A wise man does not fall in love, and a noble concubine does not practice martial arts

Chapter 31 Summer Prayer Festival

After that, Liang Chenyue fell in love with the fact that it's nothing to make big tonic soup for Xiao Jingrong.

"Your Majesty, do we really not consider changing the ingredients?"

Every time Yingxiang and Yingrou watched from the sidelines, they were terrified.

"It's okay." Liang Chenyue thought for a while, and then said seriously, "Go and get a penalty kick, whip it, cut it, cut it, put it inside."

"Your Majesty, don't listen to Yingxiang." Yingrou immediately stepped forward and said kindly, "This servant thinks it's good for you to do this, the emperor will drink it clean every time!"

Although during the drinking process, Yingrou didn't dare to make a sound.

But in short, after drinking it, it is always right to follow the meaning of the empress.

It was almost cooked, she lifted the lid and looked at the soup inside, nodded with satisfaction and showed a loving smile.

"My lord, now I think feeding is quite interesting."

While making soup, she muttered: "It's like raising a kitten and puppy with your own hands, feeding them fat and fat."

Both Yingxiang and Yingrou swallowed their saliva.

This metaphor is really shocking to hear.

Not to mention obesity.

In fact, every time Liang Chenyue stews the soup, it is very perfunctory. Some ingredients may not be available in the palace every day, but if Liang Chenyue wants them, the palace people will bring them non-stop, and there is no time to process them. Liang Chenyue will not To deal with it, she has always just flushed it with water twice, then threw it into the pot and stewed it.

They really thought that the emperor would be fed up by the empress!

It's really not that they are talking big, it's that when the soup left in the pot was disposed of, the pigs in the palace who specialize in eating leftovers hated it!
Fortunately, the imperial concubine was the backer, otherwise they poured this into the trough every day, and the people in Kunluan Palace would definitely be pointed at behind their backs!
After Liang Chenyue left, Yingxiang couldn't help but said: "I remember, our mother used to cook when she was at home, and anyone who ate it would praise it, because everyone knows it's delicious after smelling it."

Yingrou pinched her nose and glanced at what was left in the pot, frowned and said, "Don't talk about it, the lady was hungry last night, didn't she cook it herself, do you think it's unpalatable?"

Yingxiang was also mixed with a little bit of food at that time, and the taste was naturally not bad, it was quite good.

The two court ladies looked at each other and seemed to have drawn some conclusions.

"You said... In your heart, is there an emperor or not?"

"I don't know either, I dare not ask anyway."

I was afraid of being beaten.

As for slaves, although they always say that the lives of masters are more expensive, the reality is still that they should save their own lives first.

Fortunately, after Liang Chenyue played for a while, she suddenly gave up, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Empress is finally tired of playing!

"That's it, follow what I do, and be quicker." Liang Chenyue distributed a plan to each department in the palace. Compared with verbally narrating some things, there is no point in refining a plan for the things to be done and distributing it to the following It is more efficient for people to do it, "This night banquet needs to be well organized, and there should be no mistakes."

The queen became lethargic after she became pregnant. I don't know if it's because the queen mother is always in charge of her not allowing it. Now she is often in a bad mood to the point where she can't even do basic things well.

Liang Chenyue took advantage of the opportunity to snatch the right to manage the sixth house, and this feeling of being in power seldom made her go up!
"Your Majesty, this is a new material, do you think you want the Garment Bureau to cut you a new one?" Yingxiang held the material and said to Liang Chenyue as if offering a treasure.

"You can figure it out." Liang Chenyue waved her hands without looking up, she was very devoted to the banquet, "I believe in your vision."

In the original text, many festivals are added to the small world that she does not have in her common sense. Now it is summer, and it is the Summer Prayer Festival. The night feast is to appreciate the lotus and lanterns, and put the lanterns to pray for blessings.

But if you ask her, any festival doesn't matter, after all, the original author doesn't know how to write palace banquets, or scenes of people celebrating outside, and any festivals where people rejoice and reunite are just sadomasochism festivals for the protagonists.

"This Summer Prayer Festival should be celebrated well." Liang Chenyue looked at the plan and then at the progress, feeling very satisfied. She hasn't felt the atmosphere of a festival for a long time. Although it is not a festival she is familiar with in her memory, it is a festival. , what festival is not over?

Yingxiang had no choice but to go out with the materials, and saw Zhao Yuan coming back from the outside, she shouted: "Eunuch Zhao, I have to go out, my lady..."

"You go." Zhao Yuan smiled at her, "I'm here."

Nodding her head, Yingxiang sighed and complained in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I never looked forward to the Summer Prayer Festival so much before..."

"Maybe it's because of entering the palace." Zhao Yuan thought for a while and guessed, "Although I don't know much about the affairs outside the palace, it's probably the first time my empress has spent these days alone."

After entering the palace, it is very difficult to see family members again. Few concubines can get the grace of visiting relatives, and family members who have been together day and night from now on cannot see each other whenever they want.

Zhao Yuan said: "It's probably because of missing relatives during the festive season, not to mention that the banquet is also left to the empress, we are slaves, we will do our best."

His words are always very considerate, and any troubles will disappear in smoke if you talk to him.

"That's true." Yingxiang hugged the material, said goodbye to Zhao Yuan, and hurried out.

In the end, Niangniang has always had the temperament to do whatever she wants to do, and she suddenly wants to celebrate the festival, probably because she really misses the old lady.

After all, the Summer Prayer Festival also has the custom of praying for the safety of the family.

perhaps?

On the day of the banquet, Yingxiang became suspicious.

A rolling pin probably isn't something you can use for the Summer Prayer Festival...

"Ma'am, this..."

Yingxiang swallowed her saliva.

Liang Chenyue blinked: "Bao, what did you see?"

"The servant didn't see anything."

"Then let's go." Liang Chenyue patted her, "The banquet will start soon!"

Yingxiang: My scalp is so itchy, I feel like I'm going to grow my brain.

In the past few months, she felt that the ideas in her head were getting bolder.

That rolling pin... If it appeared on the emperor's head at the banquet, she would not be surprised.

no no no!This is not something she can think about!sin sin!

"You're having a bad day, aren't you?"

"No, brother Yuqiu, I haven't had a bad life."

"You're lying." The man stretched out his hand to grab the woman's wrist. Under the dim light, his eyes were full of self-blame, "You've become like this, do you still want to lie to me?"

"...This has nothing to do with brother Yuqiu anymore." The woman couldn't break free, she turned her head sideways and didn't dare to look at him, but her heart beat again inexplicably.

Bai Jiaojiao knew, she knew, she was already the Baicai girl in the palace, she shouldn't, and she should have thoughts about the past that she shouldn't have.

"You entered the palace because you were hiding from me, Your Majesty. He said he would take good care of you, but he broke his promise."

(End of this chapter)