Reborn as a Sickly Child: The Emperor's Beloved

Time flies, September is coming to an end, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost time for His Majesty's birthday. October 2nd is His Majesty's birthday, and there are only five or six days left. The entire palace is immersed in a tense and busy atmosphere.

As an important person in charge of preparing the birthday banquet, Shen Yanyan is busy every day.

She got up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the dogs every day. She went to various palaces in person to discuss the details of the birthday banquet with the Ministry of Rites and the general managers of the palace. From the selection of dishes to the layout of the venue, she personally checked every link and strived to achieve perfection. It was the first time for Shen Yanyan to organize such a large banquet. She had no experience and had to check everything herself. The people who attended His Majesty's birthday this time were not only court officials and families of various families, but also envoys sent by the four surrounding countries.

In the imperial kitchen, Shen Yanyan and a group of chefs worked together to research new dishes, hoping to present a feast for the taste buds for His Majesty at the birthday banquet.

She carefully selects recipes to ensure that every dish is fresh and delicious.

In addition to overseeing the layout and decoration of the imperial kitchen, she also supervised the dance and music rehearsals of the palace maids.

Despite being busy, Shen Yanyan was not impatient at all. This birthday banquet was of great significance to Xiao Jingzhan. This year was the most important year, and she hoped that everything would go smoothly from the beginning of this banquet.

The palace was busy, and the people outside the palace were also busy.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were very busy. In order to welcome the envoys from various countries, they had already made arrangements for the reception and other matters. The capital city was also quite lively, with envoys entering the city in waves.

Envoys from neighboring countries have arrived in the capital one after another.

Shen Tingjiang led the garrison to patrol the capital to maintain order and security.

Linjiang Tower.

In the private room on the third floor, sat a chilling man.

His face was hidden by a mask, but the sinister aura emanating from it could not be ignored. His eyes were cold and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

The most striking thing is his silver-white hair, which flashes an eerie light under the dim light. This hair complements his sinister temperament and adds a sense of mystery and danger.

The windows were tightly closed, as if blocking out everything from the outside world. From the outside, one could only see the tightly closed windows and could not peek into the scene inside the private room.

"Have the people from Xiliang entered the capital?" The man exuded a coldness that kept people at a distance, and even his tone was icy.

"My lord, not yet. It will take another day or two before we can enter the city." The guard Li Jian bowed and said.

"The Prime Minister of the Li Dynasty has been trying to contact us, master." Li Jian said again.

The man still had no expression on his face and said coldly, "Let him wait."

"Yes, master."

"I am here for grain seeds, other things are secondary. Don't have too much contact with him. The emperor of the dynasty is no fool." The man was calm and emotionless, but the strong aura of a superior around him was hard to ignore.

"Who wins or loses the struggle between the emperor and the powerful prime minister has nothing to do with me. Improving the food shortage in my Beidi country is the top priority." The news that Li Dynasty has high-yield grain varieties spread throughout the Zhou Kingdom. It seems that most of the people who came to Beijing this time came for this matter.

"Xiliang has had a plan for a long time. The King of Xiliang has written a letter to Your Majesty, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to send troops to the Kingdom of Li. The one who came to the capital this time is the eldest prince of Xiliang, and I'm afraid he also came for this matter, and wants to win over Your Majesty." Lijian knew that Your Majesty disliked Xiliang, but he couldn't resist the fact that Your Majesty was on good terms with the King of Xiliang.

"I'd like to see how he's going to win me over." Helian Fu stroked the teacup in his hand, his face expressionless, but his eyes full of interest. The people of Xiliang are insidious and cunning, ambitious, and not the kind of people you can work with, but temporary cooperation is not impossible. Each side gets what it needs, and naturally it's a pleasure.

"Send a message to our team to arrive in Beijing one day earlier than the Xiliang envoys. Also send someone to investigate the imperial concubine who handed over the grain seeds, no matter how big or small the matter is." Helian Fu ordered in a deep voice. He was a little curious about what kind of woman could find such grain.

"Yes." Li Jian bowed and turned to instruct the person outside, who then left the restaurant.

Night fell over the palace. After all affairs were settled, she dragged her tired body towards her own Yaohua Palace.

When passing the Imperial Garden, perhaps because she was too tired, Xia Zhu was a little directionally challenged. She walked ahead with a lamp in hand, and as she walked, she deviated from the original route. Shen Yanyan inadvertently glimpsed a small path. This path was hidden, and she had not discovered it when she walked in the Imperial Garden before.

A trace of doubt surged in her heart, and she turned to ask Xia Zhu beside her: "Where does this road lead to?"

Xia Zhu followed her gaze and replied softly, "Your Majesty, I don't know either. Wait a moment and I will take a look."

After saying that, Xia Zhu nodded on tiptoe, flew up to the stone mountain next to him, looked into the distance with the help of the light in the palace, and then he understood.

Xia Zhu flew again and landed next to Shen Yanyan, "Your Majesty, this path leads to the cold palace. The nearest one in front is where Concubine Gao lives." Xia Zhu followed the Empress and had come into contact with all the big and small matters in the palace. She remembered very clearly the palace where the Concubine lived. It was here.

"Oh, is this where she lives?" Shen Yanyan no longer felt tired when talking about this. She had long wanted to provoke her, but she had been busy with the affairs of the harem and had not had time to cause trouble for her. It would be better to do it today, right now, to go and take a look.

The night enveloped the cold palace, silent and eerie.

The two walked along the path and arrived at the gate of the cold palace. From a distance, they saw two guards holding weapons, standing guard at the gate vigilantly.

Shen Yanyan stopped, frowned slightly, and winked at Xia Zhu beside her.

Xia Zhu understood and gently turned off the lamp in her hand. Suddenly, the surroundings fell into darkness, with only a faint moonlight shining on the ground.

Shen Yanyan looked around, her eyes fell on the wall next to her, and she poked Xia Zhu, indicating Xia Zhu to follow her.

The two men avoided the guards' sight, walked to the backyard wall, and flew into the yard.

Looking at the dilapidated environment around her, Shen Yanyan sighed and shook her head. She didn't know whether Miss Gao could live in such a yard.

Looking at the appearance of the palace, Shen Yanyan walked towards the best house, thinking that Gao Jinyi might be in it.

Shen Yanyan pulled Xia Zhu into the room. It was pitch black. Although she could see clearly, she was really afraid of the dark. When she walked alone, she always felt like someone was watching her from behind. It was scary.

When they entered the room, they saw Gao Jinyi looking at them in fear. As if frightened, the two were puzzled. They were so gentle, so why was Gao Jinyi so defensive?