"The mourning family didn't know you could cook," said the empress dowager, looking at Wen Xiao for a moment. "Look at this, have you done it many times?"

"Not many times," Wen Xiaohan said vaguely. "Mother, try it first. It's not delicious when it's cold."

The Empress Dowager picked up a ball and bit it gently.

She felt the delicious spread in her mouth and suddenly widened her eyes.

"How could you..." the Empress Dowager swallowed her words and looked at the plate of meat balls in front of her with a faint aroma.

Wen Xiao picked his eyebrows. It seemed that he couldn't understand the Empress Dowager's complex look. "Empress mother, what's the taste?"

The Empress Dowager swallowed the food in her mouth and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The mourning family is tired. You can go back and have a rest," the Empress Dowager looked at Wen Xiao faintly. "It's time to wait for the draft again in a few months. You serve the emperor every day, but your stomach hasn't moved. It's time to have dessert."

"My concubine knows," Wen Xiao lightly blessed his body, "and my concubine retired first."

After taking two steps, Wen Xiao turned back and said, "if your mother likes it, my concubine will come back to your little kitchen another day."

"You're the happiest if you don't come to AI's house." the Empress Dowager glared at her. "Let's go. AI's old, but I don't have the energy to deal with your young people."

Wen Xiao smiled and turned away without nostalgia.

The Empress Dowager gently rubbed the exquisite armor cover on her finger, and her expression looked obscure.

"Empress dowager, imperial concubine, this is..." the old lady looked at the master's face and stepped forward and whispered, "is this asking for peace from you?"

"With her temperament, she can make peace with her family?" the queen mother smiled helplessly. "Just because she said a few bad words about her mother when she entered the palace, she remembered her revenge. Now, how can she expect her to make peace with such a temper?"

"Why is that imperial concubine today..."

"Maybe it's just a whim," an obscure light flashed in the Empress Dowager's eyes. "The relationship between mourning and her is just like this. There's no need to go further."

There was a twinkling of love in the old mother's eyes. She stepped back and stopped talking.

Everyone can only see her noble status, how can they know the pain in her heart?

The master has been suffering in the deep palace for many years. From a little noble man to now, how easy is it?

——

Wen Xiao returned to Yaohua palace and used some small dishes. He leaned lazily on the imperial concubine's couch and didn't want to move.

"Madam, the house of internal affairs sent some silk, spices and snail Dai. The maids and maids chose some. Would you like to have a look?" the eunuch in charge of the palace, Xiao Yangzi, entered the hall and said respectfully.

"No, put it away," Wen Xiao covered his lips with his hand and yawned delicately. "The palace is tired. I want to have a rest for a while. Except the Empress Dowager and the emperor, everyone else is missing. Please go if you can. Others can wait until the palace wakes up."

With that, she moved into the inner room and rested under the service of the close maid of honor.

At this time, just in the afternoon, Nie Hong finished his urgent business. He wanted to go to the imperial garden. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the sleeping woman in the morning.

Calculate the time. She should have just had lunch by now?

Nie Hong calmed down and got up to call Li Derong.

Manager Li trotted into the imperial study and stood respectfully aside, waiting for Nie Hong's orders.

"Take the jade hairpins that just arrived today and go to Yaohua palace."