Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Manager Lei's voice was loud, powerful, clear and long, and it went up the steps to heaven, passed through nine people, and finally reached the imperial kitchen.

The aunts from the Fashion Bureau came in one after another, holding gorgeous clothes and jewelry.

Mu Yao was holding a gourd bowl in one hand and was about to taste the newly brewed "Golden Hibiscus" by the chef. Before she could take a sip, the two aunts enthusiastically pulled off her robe and dragged her away, making the young men in the imperial kitchen drop their eating utensils one after another. Especially the chef, Jin Jiuge, was so angry that he was almost fuming.

He is 28 years old this year, unmarried, and stays in the imperial kitchen with a bunch of boys all day, and the aunts he meets are all elderly noble ladies. Today, he finally met a noble lady of the right age, and she is also an extremely rare fairy, but who knew that it would be gone in a blink of an eye, and Miss Mu had not yet had time to taste his newly brewed "Golden Hibiscus"!

Today is undoubtedly the happiest and most exciting day for the Imperial Kitchen. From fifty to eighteen, those who are usually rigorous, harsh, tricky, weird, and difficult, all cooperated unconditionally today, united as one, and sincerity is stronger than gold. No matter what "Shuiyunjian" wants to do, they all respond positively, fully demonstrating the extraordinary tolerance of the Imperial Kitchen.

When Lady Mu asked for a spoon, she was immediately handed over a dozen spoons of various types. When she asked for seasoning, she racked her brains to find substitutes for those that were not available. Mu Yao was so moved that her chest swelled. She kept guiding the dishes and adjusting the heat, striving to complete the banquet task to perfection.

Mu Yao was now in a side hall not far from the imperial kitchen. She was surrounded by seven or eight aunts. They were discussing fiercely which dress suited her best and which jewelry was more gorgeous. Some of them had undoubtedly brought all the most luxurious treasures within their authority.

Mu Yao lowered her eyes and looked at these beautiful jewels. The corners of her mouth twitched again and again, and her eyelids twitched again and again. This was like piling up a mountain of pearls and jade on her head, and a branch of golden flowers on her ears. Vulgar! Too vulgar! This was intolerable!

"Aunt, why don't I do it myself? After I finish my makeup, if you think there is anything wrong, you can fix it for me. How about that?"

Aunt Yan, the leader, thought it made sense. They were arguing over and over to dress up the fairy, who knows how long it would take. The emperor had summoned them, so they couldn't delay. Then she smiled amiably, "Lady Mu, you are too polite. It's all our fault that we were confused when we saw your goddess today, and we almost missed the big event. Just do as you said. We will come back to check it later. Time is short, so please hurry up."

Mu Yao sat in front of the gilded eight-petal lotus bronze mirror, carefully looking at the rosy color in the mirror, and sighed: On weekdays, she would just tie her hair with a gold hairband, which was simple and neat. Now she had to work harder. Although she couldn't do a complicated bun, she could do some simple hair-twisting and hair-pinning styles. She had attended many banquets and parties in the past, and she had to learn a little bit about how to do a hair-twisting and braiding.

Since there were no hairpins, she used her hands to divide her hair into two parts, with more hair on the right and less on the left. She braided it into three strands from the top of her head down, and then divided the left part into two strands and twisted them into the braid. Finally, she chose the smallest coral red hairpin to fix her hairstyle.

Since she chose a coral red hairpin to set off her burgundy hair color, she might as well choose a complete set of red coral headwear.

Wearing red coral earrings as big as pearls, her delicate face and eyebrows are like green feathers, her skin is whiter than snow, her eyes are like amber, and her lips are like red clouds.

She gently applied a layer of light floral rouge on her pear-shaped cheeks and meticulously drew eyeliner with powder. In an instant, she was as beautiful as spring breeze and her smile was worth a thousand gold.

Mu Yao stood up and walked around a row of shackles three times, her eyes finally falling on a white begonia shirt with silver thread trim. This gorgeous dress is of moderate length, convenient for walking and not easy to make mistakes. With a fiery red belt tied around it, looking from a distance, it seems as if she does not eat grains, but breathes the wind and drinks dew.

When the aunts saw Mu Yao dressed up in her best clothes, they were shocked beyond words.

Oh my god! Can a person be this beautiful?

Their minds had already gone blank, and they stood there in a daze. One of the aunts fainted from being too excited, and the others finally came to their senses.

Mu Yao quickly stepped forward and pinched the aunt's philtrum, ripped open her collar and made her lie flat on the ground. She also told the people around her not to move her easily and to call a doctor as soon as possible.

Aunt Yan looked at Mu Yao with admiration and nodded slightly. This noble lady was calm and composed, not impatient, had some knowledge of medicine, and was thoughtful, which was rare. Suddenly, she thought of her only son who was over 30 and still unmarried, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: How could an ordinary person portray the bright moon?

Mu Yao followed her aunt's guidance and walked slowly up the steps to heaven. Her every move was graceful and elegant.

