Chapter 5 — The Emperor Favors His Royal Highness, I Make Him No Longer Emperor

Today she was wearing a garnet red brocade dress. On his head was a whole set of red gold jewelry inlaid with pink gems. In the middle of the eyelids there is still a flower field. The makeup is so sophisticated that it looks like she's about to step onto a stage to perform a opera. Today she really dared to wear it. Pomegranate red color. Compared to the main rose, it is only half a shade darker. But it's definitely not the color a concubine should use. That red gold jewelry set has seven pieces. The standards are far beyond her rank of Noble Concubine. There are flowers in the middle of the eyelids. It is a type of jewelry that only the Queen can use on official occasions. I look at the way she dresses. Then slowly sat down in the chair position.

“Everyone stand up.”

Everyone stood up simultaneously. Everyone goes to their own place. Lam Nhuoc Lan walked to the position below my right hand and sat down. After sitting still. She just turned her head to look at me, smiling slightly.

“The Queen's face is much better today.”

“It seems that the tonic medicine I brought is still effective.”

“Have you ever brought supplements?”

I received the cup of tea from Ngoc Tran's hand. Not quickly, not slowly, take a sip.

“Why doesn't this palace know?”

The smile on Lam Nhuoc Lan's face suddenly stiffened. Ngoc Tran stood next to him and replied in a low voice:

“Your Majesty.”

“Your Highness really has something for someone to bring.”

“The slave has accepted it.”

“It's just that the lady was resting at that time.”

“This slave does not dare to alarm anyone.”

I looked at Lam Nhuoc Lan.

“Then this palace must thank you.”

“Your Majesty is too talkative.”

Lam Nhuoc Lan raised her glass of wine and took a sip. Taking the opportunity to hide the hint of dissatisfaction that appeared in the bottom of his eyes. The banquet hasn't started yet. She has already lost a game. A noble concubine brought things to the Queen. As a result, the Queen did not even know. If this story gets out. The person who lost face was not the Queen. It's her. The Emperor arrived nearly half an hour later than the scheduled time. When entering. The person's face is not very easy to see. It's like I've just finished approving a pile of documents piled as high as a mountain. Mentally still not fully recovered. The dark blue dragon robe on his body made him look a bit older than his actual age. There is also a pale blue halo under the eyes. He quickly sat down in the chair position. First take a look at Lam Nhuoc Lan. Then he looked at me.

“Are you all here yet?”

“Let's get started.”

No polite words. There was no question for the Queen. There wasn't even a single Mid-Autumn Festival wish. I raised the cup of wine in front of me. Silently observing the reactions of everyone in the hall. The banquet officially begins. The sound of jade cups colliding endlessly. Laughter continued to ring out. Dishes are served one by one. There is cinnamon flower duck. There is tofu with crab brick sauce. There are moon cakes filled with lotus seeds. There is also a dish called "Thiem Cung with Cinnamon Extract". It's actually just lotus roots stuffed with sticky rice and seasoned with cinnamon flowers. It's just that Lam Nhuoc Lan gave it a new name. It also sounds quite suitable for the Mid-Autumn Festival atmosphere. I only tasted one piece. Then put down your chopsticks. Not because it's not delicious. These dishes are all very delicious. It's even more refined than before. But that's because it's so delicious. So we feel like something is not right. The general manager of Ngu Thien room is Luu Thai director. The Queen Mother's people. His skills. I have been eating for twelve years. The taste is absolutely not like this.

“Ngoc Tran.”

“Who made these dishes today?”

Ngoc Tran leaned close to my ear and whispered:

“Your Majesty.”

“It's the chef that the Royal Highness invited from outside the palace.”

“Eunuch Liu has been sent to the Cold Palace to work.”

“The current person is new.”

I nodded slightly. Even the Ngu Thien room was replaced. Lam Nhuoc Lan's arms were indeed long enough. After three weeks of alcohol. The atmosphere in the palace gradually became more bustling. Several concubines took turns serving wine. The emperor drank a few cups. His expression also softened a bit. Occasionally, he would lean over and laugh a few words with Lam Nhuoc Lan. It seems that the mood is not bad. Right at that moment. Lam Nhuoc Lan stood up. She raised her glass of wine. Take a few steps towards the Emperor. But suddenly stopped. Like I just remembered something. She turned around. Face me.

“Your Highness the Queen.”

She smiled and raised the glass of wine in her hand.

“My concubine, please borrow this cup of wine for your majesty.”

"Wishing you a happy and prosperous life, Princess Phuong."

Her voice is not loud. But it's not small either.