The Legends of Consort De

Dong Yun advised her with tears in her eyes, "No matter how angry you are, you have to take care of your body. Only when you are healthy can you argue with her.

"Up there?" "Above where?" The Zhao Fei gave a cold and sorrowful laugh, "There is no one in this palace who can help me make decisions."

Yi Gui watched the scene unfold without blinking, and casually replied: "I'm not an imperial physician, what use is there going?"

Bu Chang Zai gave her a nudge and laughed: "You're saying those words again, but it's painful to talk about that, yet you still take it as a joke." He sighed even more softly, "At least we're lucky that the palace doesn't have a master. Even if we don't, we'll still be able to live comfortably."

Lan Qi nodded in agreement, "Be content with what you have."

However, this farce, although it looked as if the Tong Fei had all the face on the surface, but not long later, the Empress Dowager called her over to give a private lecture. Although they had a deep grudge, Empress Dowager still felt that it was possible to suppress it with just a few words. Otherwise, this little Tong Fei would become more domineering and make a ruckus.

At the same time, Xuan Ye who lived alone in the Mount Yuquan knew about all of this very quickly. The Eunuch Li laughed bitterly and told him about what had happened in the palace in the recent days.

The Eunuch Li continued, "The day before yesterday, you had instructed me to return all of the rice grasses and chickens I sent back to the palace.

It was only then that Xuan Ye looked at him and smiled slightly, as if he was talking to himself. "That's good, she only likes to eat meat."

Sure enough, on this day, when the Empress Dowager received the chicken that the Emperor had sent over for them to eat, they got Senior Servant Su Mala to send over to the various courtyards of the different palaces and took two of them. In the afternoon, Lan Qi urged Huan Chun to cook them in the small kitchen.

As the weather was hot and quiet recently, Lan Qi's appetite was sickly every day. Huan Chun originally thought that her master was in the middle of a bitter summer, so she tried to think of a way to eat something warm and refreshing, but she never started to get angry, instead, she started to think about eating a big mouthful of meat.

Bu Chang Zai was the complete opposite, she didn't like chicken soup that was stewed so greasy. She gave her share to Huan Chun and the others, allowing them to enjoy it themselves.

On the Cining Palace's side, Su Mala's mother had also stewed a chicken soup. Empress Dowager found it hot and greasy and refused to eat it.

"The Emperor's thoughts are completely unfounded. Eunuch Li actually had the intention of sending his eldest disciple to remind this servant." Su Mala smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that you won't be willing to give it to me, or let others do it for you, shortening the reward for palace of the dead."

Seeing that her master was puzzled, the mama laughed again. "Don't you know? Wu Chang Zai likes to eat meat, although she is delicate, elegant and quiet, her body is thin, but she really likes to eat meat. When she served the Emperor, she changed the menu in the imperial diet kitchen.

"It can be seen that this isn't a person who is filial to me, but the person who used me to pamper him?" Empress Dowager laughed and sighed, "That's good too, now he knows how to love me."