Chapter 5 — On the day of Your Majesty's wedding, I personally offered the condolence

Dinner was served continuously like running water. Because we had to take care of Tiet Nhu Ngoc's taste, the dishes were all frugal. I'm still thinking about the thought that just passed by just now, and when I eat it, I feel even more bland and tasteless.

"You must not be used to eating, right? Since I was pregnant, I haven't been able to swallow any meat or fish. Your Majesty has been eating like this with me for half a month now. Or should I ask someone to make a few other dishes for you?"

"Ngoc Nhi, it's okay. You'll get used to these dishes after you eat them a lot. They're so delicately made."

Bui Canh Tram's mouth is extremely biased. Even the servants in my palace know that I am neither bitter nor happy. Feeling frustrated, I really don't want to pay attention to them anymore. I just had to turn my anger into motivation and eat a few more bites. Anyway, days still have to pass. The congratulatory offerings from the concubines and matrons were brought into Huy Nguyet Dien one after another like an endless stream. Bui Canh Tram organized a banquet in the palace, inviting the masters to sit and gather together. At a gathering like this, of course it's inevitable that the ladies and aunts will whisper. My ears soon got used to those wind and rain words.

"Your majesty, this is the dress that His Majesty sent someone to bring. His Majesty said that you and I will wear the same style."

Ngoc A Nguyen. If she meets Tiet Nhu Ngoc later, she will also wear the same outfit, and also wear a concentric jade pendant, I'm afraid she will be so angry that she will cry.

"A Nguyen, you go help me arrange the art room first. Come back later, I want to paint."

It's still better to chase A Nguyen away first. Otherwise, if she sees that scene later, she will secretly cry again.

“Then as compensation for the head maid's late arrival, can you draw a portrait for me when I return?”

“Then it remains to be seen whether your disaster room arrangements satisfy me or not.”

I went to Huy Nguyet Dien to find Bui Canh Tram, just as the two of them were preparing to go out. Tiet Nhu Ngoc wore a white silk dress, covered with a thin layer of gauze. The dress is embroidered with large purple flowers, interspersed with delicate gold thread patterns. Bui Canh Tram's clothes were the same color as mine, both black and embroidered with gold thread, the only difference being that the pattern on his body was a dragon and phoenix. Both of them wore blue jade pendants on their waists, which were tokens of their love. Although the appearance is simple, it is definitely not comparable to an ordinary jade pendant. I restrained my expression and pretended not to see anything. Bui Canh Tram extended his hand towards me, I could only obey and put my hand there. His hand was warm, but I felt cold all over my body, even my palms were covered in cold sweat. Indeed, even if we live again, for Bui Canh Tram, I will only have an unpleasant feeling left. Perhaps Bui Canh Tram felt that difference. He used his fingertips to gently caress my hand, as if comforting me. After receiving everyone's bowing, Bui Canh Tram and I sat down. Tiet Nhu Ngoc's seat was arranged right next to him.

“My concubine would like to wish Concubine Ngung a very happy life.”

"This palace also wishes my sister an early birth to her baby dragon."

Rituals like this are inherently indispensable. I raised my cup and drank it all in one gulp. The pungent wine flows down the throat, burning hot along the intestines.

“Thank you, Queen ladies and sisters. If it weren't for the little guy in my stomach, I would definitely drink a few more cups with everyone. Your Majesty, please drink for me."

Tiet Nhu Ngoc acted spoiled with Bui Canh Tram, but of course he had a pampered look on his face and drank three cups for her.

"Your Majesty really favors Sister Ngong Phi, making all of us sisters jealous."

"That's right, the outfit Sister Ngong Phi is wearing today is the same style as His Majesty, it's so beautiful!"

“Don't talk nonsense. Your Majesty is clearly wearing the same style as the Queen!”

The group of talented people and concubines below, as promised, began to discuss today's clothes and talk endlessly. At that moment, A Nguyen passed by with an expressionless face, but his mouth was pouting up to the sky.

“Your Majesty, tell me, are your clothes the same style as His Majesty?”

Lady Thuc pretended to be innocent, pointed her sharp nose at me, but the corners of her lips could not hide the sarcasm.