The Hall of Heroes was filled with silence, and everyone looked aside, gazing at the fairy-like jade-colored figure in front of the hall door.

She moved lightly, as if walking on the moon. The red coral hairpin among the clouds shone brightly under the sunlight.

The wind blew by, blowing up her sleeves, and the rings on her waist jingled, making her look graceful and elegant.

A pair of sharp eyes look around brightly, and a body as icy as ice and as graceful as a breeze.

The fair neck and fragrant shoulders, the slender waist, the graceful beauty, make people forget to eat.

The jade cup in Xu Yan's hand fell to the ground and shattered at some point, but the crisp sound did not bring back his spirits.

He stared at the person who came and didn't breathe for a long time.

Wang Yanzhi, who was standing by, stared absentmindedly at the beauty approaching him. It turned out that after she was dressed up, she was even more beautiful than anyone else in the world. The drum in his heart had already started beating, and the slight tremor at the corner of his lips betrayed his feelings.

Mu Yao noticed Wang Yanzhi out of the corner of her eye, and nodded slightly to him. The moment their eyes met was like a lightning strike, giving him a fatal blow!

I have no interest in romance and only like her!

I wish to give one person a preference and be generous to him for the rest of my life.

Ye Lianhe, who was not far ahead, watched Mu Yao approaching. Facing the attack of her gorgeous face, he unconsciously adjusted his sitting posture and restrained his coldness. His long-frozen heart seemed to have blossomed with love, taking root and sprouting unconsciously. This uncontrollable mood made him uncomfortable, and he tried to suppress the throbbing that was overflowing.

Ye Qinghan's eyes were filled with dark colors, and he held the corners of his mouth tightly, not letting the dark currents in his heart vent out even a little bit. His hands under the table had already been clenched tightly the moment Mu Yao entered the hall, and even when he clenched his hands until his whole body was weak, it did not reduce the desire in his heart in the slightest.

Looking around, Xie Ci was the calmest among the young doctors present. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, sipping the wine with relish, picking up a small piece of pineapple gold leaf mousse with his jade chopsticks and putting it into his mouth.

Mu Yao recognized him. She could still remember the elegance of Yunqi's number one son in the Treasure Pavilion. Seeing him up close today, his elegance was even better.

Seeing that there was very little dessert left, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little proud. As a restaurant owner, what could be more satisfying than seeing the delicious food she made being eaten by the guests?

The other person seemed to have noticed her gaze and looked up. Mu Yao was startled, and raised the corners of her lips politely, her eyes slightly raised, and her cheeks flushed.

Everything happened between lightning and morning dew, and a figure as tall as the moon and as graceful as spring was engraved in Xie Ci's eyes.

The Princess and Prime Minister Xu noticed that smile and felt worried, wondering if A Yao fell in love with Xie Ci?

Their thoughts were in a whirlwind and they were distracted for a moment. They just wanted the banquet to end quickly and take A Yao back home.

Emperor Qingyuan stroked his dragon whiskers and frowned in deep thought. In his opinion, an excessively beautiful face is like a sharp blade. If used well, it can add splendor to the country. If used poorly, it can ruin the country and endanger the country.

Queen Gu beside her was already stunned. Such a gorgeous face, I'm afraid even a woman would find it hard to resist, let alone a young man full of vigor and vitality? At the moment, she had some understanding of her son.

Imperial Concubine He thought much more simply. She noticed Ye Qinghan's awkwardness and her son's slight restraint, and glared at Gu Zhaozhao in the dark. "Your husband didn't win over you, but you must win over your daughter-in-law." She liked to see Gu Zhaozhao and Ye Qinghan embarrassed.

Besides, her child is the Great Yun God of War, mighty and brave, handsome and elegant, and the two children are a perfect match. Moreover, Ye Yuheng, who made her worry so much, is still unmarried, so it is just right for Lady Mu to give both of her children wives, and the relationship between the two brothers will be closer in the future.

Emperor Qingyuan stared at Mu Yao thoughtfully with a sharp gaze. Mu Yao met his gaze without fear. She felt a sense of scrutiny from Emperor Qingyuan's eyes. The emperor always thought more than others.

She secretly observed Queen Gu and Imperial Concubine He from the corner of her eyes. They looked quite ordinary, three points duller than Helian Qing. Judging from their faces, they were not as cruel as she imagined. But you can't judge things by appearances. Who is not a good person when nothing happens?

The Hall of Heroes was still silent, and everyone was quietly waiting for Emperor Qingyuan to speak. He Wanyi and Feng Xuanyan kept exchanging glances. Today was really beyond their expectations. Especially He Wanyi, she suddenly felt like a clown, stupid. She couldn't help but think of her father's words: There is always someone stronger than the strong, and there is always a mountain higher than the other. It seems that she judged others by herself.

He Wanyi looked at Mu Yao, who had an angelic appearance, and a jealousy she had never felt before arose in her heart. This was something that neither Feng Xuanyan nor Helian Qing had ever given her.

