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

"The small kitchen in your palace has always been the most famous." The emperor weighed the jade string in his hand with a little disappointment and said, but there was still no dissatisfaction on his face, "Why is the dish so plain today?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know that Concubine Wan has lost her child. Concubine Hua also thought of the little prince whom she had never met. She always said that she could dream about the little prince in the past few days, and every time she woke up crying. That's why the master of Baohua Palace said that the palace has just lost a child, and we should fast to appease the dead soul. So Concubine Hua has been a vegetarian these days." Songzhi spoke first.

Hua Fei, who was listening at the side, couldn't help but want to applaud Song Zhi.

She was just looking for an excuse to annoy the emperor. If the woman who gave birth to his children had a hard life, he wouldn't have a comfortable life. But Hua Fei didn't expect this.

My son, you should reincarnate as you wish. Leave the matter of disgusting your royal father to your aunt Songzhi.

"Ahem, so that's how it is." The Emperor originally thought that if Concubine Hua was fasting just because of Zhen Huan's miscarriage, it was really an exaggeration. If there was also the reason of the previous child, then it was also excusable.

"The master in Baohua Palace said that fasting would require at least half a month. I didn't expect the emperor to come. I'm sorry to trouble the emperor." As she said this, Concubine Hua took a cup of tea from the tray held by Lanzhi and half-knelt to serve the tea to the emperor.

"I haven't been here for a long time. Please keep the tea." The emperor likes tea that is eight-tenths hot the most. This temperature is acceptable in the Yangxin Palace, but when he came here from the Yangxin Palace, he had to calculate the brewing time and keep the tea at this temperature, which was really rare.

"Your Majesty likes to drink it. Even if you don't come, I will always prepare it." Hua Fei stood up and sat down opposite the emperor, picking up the jade chopsticks to pick up some tofu for the emperor. "Your Majesty, please try Lingzhi's cooking. Even vegetarian dishes are delicious."

The emperor took a bite and it was indeed delicious, but no matter how delicious it was, it was still just tofu...

The dining table was right in front of her, and it seemed unacceptable not to eat the vegetarian food that Concubine Hua had carefully prepared.

When the emperor was eating who knows how many leaves of vegetables, he suddenly realized that this was the first time he had never thought that Nian Gengyao in the northwest border was also trying hard to "please" Concubine Hua in the Yikun Palace.

As expected, his favorite concubine is still Concubine Hua. As for Huan'er, it would be better if she was not so stubborn and was more docile like Chunyuan.

The meal on the table was either radishes carved with flowers or the Pearl Jade White Jade Soup with a very elegant name. These things were beautiful, but they were not fragrant...

The emperor thought that he was not a person who cared much about food, but it seemed that he did not come here for these things today.

He missed Hua Fei's face that was as delicate and bright as a blooming peony, and he also missed the exquisite side dishes in Hua Fei's small kitchen. Even ordinary ham and ordinary shredded vegetables could be made to taste different, and paired with the unique fragrance of the Yikun Palace, he also loved this kind of complex beauty.

I'm used to simple and elegant things and always want to change my taste.

An Lingrong was docile, but the Concubine Hua in front of her was even more docile. The docile Concubine Hua didn’t even bother to hook her belt or flirt with him by his side. She was actually copying scriptures on her desk!!!

"I didn't know you were working so hard now."

At this moment, the Yikun Palace was brightly lit, with the aroma of fragrant incense filling the air. Concubine Hua, wearing a rose-red nightgown, was quietly copying a Buddhist scripture on her desk.