Ah, you traveled through time too?

The next morning, Lian Di got up early and started her daily activities. She first walked around the palace to check the affairs of various places, and then returned to her room to continue her embroidery work.

Lian Di was concentrating on embroidering a purse, and the delicate pattern gradually took shape under her deft hands. Although she had gradually mastered the embroidery skills, the long hours of work still made her feel a little tired. She couldn't help but stop and rub her sore shoulders.

"Empress, do you want to rest for a while?" Dong Qing asked with concern when she saw Liandi's tired look.

Lian Di smiled slightly and shook her head: "It's okay, I'll just embroider for a while. I can't give up halfway."

Dong Qing nodded, but she was worried in her heart. She knew that Lian Di had always been very diligent, but it also made her tired easily.

Lian Di continued to embroider with her head down. Before she knew it, an hour had passed. She put down her needlework, sighed deeply, and felt exhausted. Suddenly, she thought of an idea and turned to Dong Qing and said, "Dong Qing, I have an idea. Let's build a small kitchen in the palace so that we can cook our favorite food at any time."

When Dong Qing heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "My Queen, this is a really good idea! However, I don't know if this is easy to achieve."

Lian Di nodded, but she was a little hesitant. She knew that although her position in the palace was not low, it was not the highest either. If she wanted to build a small kitchen in the palace, she might need some approval.

"We can first ask the rules of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to see if it is possible." Lian Di said.

Dong Qing nodded quickly: "Okay, Madam, let's go together."

So Lian Di and Dong Qing went to the Imperial Household Department to inquire about the relevant regulations. When they arrived at the Imperial Household Department, the chief steward of the Imperial Household Department greeted them respectfully.

"Your Majesty, is there anything you need our Ministry of Internal Affairs' help with?" asked the steward.

Lian Di smiled slightly and said gently, "Boss, I have a small request. I want to build a small kitchen in Guangqing Palace. I wonder if it is allowed?"

The steward frowned slightly, then said respectfully: "Your Majesty, according to the palace rules, only those above the rank of Imperial Concubine have the right to build a small kitchen in their own palace. I'm afraid your current position is not suitable."

Lian Di was a little disappointed after hearing this, but she knew that rules were rules and she couldn't easily cross them. She smiled and nodded: "I understand, thank you for telling me."

The chief steward said quickly: "You are welcome, Madam. If you need anything else, please feel free to ask."

After leaving the Imperial Household Department, Dong Qing noticed that Lian Di was a little disappointed, and comforted her softly, "Your Majesty, although we can't build a small kitchen, we can ask the Imperial Kitchen to prepare some of your favorite food for you."

Lian Di smiled slightly, nodded and said: "You are right, we don't have to be too persistent."

The next morning, the sun shone into the courtyard of Guangqing Palace, bringing brightness and warmth. Li Yong got up early and decided to go to Guangqing Palace to visit Lian Di. During this period, he had a better impression of Lian Di's gentleness and intelligence, and today he wanted to give her a surprise.

Walking into the courtyard of Guangqing Palace, Li Yong saw the palace maids busy taking care of the flowers and plants, a peaceful and harmonious scene. Dong Qing saw Li Yong coming and hurriedly saluted: "Your Majesty, you are here. The queen is embroidering in the inner hall."

Li Yong nodded, smiled and said, "I'll go see her."

Dong Qing led Li Yong into the inner hall. Lian Di was embroidering a picture of flowers and birds at the embroidery frame by the window. Her expression was focused, as if everything around her didn't exist. Li Yong stood aside, quietly watching her delicate stitches and serious devotion, and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Lian Di." Li Yong called softly, afraid of disturbing her.