All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Bu Ji felt that what he saw was not what he thought, so he stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks on the table. Unexpectedly, a big hand suddenly pressed down the chopsticks on the table.

She looked at Li Ji in confusion.

"Your Majesty, I haven't had dinner yet. You can't finish this plate of shrimps. Can't you give me some?"

"this is not OK."

Li Ji took the chopsticks from the table without thinking.

Now he has two pairs of chopsticks in his hand, but Bu Ji doesn't have any pair of chopsticks in his hand.

She curled her lips and muttered something.

"How stingy."

He is already the emperor and has everything, yet he is still so protective of his food.

See you soon.

Li Ji glanced at her, put down his chopsticks and walked outside.

Wang Huai quickly became alert and said.

"Your Majesty, please give your orders."

Li Ji picked up a cup of tea, drank it all, and said in a deep voice.

"Ask the imperial kitchen to send over the prepared dinner."

Wang Huai nodded, turned and walked out. As soon as he went out, he came back in, followed by eight little palace maids, each holding a dish in her hands.

It's still warm.

Although the emperor had ordered Concubine Bu to cook, Concubine Bu's cooking skills were very average. Wang Huai had prepared for a rainy day and asked the imperial kitchen to prepare dinner early.

Delicious meals were served on the table. Bu Ji took a few bites absentmindedly, looking out the window all the time, holding the chopsticks in his hand and staring blankly from time to time.

In front of Li Ji was the plate of crystal shrimps. He was guarding the dish and Bu Ji couldn't reach it at all.

She originally planned to try Lan Hui's cooking. After all, the dishes she cooked were more to her taste than those in the imperial kitchen.

But for some reason, the emperor wanted to monopolize the plate of crystal shrimps, and she had no choice.

After about an hour, Bu Ji could no longer sit still.

She was just worrying about how to find an excuse to slip away when Wang Huai suddenly came in.

"Your Majesty, Lord Fang Zheng requests to see you."

"He said he had drafted a memorial for the trip south and asked you to take a look at it. If there is anything inappropriate, he will revise it."

Li Ji frowned. It was already so late and these old ministers were not resting yet and were running to the palace.

They don't sleep, and he wants to rest.

"Let him go."

Bu Ji listened carefully. This was a great opportunity. It would be better for this Lord Fang Zheng to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.

"Your Majesty, the matter of going south is of great importance. You should go and see Lord Fang Zheng."

"I will bring food to present to the emperor another day."

Li Ji took a sip of tea and almost spit it out.

Still bringing it?

If he eats it again, he will lose his life.

I knew she wasn’t good at cooking, but I didn’t know the food she cooked was simply poison.

He put down the teacup and glanced at Bu Ji.

"Forget it, I'll go see him."

"Do you have anything you like? I'll have Fang Zheng write it down in the memorial."

Bu Ji blinked and said.

"No, I can do anything."

Li Ji meant that he wanted to take her with him on this trip south?

He even asked her what she liked. He probably couldn't think of anything fun to do, so he came to ask for her opinion.

Or maybe he wanted to borrow her name to go to some brothel or some nightclub.

She is not that stupid. She is not interested in these places and will not be a scapegoat in history books.

Li Ji stood up and waved to Wang Huai to take the crystal shrimps off the table. He strode towards the main hall of the Qianqing Palace. Wang Huai took the plate and turned to the small kitchen.

The emperor didn't say to throw it away, so he didn't dare to throw it away, so he could only put it in the small kitchen for the time being.

Seeing that both of them had left and no palace servants were watching her, Bu Ji walked out quickly and turned directly into the city wall near Donghua Gate.

Little did she know that Fu Hai had been following her, watching her crawl out of the dog hole, and then stood there in a daze, completely dumbfounded.

He could never have imagined that a noble lady, a daughter of the Censor's family, who had just been sitting in the Qianqing Palace, would now run out through the dog hole like a "hooligan".

He did not dare to delay and turned back to the Qianqing Palace and told Wang Huai everything he had seen.

Wang Huai was obviously not that surprised. He had known for a long time that Concubine Bu was a little different.

Digging a dog hole really seems like something a noble person would do.

Qianqing Palace.

Lord Fang Zheng held a memorial in both hands and read out the plan of marching south in a clear and loud voice.

First take a boat to a certain place, then land at that place and stay in a temporary palace.

They could have gone by land, which would have saved time, but the emperor insisted on taking the water route, saying that the scenery was beautiful and that some people would like it.

Lord Fang Zheng had no choice but to follow the emperor's wishes.

Li Ji sat on the dragon throne, found a comfortable position to lean back, and listened lazily to the contents of the memorial.

Wang Huai walked in from outside with his head lowered.

He walked up to the emperor, covered his mouth with his hand, bent over and spoke in a low voice.

"Just as the Emperor expected."

Li Ji immediately sat up straight, his eyes darkened, and colorful light flashed in his black eyes.

He ignored the fact that Lord Fang Zheng was still reporting in the hall, stood up, and walked out with steady and quick steps.

"Your Majesty...I haven't finished speaking yet."

Lord Fang Zheng wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Wang Huai.

"Sir, the Emperor has important matters to attend to. It won't be too late for you to report the matter to the south during the morning court tomorrow."

"What's so important about going south? Do you know what the emperor will face if something goes wrong on this trip?"

"Not to mention the thieves and bandits along the way, even the criminals hiding among the common people may endanger the safety of the emperor."

"I don't know about this."

Wang Huai smiled as he saw Lord Fang Zheng off. Even though Lord Fang Zheng looked very angry, he still had a smile on his face and was extremely respectful.

Lord Fang Zheng walked out of the palace and got on the sedan chair.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He closed the letter and muttered to himself.

"Everyone is really weird today."

He originally planned to ask Liang Xing to go to the palace with him. After all, he had half the credit for the plan to go south. But Liang Xing insisted that he wanted to distribute porridge and cakes, and he declined with a firm attitude.

In his opinion, distributing porridge and cakes is not an important matter. The most important thing is to go to the palace to see the emperor and report on official business.

You can't get promoted or make money by relying on those refugees and foreign passers-by.

You also have to do your job conscientiously in front of the emperor, do things that the emperor likes, and make the emperor happy. Then your career will naturally become bright.

Today, the emperor was also confused.

It was already this late, and he still had to go out of the palace. When he came out just now, he clearly saw the emperor riding a red-maned horse. If he was not leaving the palace, there would be no need to ride a horse.

He must have gone out of the palace, but Fang Zheng couldn't figure out what important things might have happened outside the palace.