Chapter 40

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Today's lunch was Southern cuisine prepared by the imperial chefs, all because Jiang Xinyue mentioned last night that she wanted to savor the delicacies of the South.

The staff of the imperial kitchen certainly knew how to return a favor.

The courtyard was blanketed in thick, white snow. A few palace maids swept the snow in the courtyard, creating a world of silver and white that was enchantingly beautiful.

Inspired by the scene, Jiang Xinyue's poetic spirit soared.

After much contemplation, she could only muster a line from Song Zhiwen's "Encountering Snow in the Garden": "I know not if the flakes that fall are today's, or if they're flowers that bloomed in last night's haze."

Just as she was about to recite... no... recite another line, Wang Dequan's figure appeared, walking in from the palace gate.

Jiang Xinyue hurriedly dressed herself and sent Xi Que to greet him. Xi Que, with her honeyed tongue, greeted him, "Eunuch Wang, on such a snowy day, what wind has blown you here? Even this magpie is chirping at your arrival."

The implication was that Eunuch Wang's visit surely brought good tidings to the Harmony Palace.

Wang Dequan smiled, quite pleased, "Has your mistress had her meal yet?"

Xi Que pondered whether to say she had or hadn't. Surely the Emperor wasn't planning to summon her mistress to dine with him?

Wang Dequan, seeing her expression, knew she was overthinking. He waved his duster and said, "Vice Minister Jiang is in the imperial study with the Emperor, discussing the reception of foreign envoys for the New Year's banquet. The Emperor sent me to invite your mistress over."

Many consorts who enter the palace never see their families again, but the Emperor was particularly fond of Consort Zhen and specially sent him to bring her to the imperial study.

Though not explicitly stated, wasn't the intention clear?

Was she about to meet this body's convenient father?

Jiang Xinyue recalled the dynamics between the father and daughter...

Fortunately, her convenient father had five daughters, each one meticulously groomed to enter the palace and pave the way for the Jiang family.

Jiang Yutong was the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, originally not slated for palace life. Her convenient father treated his three concubine-born daughters as commodities but didn't count his two legitimate ones.

It was that fool Jiang Yutong who fell in love with the Emperor at first sight during a palace banquet, starving herself and threatening to hang herself, forcing her way into the palace. Only then did her convenient father package her along with the others and send them in.

Why couldn't she have transmigrated into Jiang Yutong or her younger sister Jiang Yulin?

Being the legitimate daughter of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites wasn't a low status. She could have married a suitable, handsome young man outside the palace as his primary wife and lived more freely than in the palace!

Lost in thought, she arrived at the imperial study.

From afar, she saw two slightly hunched figures talking to the Emperor.

Her sixth sense told Jiang Xinyue that the tall, thin middle-aged man on the left, with a somewhat upright and handsome back of the head, was her convenient father.

After all, someone who could produce such a beautiful daughter couldn't possibly be the short, fat, gray-haired old man on the right.

"Your subject greets Your Majesty."

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