This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 180 The Emperor Hasn't Come to My Place These Days

"There are so many people here today, why don't we think of something fun?" Zhen Huan looked at the beauties in front of her, thought of the pot she was carrying today, and came up with another idea.

The key to making a pot is the soup base, which takes time. Zhen Huan asked the small kitchen to prepare the soup base in Sui Yuxuan, while Lingzhi only needed to make a lighter-flavored soup base in the small kitchen.

It just so happened that Lingzhi prepared Agaricus blazei and black chicken soup for Concubine Hua for lunch today. Now take out the chicken rack, put the chicken slices on a plate, and add some water to the chicken soup to make a new pot base.

In addition, I made some extra mushroom soup essence base with Ganoderma lucidum a few days ago. I took a bowl of it and dissolved it, and it became another pot base.

Within half an hour, Lingzhi and the chef from the small kitchen made two pots.

The pot that Suiyuxuan brought today is quite unusual. It has nine grids, and the spiciness of each grid is different.

Just now Lingzhi tasted the spiciness of each dish and decided to have a lighter flavor for the other shabu-shabu pot.

Twelve portions of beef and mutton were cut into plates, as well as Hua Fei's favorite foods such as ox tongue, duck intestines, duck blood, sashimi, twelve kinds of mushrooms of different colors, and eighteen kinds of vegetables such as yam, corn, and tribute vegetables.

Xiaolouzi then took out from the storehouse the wine that Concubine Hua had brewed this year when she lived in Qingliang Terrace in Yuanmingyuan.

While the dishes were being served here, Lingzhi went to the small kitchen and took the chopped shrimp and fish meat and put them into a bamboo tube split in half. Later, she would put it directly into the pot to make meatballs for the masters.

An octagonal round table was set up in the main hall to entertain guests. Concubine Hua and Concubine Qi were waiting to be appointed host and guest and took their seats according to their positions.

In front of me, there is a red nine-square grid with bubbles popping out, which is very strange to look at.

The spicy aroma filled the air and everyone swallowed unconsciously.

Just now, Zhen Huan had played a few rounds of guessing games with everyone, and everyone already knew the answer.

After several rounds of toasts, each beauties was defeated by the nine-square grid. Zhen Huan suggested starting the game again. The loser would have to eat a bite of the tofu that had been stewed for a long time in the middle of the nine-square grid.

The one in the middle is the spiciest.

“Sister Wan...Shaha...Shaha..." Chun Changzai was so spicy that she kept fanning her tongue with her hand, "Chun'er won't come...Shaha...Shaha..."

"Who told you to keep sticking your chopsticks into the spicy hot pot?" Concubine Hua rolled her eyes at Chun Changzai and asked Songzhi to pour a bowl of milk for Chun Changzai.

Milk is the most effective in relieving spiciness.

Concubine Jing and Shen Meizhuang both couldn't eat spicy food, so after taking a few bites, they fell in love with the shrimp meatballs in the pot of Ganoderma lucidum mushroom soup.

"Please forgive her." Shen Meizhuang smiled and looked at Zhen Huan who had a smirk on her face.

"It's okay. If Concubine Chun loses, I'll eat for you later." An Lingrong's chopsticks had never stopped digging into the spicy hot pot since the meal started.

"It's still...Sister Siha...Sister An...Siha...is good...Siha..." Chun Changzai gulped down a cup of milk tea before he felt relieved.

"You two should eat less too. Be careful of getting a lump if you eat too much spicy food. Lingrong also needs to take care of her throat."

"It's okay. The emperor hasn't been coming to my place these days." Zhen Huan took out another piece of duck blood from the nine-square grid. How could the duck blood made in Concubine Hua's palace be so tender and smooth?

A word that Zhen Huan casually said suddenly made the lively atmosphere in the room quiet down.

An Lingrong paused for a moment while holding the chopsticks, then picked up another meatball from the nine-square grid. She was going to eat to her heart's content today anyway.

Since they came in, everyone tacitly and deliberately did not mention someone or someone else.

"This chili is rare. Even in my palace, I rarely see it." Concubine Hua seemed to have not heard what Zhen Huan said just now.

"This was a tribute from Shu to the Ministry of Internal Affairs a few days ago. I don't know where the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs got the information, but they sent the bag of chili and the pot to Suiyuxuan."

"I made some spicy meals in the small kitchen before. This pepper is indeed much more fragrant than the ones grown in the capital."

Shu and the Imperial Household Department knew his preference and specially sent him chili and pots as tribute...

Concubine Hua had some bad associations. What she had just eaten might not be spicy hotpot, but dog food that someone specially sent as tribute from Bashu.

Sending hot pot from a thousand miles away is so spicy and conveys deep love.

"I think it's a good idea, too." Concubine Hua didn't know how to respond for a moment, and Concubine Qi beside her was also smiling...

After living together in the prince's mansion for so many years and moving to the palace together, the two lived next to each other, but Concubine Hua didn't know that Concubine Qi also loved spicy food.

At the beginning of the meal, everyone was still holding their dishes, letting the palace maids behind them put the food in their bowls before they picked up their chopsticks to enjoy.

Later, Concubine Qi couldn't bear it anymore and asked Cuiguo to stand aside, and she started eating herself. Concubine Xin followed closely behind. It seemed that the people in Changchun Palace were really from the same family.

"Today's soup is rich enough. Next time, please try the Qiongzhou specialties that my father sent from his office. The Qiongzhou special dregs vinegar soup is also very delicious."

Chun Changzai: "When is the next time?"

Concubine Hua: If you haven’t finished this meal, we will arrange the next meal.

Looking at the table of dishes prepared by Lingzhi, almost all of them were cleared away, with only a few leftovers. Xin Changzai, An Changzai and Chun Changzai were still working hard.

Concubine Hua sighed, no wonder the emperor required the concubines in the harem to be frugal, it seemed that he knew that his women were such big eaters?

Emperor: Don’t all my women have small stomachs?

As they drank jar after jar of wine, the beauties' faces were all flushed with a thin layer of blush.

This wine is mellow and well-sealed, so it has a strong aftertaste.

Chun Changzai felt a little dizzy after just a few cups.

"Sister Wan, you can't get drunk. If you are drunk, what will you do if the emperor summons you?" Chun Changzai's big eyes were already hazy.

"Your Majesty?" Concubine Wan was a little drunk to begin with. She leaned on the table and poked holes in a piece of tofu with her chopsticks. "Where is the emperor? The emperor will not come. The emperor... is now... with the newlyweds..."

Zhen Huan's voice became softer and softer, perhaps because of the alcohol, Zhen Huan felt a little sad.

She has been very conflicted these days. She loves the emperor very much, and she also knows that the emperor loves her very much. But recently, she always feels that the emperor does not love her that much.

It is very difficult to be a sober woman, to have the emperor's favor and to control yourself from sinking into it.

Zhen Huan is always sometimes sober and sometimes decadent.

Why does the emperor always have so many new people?

Concubine Hua looked at Zhen Huan with a hint of melancholy in her eyes, sighed out a breath of wine with a hint of grape aroma, and rolled her eyes.

Only when she is drunk will Zhen Huan let go of the last bit of her rationality.

Was Shen Meizhuang's eyes full of heartache when she looked at Zhen Huan? Ling was favored and Huan'er treated the emperor sincerely, how could she not feel bitter.

Normally she just doesn't say it.

When Concubine Jing looked at Zhen Huan, she recalled herself in the palace.

You have to see it with your own eyes to understand it clearly.