After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Chapter 61 Empress Is Green?

Just as Jiang Ning put down the cart full of cabbages and returned to the palace, Zhe Liu had already prepared meals for her to come back.

Before eating in Jiangning, Zheliu tasted every dish with a spoon.

Seeing Zheliu's behavior, she didn't pay much attention to it, she just thought Zheliu was hungry and couldn't help but want to take two bites.

After Zhe Liu finished tasting, Jiang Ning looked at the table full of dishes. Jiang Ning felt that the exhaustion he had accumulated all morning was swept away. He quickly sat down at the table and started eating.

This meal, Jiang Ning devoured it hungrily.

Not to mention that she was exhausted from harvesting the plowed fields all morning, but she had to eat more because she still had such a big job as weeding and fertilizing in the afternoon.

While Jiang Ning was eating, Zhe Liu trotted into the hall, "Ma'am, Li Yunhai, the head of the imperial dining room, please see me."

It's a pity that Jiang Ning was only indulging in her own hard work, and didn't hear what Zhe Liu was saying clearly. The only thing she heard was "seeking" the second son, and she completely ignored everything else. .

"Yeah." So she wrapped her mouth full of rice, hummed a few times indistinctly, and nodded vigorously.

"Your Majesty is auspicious." The old eunuch Li Yunhai ran quickly to Jiang Ning, and knelt down tremblingly.

Looking at the old eunuch's face, Jiang Ning instantly recognized him as the head of the imperial dining room that he had just met not long ago.

Seeing that the old eunuch was nervous and trembling all over, Jiang Ning naturally thought of whether there was something wrong with his meal without any instructions or reminders.

Jiang Ning quickly dropped the chopsticks in his hand, took two steps back on the stool, lowered his head as if he was about to vomit.

But the moment she lowered her head, she suddenly thought that the food she ate never seemed to be provided by the imperial dining room, so she must have guessed wrongly about the origin of the supervisor.

Although he was indeed taken aback by Jiang Ning's actions, this old eunuch is an old eunuch after all, Li Yunhai adjusted his expression immediately, and said straight to the point: "After the empress left just now, the slave was quite emotional, the slave After thinking about it, I think that the emperor should not be rewarded for his hard work, so I decided to spend money to buy the cart of cabbage to repay the emperor's gratitude to his servants."

The old eunuch said so, holding a bag of silver in both hands and sending it towards Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning was ecstatic, but soon thought of the rationed dishes that Mu Jingzhao said.

"Your Majesty, don't worry about it. Originally, this money was used for the daily food and drink of Taoyuan Palace. Your Majesty is concerned about the self-sufficiency of the subordinates, so there is a lot of money left."

Hearing this statement, Jiang Ning couldn't care about anything else, and reached out to take the money and put it in his arms.

At noon, in Changle Palace, the maidservants walked quickly into the main hall with their lunch, and kept putting the plates in their hands on the table.

At the dining table, Shen Qingrong was sitting upright in plain clothes, her gauze-wrapped hands naturally hung down on the table, and there was still a faint blush on it.

Beside her, Ling Yue supported the table with her hands, barely stood up straight, and smiled as she watched the maids in the room come and go with food.

Shen Qingrong casually tapped her fingertips on the table, "You're not feeling well yet, go back and rest, I don't need anyone to take care of you."

Ling Yue smiled slightly, revealing a mouth that was missing a front tooth, and seemed to have an indescribable sense of joy.

Shen Qingrong's eyes swept over Ling Yue's grinning mouth lukewarmly.

Ling Yue trembled all over, her smile faded, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

"My servant heard that today's meals are specially ordered by the emperor. I think the emperor came here to apologize to the empress, and I have spent a lot of thought on it!"

Ling Yue pursed her lips and smiled, her voice was indistinct. She barely supported the table, stretched her body and stretched her hands forward to remove the porcelain cover on the table.

The moment the porcelain cover is lifted, the eyes are full of emerald green.

Ling Yue's expression of surprise froze in an instant, and on the dinner plate was a plate of stir-fried cabbage.

"It seems that the emperor was worried that his mother's wounds would not heal well and eat greasy food, so he specially prepared this light dish. Look at this stir-fried cabbage, which is emerald green and oily, how beautiful it is!"

No matter what Ling Yue said, Shen Qingrong pulled the gauze on her hand without changing her expression.

Seeing that she said all the hype and didn't get any response, Ling Yue shut her mouth resentfully, "Let's go and see what the next dish is."

Having said that, Ling Yue reached out again to lift the lid of a soup pot.

What catches the eye is still full of emerald green - cabbage ball soup.

At this moment, Ling Yue's smile gradually froze on her face, and she threw down the porcelain cover in her hand without regard to etiquette, and reached out to uncover other porcelain covers again.

Until she opened all the porcelain covers on the table, the table full of cabbage appeared in front of the two of them.

"This, this is not right." Ling Yue said with a face full of disbelief, and with chopsticks in hand, she went to rummage through the dishes on the table, trying to find the mystery hidden in the dishes.

It wasn't until the chopsticks in her hand touched all the dishes on the table that she was finally discouraged, and her whole body went limp.

"Obviously the person who delivered the dishes said that today's dishes were specially ordered by the emperor, and said that the emperor prepared them himself. How could this happen!"

Shen Qingrong's face remained unchanged, he picked up the chopsticks and randomly fiddled with the stir-fried cabbage in front of him, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth to chew.

"This is not the emperor's intention, this is clearly a favor from Concubine Ning to the emperor."

Ling Yue looked at the table full of cabbage, she was silent for a moment, and said with some difficulty, "You mean this is Ning Fei's idea?"

Shen Qingrong was noncommittal, Ling Yue looked at the dishes on the table, and finally said with some difficulty, "You mean, Empress Ning is implying that you have been cheated?"

"She's protesting against you, ma'am!"

Shen Qingrong, who was eating cabbage, choked for no reason, covered her mouth and turned away, coughing dryly.

"It's really deceiving!" Ling Yue gritted her leaky teeth, and her expression seemed to want to swallow Jiang Ning alive.

"Although you have been with this palace for so long, you still have a lot to learn."

Just as Ling Yue was about to ask, a notification came from outside the gate of the palace.

"The Emperor is here—"

Ling Yue instantly forgot the unhappiness that happened not long ago, she instantly grinned open her mouth, which was missing one front tooth, and went to prepare the dishes with a happy smile.

"Slaves, let's prepare the bowls and chopsticks."

As soon as Ling Yue left, Mu Jingzhao quickly walked into Changle Palace.

Looking at the table full of green, Mu Jingzhao frowned uncontrollably.

His original intention was to use this thing as a garnish for dishes, but he didn't expect it to cause this emerald green situation on the table.

"This is the crop that Concubine Ning grows in the courtyard when she has nothing to do, and I can't finish it even if I come to Leng Palace, so I sent it to the imperial dining room."

Shen Qingrong nodded, such an answer was completely within her expectations.

It wasn't until Ling Yue came to the table of the two with the bowl and chopsticks that Shen Qingrong got up, and Shi Shiran saluted Mu Jingzhao, "Good luck, Your Majesty."

As she saluted, Mu Jingzhao's eyes fixed on her gauze-wrapped hands, and his frown deepened a bit, "Why is this wound not only showing no signs of healing?"

(End of this chapter)