All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

"Noble Bu~"

A eunuch's voice was heard, and the person who came in from outside was none other than Fu Hai.

During the days that Wang Huai was bedridden, all the big and small matters in the Qianqing Palace were handed over to him and Fujiang. The two of them had been by Wang Huai's side all the time, and now they are able to handle the affairs with ease and nothing went wrong.

"Eunuch Fu Hai is here, please take a seat. I haven't had time to clean up yet. Look at the mess in this room."

It wasn't that Bu Ji didn't have time to clean up, she just didn't want to clean up at all.

Li'er wanted to move the chair, but Fu Hai waved his hand and said with a smile on his face.

"I am here to deliver the Emperor's orders. You don't need to sit down."

"The Emperor is tired of the food in the Imperial Kitchen, so he wants you to cook a dish yourself and send it to him in the evening."

Bu Ji nodded and responded.

"Okay, I'll go get ready."

Before leaving, Fu Hai gave Bu Ji a meaningful look. It was always the concubines who rushed to deliver food to the emperor, but he had never seen the emperor rush to ask any concubine to cook.

The best cook in the palace is Concubine Shu. The Empress Dowager even praises her cooking skills.

The Emperor said that he was tired of the food in the imperial kitchen, but he did not ask the Concubine Shu to cook. Instead, he asked the noble lady to do it. This was not because he was tired of the food, but clearly wanted to have dinner with her.

Only the Emperor could come up with such an idea, using all sorts of tricks to coax Concubine Bu to have dinner with him.

After Fu Hai left, Bu Ji sat down on the chair. She shrugged helplessly and looked at Li'er.

The two looked at each other and understood each other's meaning.

Bu Ji doesn't know how to cook. If she were given an induction cooker and an iron pan, she could cook a few simple dishes, but the small kitchen here is completely different from the modern ones, and she doesn't know how to use any of them.

Li'er was also worried. She knew some cooking skills, but there was no way the food she cooked would please the emperor.

She didn't have the guts to fool the emperor.

"My Lord, what should I do?"

Bu Ji paced back and forth in the room, suddenly slapped his head and said.

"I see. I'll go find Lan Hui. She's probably already started cooking."

"I'm sure she won't mind if I just pick up any dish."

As she spoke, she had already put on a thin cloak and walked out quickly.

Li'er followed closely behind.

After a while, the master and servant arrived at Chuxiu Palace.

Outside the palace wall, you can see the smoke coming out of the small kitchen, and as soon as you enter the yard, you can smell the aroma of food.

"Lan Hui!"

Bu Ji shouted as he entered the room, without any polite words, and ran straight into the house.

Coriander came out, bowed respectfully and said.

"I've met noble people."

"My wife is in the kitchen right now, please wait a moment."

Bu Ji couldn't wait and asked.

"What is she doing? I have something urgent and I need her help."

Coriander was in a dilemma. When the empress entered the kitchen, she had instructed that no one was allowed to go in and disturb her. Even if Xiu Yu, who was by the empress dowager's side, came, she would have to wait.

"It will probably take another stick of incense for my queen to come out."

"They said they were developing some new dishes."

Bu Ji arrived at an unfortunate time. Concubine Shu had just come up with a good idea and was concentrating on cooking.

"That's all, I'll do it myself."

After she finished speaking, she lifted her skirt and walked straight into the house.

You can tell that there are dishes on the table that Lan Hui had prepared long ago. They are delicious and fresh.

Bu Ji looked at the food on the table, not knowing which one to choose.

Coriander followed her in and saw her staring at the dishes on the table. She was at a loss and wanted to say something.

Bu Ji spoke first. She was holding a plate of crystal shrimps and said.

"I'll take this dish away. Wait for your wife to come out and tell her."

"I will definitely thank her someday."

Having said that, Coriander had no time to stop her. It could also be said that as a palace maid, she had no intention of stopping Concubine Bu.

She looked at Bu Ji's leaving back and talked to herself.

"But my wife said that these are all discarded dishes."

"I'll prepare it for feeding the cats and dogs in the palace later."

She knew how bad the food tasted. After all, her mother always let her taste it first after cooking.

The crystal shrimps that Concubine Bu just took away had too much salt in them and were completely inedible.

No one knew what Concubine Bu was going to do with the food. It was impossible that the imperial kitchen did not send her dinner. Maybe she had some other purpose for it. This was the only thing Coriander could think of.

Bu Ji swaggered back to the Qianqing Palace with a plate of crystal shrimps, while Li'er kept talking in her ear.

"Now I have an explanation. The emperor won't be angry with you anymore."

After entering the house, Bu Ji put the plate into the small kitchen, changed it to a new plate to hold the crystal shrimps, and asked Yanzhi to reheat the shrimps so that they looked like they were just out of the pot.

The crystal shrimp becomes saltier after heating.

Because there was only one plate and they had to report to the emperor, none of them dared to be greedy and no one tasted it.

At dinner time, this dish was taken away by Fu Hai, and Bu Ji followed Fu Hai into the bedroom.

The long table was covered with a whole piece of black brocade with bright yellow tassels at the end, hanging beside the table legs, which was extremely elegant.

Fu Hai put the dishes on the table and respectfully stepped aside.

Bu Ji walked forward, sat at the table, and waited quietly for Li Ji to return from the hall.

It's a bit like being a housewife waiting for her husband to get off work. It's not a good feeling and a bit boring.

After a cup of tea, a bright yellow figure came in through the screen. He was tall and slender, with a kingly bearing in his brows. He was more handsome than a woman, and his every move was that of a military commander.

"Greetings to the Emperor."

She stood up, but before she could salute, Li Ji helped her up.

"sit down."

His low and pleasant voice was heard above his head. Bu Ji raised his head and sat back obediently.

"Your Majesty, please try this. I made it myself."

She just wanted to finish dinner quickly and disguise herself to leave the palace and return to Bu Mansion.

Li Ji glanced at the shrimp on her chopsticks, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he smelled the smell of salt stir-fried twice.

Could it be that she had made it a long time ago and was eagerly waiting for it to be delivered, but was afraid that it would get cold, so she fried it again.

As he thought so, he curled his lips into a smile and signaled her with his eyes to put the shrimps on the small plate in front of him.

Bu Ji did as he was told.

Li Ji picked up the chopsticks, picked up the shrimp from the dish, and swallowed it in one gulp. He chewed it only for a moment before his cheeks suddenly stopped.

Then, he looked at Bu Ji with a strange look.

The air was still. Bu Ji didn't understand what was going on and smiled at Li Ji. She felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

This behavior made Li Ji think that she was shy.

After all, it was the first time for her to have dinner with the emperor.

Li Ji did not spit it out, but swallowed it directly. He had no way to chew it. The shrimp in his mouth was like a salt lump.

Seeing him eat, Bu Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

I know that no one would dislike Lan Hui's craftsmanship.