fortunately, the cheap father gave birth to five daughters, each of whom he carefully cultivated and sent to the palace to pave the way for the Jiang family.

Jiang Yutong is the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family. She was not originally among those who entered the palace. Her stepfather treated the three concubines as goods, but did not count the two legitimate daughters.

It was this idiot Jiang Yutong who fell in love with the emperor at first sight at the palace banquet, starved herself to death, and insisted on entering the palace. That’s why her stepfather packed them in and sent them in together.

Why didn’t she dress up as Jiang Yutong or her sister Jiang Yulin?

The legitimate daughter of the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple is not a low status. If she finds a handsome man of equal status outside the palace and marries him as her legal wife, she will live more comfortably than in the palace!

While her thoughts were churning, she had already arrived at the study.

From a distance, she could see two slightly hunched backs talking to the emperor.

Jiang Xinyue's sixth sense told her that the tall, thin, middle-aged man on the left, with a somewhat straight and handsome head, was her adopted father.

After all, it was impossible for the short, fat, gray-haired old man on the right to give birth to such a beautiful daughter like her.

"Your servant has seen the emperor."

A soft and crisp voice sounded. Jiang Shaoqing and Shangfeng turned around and saw a beautiful woman in palace dress bowing.

Jiang Shaoqing smiled and said, "I have seen the Empress Zhenguirong."

"Father, there is no need to be polite."

"My beloved, come to my side."

Jiang Xinyue only had time to take a close look at her adopted father before she walked quickly towards Emperor Xuanwu.

As expected of this body's biological father, he was indeed very handsome, with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and deep facial features. In modern terms, he was a beautiful woman with a strong complexion.

But her stepfather is a handsome man.

Jiang Xinyue's facial features should be a combination of the advantages of her father and her mother. She is beautiful and pure, and charming. She is pure and lustful. She looks like Jiang Shaoqing.

The other six points should be her mother, the famous beauty in Kyoto. Did

Emperor Xuanwu call her here just to let them meet?

Impossible, he is not so kind.

"Jiang Shaoqing has a good daughter. My Zhen Guirong has brought me so many surprises since she entered the palace. The barbecue and fried chicken that I just talked about with the two beloved ministers were all thought up by Zhen Guirong. And the twelve-woman music band at the banquet was also choreographed by her. I think... if she tells it herself, she may be able to explain it more clearly than I can."

Yikun Palace -

Fenyun looked at the empress who was half lying on the bed with a sick face with worry: "Your Majesty, Zhen Guirong went to the study room of Yu. It's been an afternoon and she hasn't come out yet."

Empress Zhu's face was pale. She coughed a few times before saying: "Honglu Temple Minister and Jiang Shaoqing are in the study room. The emperor is pitying them. She, found an opportunity for her to meet her father. "

Fenyun pursed her lips: "Your Majesty, the emperor is welcoming her in the cold palace, and it was arranged by the study. Isn't he too concerned?"

Thinking of the emperor's warning last night, Empress Zhu coughed even more violently. Fenyun hurried forward to pat her on the back. Empress Zhu said after a while: "I remind myself again and again that I can't underestimate anyone in the harem. Even so, I still underestimate her again and again. Let's wait and see. If she is as ambitious as Concubine Li, I will never tolerate her." Even if

the emperor would be angry, she must maintain her dignity as the master of the harem.

Anyway, the emperor had no feelings for her from beginning to end, but it was just a combination of interests.

She has the right to keep her dignity, and the emperor must give her face.

The emperor and the empress are one.

There is no moon or stars today, the sky is gloomy, and there is a sign of impending storm.

Jiang Xinyue and her adoptive father walked side by side. The emperor allowed her to see her adoptive father out of the palace.

Taking advantage of the time on the road, they could chat about family matters.

She didn't care about the Jiang family, but since she occupied Jiang Xinyue's body, she had to show filial piety on her behalf.

After hesitating for a long time, she broke the silence: "Father, are Aunt Ruan, Brother Ze, and Sister Yan all okay?"

Jiang Shaoqing stopped, and Jiang Xinyue stopped too.

"Do you have anything to do with your sister's death? Your mother asked me to ask this. When the news of Yutong's death reached home, your mother went crazy and wanted to beat your aunt and sister Yan to death. As your father, I know that you have a hard time in the palace, so I just want to ask you one question: did you do it yourself?"

"No!"

Jiang Xinyue replied, "She was stupid. She was abandoned by the emperor and instigated by others. She came to my palace in a red dress and hanged herself. She wanted to become a fierce ghost to kill me."

"Your words are enough."

Jiang Shaoqing smiled gently and said, "As for Aunt Ruan and your sister-in-law, your father will take good care of them. You can rest assured and do your best to serve the emperor. Everything at home is under your father's care."

Jiang Xinyue nodded, and her stepfather finally spoke a human word.

"You have been in the palace for more than half a year. I heard that the emperor also dotes on you. Why is there no movement in your belly? In the deep palace, it is better to have a prince by your side."

Is it to pave the way for your official career?

Just now he became a human being, and in an instant he turned into a dog.

But Jiang Xinyue still agreed, and the main point was that she was obedient and filial.

Anyway, the belly was hers, and she had the final say whether she wanted to have a baby or not, and she was too lazy to argue with these people.

After chatting about Ze'er's recent situation, the palace gate was just around the corner.

Not sure if it was the emotions left in this body or something else, but Jiang Xinyue's nose felt sour and she inexplicably wanted to cry.