First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

The days in Changliu Palace seemed particularly long, the future was unknown, everyone's face was filled with sadness, and the atmosphere was depressing.

Only Su Jixiang was sleeping in the corner wrapped in his cloak.

"How can you sleep?" Concubine Mei couldn't help but pull at the corner of Su Jixiang's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"Then can you escape?" Su Jixiang opened his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice.

Concubine Mei was stunned. How could she escape? There were Black Tiger soldiers everywhere outside.

"Since we can't escape, why bother worrying about it? We might as well take a rest." Su Jixiang said.

That makes sense, but apart from Su Jixiang, who else can sleep well...

Around noon, the door was suddenly opened, and the strong light that suddenly shone into the hall forced those sitting at the door to squint their eyes.

"Who is Su Jixiang?" An armored soldier standing at the door shouted, "Su Jixiang from the imperial kitchen!"

"I'm calling you!" Mei Fei hurriedly woke Su Jixiang up, "Why don't you just stop sleeping!"

Su Jixiang then stood up, a little sleepy, "It's me!"

Everyone's eyes instantly fell on Su Jixiang, with different expressions, some were envious, some were jealous, and some even felt gloating.

"Follow me!" The armored soldier glanced at Su Jixiang and waved his hand.

Su Jixiang squeezed out again.

Soon, Su Jixiang was taken to Haitang Garden.

Begonia Garden was the place where Emperor Jingdi held banquets in the past, and Su Jixiang was very familiar with it.

The main hall of Haitang Garden is Haitang Zhai. The armored soldiers stopped at the door of Haitang Zhai. A guard went in to report, and soon Su Jixiang was brought in.

Sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties. He was gentle and handsome, with a look that vaguely resembled Emperor Jing, and they were about the same age.

On his left sat Wei Ling, who was wearing a black robe, and a few people Su Jixiang didn't recognize, all of whom looked like military commanders. On his right were a few men, young and old, wearing long robes and square scarves, who should be civil officials and counselors. Xie Yingfeng, who was wearing a moon-white robe that Su Jixiang had seen before, was also among them. When Su Jixiang came in, everyone's eyes fell on her except Wei Ling.

"Kneel down, this is our lord!" The guard who brought Su Jixiang in said to Su Jixiang in a stern voice.

Su Jixiang bowed to the King of Huainan. "Greetings to His Majesty the King of Huainan."

"How dare you!" someone shouted, "This is the new emperor!" A middle-aged man sitting next to Xie Yingfeng stood up angrily.

"Mr. Ding, please don't scare the girl." The King of Huainan laughed and said, "Although I made a bet with Brother Chenliu that the one who enters the imperial city first will be the emperor, but if Brother Chenliu wants to sit in this position, it is not impossible to discuss it."

"My lord, you can't do that!" Mr. Ding, who had scolded Su Jixiang before, bowed quickly. "This is not a bet, but an alliance. My lord is willing to join forces with the Prince of Chenliu to resist the tyranny of Emperor Jing and start an uprising. This is because he cares about the world and has a broad mind and tolerance for others. However, the Prince of Chenliu may not have such a broad mind as my lord. If His Royal Highness the Prince of Chenliu is jealous of my lord in the future, it will be disadvantageous to my lord. We must be on guard. For the safety of those who follow my lord, my lord cannot give up the throne."

"Mr. Ding, you are too polite." Huainan King smiled and raised his hand, motioning him to sit down first, "We'll discuss this later." Then he set his eyes on Su Jixiang, "Just now when we were chatting, I heard Afeng say that the food you cook is delicious. Even Ziyuan, who has no appetite, has eaten a lot of your food? Did you learn from the imperial chef?"

Su Jixiang responded quickly. In fact, although she had worked in the imperial kitchen for many years and had a good relationship with the imperial chefs, they did not really teach her cooking skills. All she knew were the skills she had before she traveled through time, but after arriving in the Daxie Dynasty, she made some adjustments to the ingredients of the Daxie Dynasty.

The level of a national champion is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

"I'm very curious about what kind of skill can allow Ziyuan to eat when his stomach disease attacks." King Huainan said, "So today I'm here to discuss matters with everyone. Why don't you make some snacks for everyone to taste, so that everyone can try your cooking skills!"

"Yes." Su Jixiang bowed her head and responded, then raised her eyes, "Your Highness, if the snacks I make can satisfy Your Highness and the others, can I ask for a favor from Your Highness?"

"Oh? You are really brave!" King Huainan laughed, "Okay, as long as it is not against the law, I can agree to it! Just tell the guards what ingredients you need."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Su Jixiang bowed his head and then stepped back.

Only after walking out of Haitangzhai did Su Jixiang breathe a sigh of relief.

"This little palace maid is so brave! She actually dares to ask for mercy from our lord!" Mr. Ding said after Su Jixiang left.

"That's quite interesting." Xie Yingfeng laughed, "My Lord, what kind of favor do you think this little girl will ask for from you?"

"It's nothing more than asking me to let her go." King Huainan also felt that Su Jixiang was very brave. If an ordinary palace maid were to reach this point, wouldn't she be trembling with fear? But she didn't show any fear at all.

"Hehe, it's just that General Wei ate some food she made when he had stomach problems. Isn't it because Councillor Xie mentioned her specifically in front of His Highness today that General Wei took a fancy to this young lady? She's just an old concubine of Emperor Jing, and it's good enough that she wasn't killed. If you like, just take her away, even take her as a concubine or a pet. Why bother dragging us down with you!" said a bearded general in a muffled voice.

Wei Ling then raised his eyes and looked at him. This man was Sun Zhan, the great uncle of Sun Laoliu.

His wife and children all died in the famine, so he was very concerned about his nephew Sun Chou and raised him as his own son.

Last night, Wei Ling beat Sun Chou severely, knocking him unconscious with a hundred military sticks. For this matter, Sun Zhan went to Wei Ling to complain after following the King of Huainan to the palace in the morning. It was just because his nephew disobeyed the military order first, and Wei Ling gave face to the Sun family and did not kill Sun Chou directly. Even if he complained, he could not say anything else, so he could only lose his temper.

When Su Jixiang arrived today, he knew that this was one of the people who caused his nephew to be beaten last night. There was no way he would give Su Jixiang any chance to please King Huainan.

"I don't have the same idea as General Sun." Wei Ling rarely spoke. "General Sun, don't judge others by yourself. Before entering the city, His Highness repeatedly reminded the army and all his men that we are in rebellion in accordance with the will of heaven and must not burn, kill or plunder. What does General Sun mean by this and how is it different from forcing others to do something? Isn't it just forcibly seizing a woman? General Sun, are you singing a different tune from the lord?"