Yao Hua Palace.
Hearing this, Zhaoguiyi leans half against a soft bed and angrily scolds: "Roufu, that harlot is just a lowly family from Jiangnan. She is so lowly that she doesn't even deserve to be a shoe for the Mistress. But the emperor prefers her and also likes to spoil her. This is really infuriating."
Jin She stood respectfully to the side and said at the right moment, "Your Majesty, His Majesty is in a bad mood at the moment and needs soothing. How about you send him a bowl of warm-hearted soup to comfort his heart?"
Since Hong Yu became a Colorful Girl, the love of the Mistress has become visible to the naked eye, Jin Se saw it in her heart and couldn't help but come up with a plan.
Zhaoguiyi's heart was moved and she said, "All right. Go ahead and prepare a nourishing soup. Once it's ready, I'll send it to the Imperial Study for the Emperor to drink."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Jin Se smiled with excitement and left, quickly getting to work.
Soon, she carried the gold box in.
"Your Majesty, this is a turtle, goji, and lily soup; the maidservant personally supervised its preparation by the small kitchen staff."
Jin Se stepped forward and said.
Zhaoguiyi opened the golden box and took a quick glance, thinking everything was fine. "All right, let's go!"
Said and done, she left the Yao Hua Palace with Jin She, heading towards the Imperial Study to deliver the soup to Ye Beichen.
The two concubines, Mei Fei and Yan Fei, were also delivering soups to Ye Beichen at the same time.
Their intention was also similar to that of Zhaoguiyi, both wanting to win favor by exploiting the opportunity when the Emperor was in a bad mood.
Although there is a risk in going to see the Emperor while he is still angry, the risk coexists with potential favor.
If we can gain a place in the Emperor's heart, any risk is worth it.
Imperial Study
Ye Beichen looked at the three bottles of nourishing and health-preserving soups sent to his study and his mood grew worse.
"Your Majesty, this is a turtle, goji, and lily soup that I personally made. The ingredients and materials are all of the highest quality, the latest, and extremely nourishing. May I serve you a bowl to taste it?"
Zhaoguiyi was dressed in a peach-red yunjin palace dress today, with large peony embroidery on it, very bright. She wore high chignon and a set of jiushan red agate and gold step-in jewelry. Her phoenix eyes shimmered with a radiant glow, exuding great beauty.
Mei Fei, not to be outdone, smiled and stepped forward, saying, "Your Majesty, I have made chicken minced duck tongue soup. If it's not to your liking, please don't blame me."
She wore a jade-like hairpin, discarded the bead and fringe, and only used a delicate mei flower hairpin to tie up her long hair. She looked elegant without any makeup, her slender eyebrows opened beautifully like a distant peak, her green hair was thick and dense, dyed with spring smoke, and naturally exuded an air of magical beauty like the misty clouds in the Wu Mountains.
Wanfei casually glanced at Zhaoguiyi and Meifei without any indication, her eyes flashing with displeasure, but she still smiled and approached, saying:
"Your Majesty is busy with state affairs and very tired. This Du Zhong Dang Shen pigeon soup can relieve soreness in the waist and knees, as well as fatigue and drowsiness. Your Majesty should also try the soup that I have prepared."
She was dressed in a pale-blue palace suit, her skin as white as snow, her face delicate and beautiful, her eyes curved and her eyebrows faintly drawn. Her figure was graceful and elegant, with a demeanor of grace and dignity.
Facing the three beauties who showered him with attention, Ye Beichen not only felt happy but also became very annoyed.
"All right, the emperor is busy at the moment. He will drink it later. All of you may leave!"
Ye Beichen coldly said with a stern face.
His expression of displeasure was clear to everyone, making it evident that he was unhappy.
Understanding that the Emperor was in a bad mood, Zhaoguiyi, Mei Fei, and Wan Fei dared not linger. They retreated with great discretion.
After sending away Zhaoguiyi and the others, Ye Beichen looked at the three soups on the desk in front of him.
Thought for a while, he said to the Fu Gonggong beside him: "Send these soups to Yu Yao. Let her finish them and come back quickly."
He hadn't slept all night and was exhausted, while she seemed to be sleeping soundly. Suddenly, he felt a bit irritated and wanted to call her over as well.
Fu Gonggong's mouth twitched, and he reverently said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
With the soup in hand, he turned and retreated.
