Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

That's not right. If someone really climbed onto the emperor's bed, there would be only two possible outcomes. One is failure. Even if the emperor didn't sentence him to death outright, he would send him far away. He wouldn't keep him there to watch.

The other one is that if she succeeds, then she will be the emperor's woman at least, and she will have some status, and she can't just keep asking for favors.

And didn’t those palace maids just say that she was still a third-class palace maid?

Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot more at ease. At least my original body has never climbed onto the dragon bed, so everything else is easy.

Wu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly thought of a question: what dynasty and period had she traveled to?

She looked at her clothes again. She didn't know much about ancient clothing, and she had no idea that she was wearing the clothes of a palace maid.

So how do you know what dynasty and period you are in?

By the way, ask someone what the emperor’s name is!

Uh...it seems like the emperor's name can't be called casually...

I remembered that there is a specific crime called "great disrespect" for calling the emperor's name directly, which means exile. So forget it.

Emperor Kangxi, Emperor Yongzheng, what was the first title? Wu Qing thought for a long time and remembered——

It's the reign title! You can ask about the reign title at will.

Wu Qing was thinking about all sorts of random things.

It was only about ten to twenty minutes from the time she was punished to kneel. She stood up and walked towards the direction where Qinghe Qingmiao's team of palace maids came from, because they brought the food boxes from there.

As we got closer, we discovered that people were coming out from a courtyard behind it one after another. Many of them were carrying the same food boxes as the palace maids we had just seen carrying!

After sniffing carefully, I found that there was indeed the smell of water vapor and food in the air.

Is it the kitchen? Wu Qing was a little excited. It really is the kitchen?!

As she got closer, Wu Qing saw the words "Imperial Tea and Food Room" written on the plaque! !

She was so happy and excited that she even walked to the palace's dining hall.

Come on, come on! I’m here to eat too—Wu Qing, who has watched a lot of costume dramas, was very happy.

She walked into the yard while screaming madly in her heart. Then, she was dumbfounded!

This is indeed a large dining hall, but I didn't expect it to be so big (the imperial tea and dining rooms in the Forbidden City have twenty-nine rooms), and the people sitting there to eat are dressed in all kinds of clothes.

There are eunuchs, palace maids, guards, and even officials of different levels!

Looking at this scene, it is obvious that people are seated according to their social status and rank.

Wu Qing was completely in the dark and didn't know where to sit.

Just then, a palace maid carrying a food box came out from the opposite side and smiled and nodded at her. Did that mean they knew each other?

Wu Qing didn't even have time to hesitate before she blurted out to the chubby-faced maid, "Sister, have you seen Qinghe?"

Qinghe had just taken someone away with lunch boxes. Wu Qing knew about it, but this was one of the only two names she knew, so she could only use it for now.

The person on the opposite side who was smiling and greeting was stunned. Wu Qing didn't know what she said wrong, so she just ignored it and continued to talk nonsense, "I just fell down, and it's not easy for me to walk in like this. Can you please help me find it, sister? Thank you, thank you!"

"Oh!" The little palace maid was confused. What was wrong with Wu Qing from Desheng Palace? She called the first-class palace maid by her name and didn't even call her sister?

She thought to herself, but that was Desheng Hall's business, so she couldn't say anything. "Don't worry, I'll help you find it right away."

Wu Qing stretched her neck and looked at the direction where the little palace maid who was helping her find someone was going. When she was almost out of sight, she hurriedly raised her feet to catch up.

She was not looking for Qinghe, she wanted to see which way the little palace maid was going so that she would know where she should sit for dinner.

From a distance, Wu Qing watched the little palace maid look around and then turn around when she didn't find the person. She took note of it and quickly retreated.

When the chubby-faced little palace maid came out again, Wu Qing was already pretending to be waiting at the door.

The young maid apologized, "I couldn't find Sister Qinghe. Is there anything else I can do to help Sister Wuqing?"

Wu Qing said hurriedly: "Thank you, then don't bother. I think he hasn't arrived yet, I'll wait here."

Oh, the original body was also called Wu Qing. Isn’t this one of the laws of traveling through books?

But Wu Qing tried hard to think about it, but still couldn't think of anyone with the same name as her in any of the books she had read.

Not to mention the heroine, she also thought carefully about the supporting actresses, and even did not let go of the vicious female supporting actresses, but still failed.

As soon as the chubby-faced palace maid left, Wu Qing immediately slipped into the imperial tea and pantry along the wall.

When she came in just now, she already understood everything and knew how to get the food and where to sit.

A portion of dry food, a bowl of soup, and a bowl of stew. Not fancy, but filling.

Come to think of it, the exquisite delicacies from land and sea would never be enjoyed by servants like palace maids and eunuchs.

Wu Qing finished her portion of the meal and felt much better in her stomach, but she still wanted to eat more.

Firstly, I was incredibly hungry. Secondly, in a previous life, I'd been ill for over six months, and my stomach had been churning constantly. It had been so long since I'd felt this kind of satisfaction. This stomach feeling of comfort after eating was something I'd never felt before. When I was healthy, it seemed normal, but only after I'd been sick did I realize how precious it was.

She glanced at the area where the food was being distributed to see if anyone was going back to get more food.

Sure enough, there was some, so she got up to add some. As she walked back and forth, she pricked up her ears to listen.

Many people were talking in low voices. Wu Qing tried hard to extract information from the complicated voices, trying to find something useful for herself.

"The Ninth Prince has a very good relationship with our Emperor. He is already seventeen years old, but still lives in the palace." A palace maid whispered.

"What do you know? I heard that he was going to be crowned a king and have his own palace last year, but the Ninth Prince was busy controlling the flood and had no time to come back to receive the title, so it was delayed until now." said another palace maid.

"Yes, I heard that too. They say that when His Highness the Ninth Prince returns this year, he will be crowned a king and have his own palace..."

Wu Qing heard a lot of people discussing the Ninth Prince, but this kind of high-ranking official had nothing to do with her, and she didn't hear any useful information here, so she skipped it and listened to what others said.

Finally, he heard the name of the current era: Zhaoming, and it was the fifth year of Zhaoming. In Wu Qing's memory, there was no such era name.

Someone else was heard whispering, "General Gu, he was personally appointed General King by the Emperor. How could there be discord between the Emperor and his subjects?"

"Who knows? We did hear the sound of fighting in Desheng Hall..." a young eunuch whispered.

As Wu Qing listened, her mind was already thinking about the origins of these familiar words—General Gu, General King?!

I have read a lot of ancient Chinese novels, and there are many generals with the surname Gu, but the only one who was personally conferred the title of General King by the Emperor was Gu Shixin.

I remembered it now. It was a novel that Wu Qing read more than half a year ago when she was diagnosed with stomach cancer and was hospitalized for chemotherapy for the first time.

That was something Wu Qing couldn't accept!

More than half a year has passed. Wu Qing thought about it and still remembered the book called "The General's General".