“Ms. Mu is indeed extremely beautiful. Today’s banquet is dazzling and unique, and it really pleases me.” Emperor Qingyuan praised loudly.

Mu Yao stood in the hall, her figure was as slender as a willow, elegant and straight. Everyone looked at her back and felt that she was like a snow lotus standing proudly in the wind.

She leaned forward slightly, bowed, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Your Majesty is too kind. It is a blessing for me and Shui Yunjian to be able to organize a banquet for Your Majesty. I am grateful to Your Majesty for giving me the opportunity to do my part and add a touch of brilliance to the banquet."

"Well said!" Emperor Qingyuan was delighted.

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause filled the entire hall.

Tutor Li was sitting below, looking at his daughter's back, his eyes filled with pride and joy.

Emperor Qingyuan turned his gaze silently to Xie Ci and asked amiably, "Grandmaster, are you satisfied with today's banquet?"

Xie Ci stood up and saluted, looking at Mu Yao, and then replied: "Today's feast, every dish is like a carefully painted painting, pleasing to the eye. Whether it is from the colorful plating or the unique dishes, every dish is full of surprises and fantasy, as if flying in the clouds. I thank the emperor for his warm hospitality and look forward to a wonderful gathering next time. I also hope that the friendship between Bei Ming and Dayun will last forever."

After saying that, Xie Ci looked at Mu Yao meaningfully and bowed slightly to her.

Emperor Qingyuan was in high spirits. No matter how much the matter of Dayun and Beiming's joint resistance against Yue had been agreed upon, he had earned a lot of face today.

He waved to Lei Zongguan, signaling the imperial kitchen to serve the last fruit platter. This was a tradition of Dayun banquets. Whether it was a small family banquet, a folk banquet, or a palace banquet, a fruit dish would be served after the meal.

"Next, it's time for all the gentlemen and ladies to compete with each other in their talents. If any of the Imperial Master's men are interested, you may as well join in and have some fun together."

Mu Yao returned to her seat, greeted her father, and ignored the looks around her. She wondered in her heart, why didn't Emperor Qingyuan reward her when she organized the banquet today and the emperor was very pleased?

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Mu Yao always feels that something is wrong.

The men in the palace were already rubbing their hands and ready to take action.

Chen Jiashu, the son of Minister of Industry Chen Yanji, was the first one who couldn't hold back. Before Minister Chen could react, he stood up and ran to introduce himself to Mu Yao. Everyone's expressions were different and colorful.

Chen Yanji pulled Chen Jiashu back and apologized to Mu Yao with a smile: "Please forgive me, Miss Mu. My child is innocent and he can say anything he wants. He can say anything he wants."

Mu Yao looked at the little guy beside Chen Shangshu speechlessly, with black lines on her forehead. She didn't expect that she could "kill" an eight-year-old child.

Chen Jiashu was unwilling to accept the defeat and insisted on going on stage with Chen Shangshu, but it was Master Li who took him into his arms and calmed him down.

After Chen Jiashu's warm-up, the atmosphere of the whole place was immediately set off. The young men present were no longer so nervous, but many ladies ate fruits in a gloomy mood and watched the show with indifference.

Xu Shida winked at Xu Yan, and Xu Yan understood. He usually disdained such activities when attending palace banquets, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn to perform today, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

He stood up, walked onto the stage, turned to Noble Lady Mu, bowed, and said in a clear voice: "I am Xu Yan, the youngest son of the Minister of Rites. I am good at playing the bamboo flute. Today I would like to play the song "I Envy the Mandarin Ducks, Not the Immortals" for everyone. If there is anything inappropriate, please give me your advice."

Mu Yao's heart sank. He looked like he was only talking to her! What?

She looked nervously in the direction of the Princess and Prime Minister Xu, and sure enough, they were looking at Xu Yan with displeasure on their faces.

I didn't expect that Xu Shida, this old fox, was not kind! Prime Minister Xu's face darkened instantly, and he put down the wine glass in his hand.

The eldest princess stared at Xu Yan with displeasure, wondering why she hadn't noticed that this child was so fond of showing off.

Xu Shida simply ignored the dissatisfaction of the princess and Prime Minister Xu. In front of the child's marriage, everything is nothing. Friendship, face, respect, all thrown away! In this world, there are too many monks and too little porridge. If you want to blame someone, blame God.

Encouraged by his father's gaze, Xu Yan was about to start talking when he heard Feng Xuanyan loudly scold him, "Xu Yan, did you break off the engagement with my family just for the sake of the noble lady of the Taifu family?"

Although she and Xu Yan had no chance of marriage, she couldn't openly slap the face of the Minister of War in the Hall of Heroes. How would she cope with herself in the capital in the future?

Minister of War Feng Tiao was upset! He knew that his daughter was not ambitious and was despised, so he broke off the engagement. But people have to have dignity and trees have to have barks. If you, Xu Yan, want to confess your love to the noble lady of the Li family, you can do it anywhere and anytime? Why did you have to choose such a good day as today? He glanced at Xu Shida with a bad look. He wanted to ask this old man what he meant!