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Only then did she remember that the name of the most noble palace was Cui Jinying, the Cui Jinying who seemed cold and arrogant but only needed to see stitches on the wall named Jang Geum, and her perseverance would instantly collapse.

Teasing the most noble palace is like starting some fun in a life that is as clear as a dry well.During the few years in the imperial kitchen, Yan Yan searched a lot of unofficial history from the sidelines. The vicious fight between the Cui and Han factions, as well as the conflicts forged in various competitions, are vivid enough to make people listen to count. After a few months, there was Jinying but not Changjin, and those who relayed it often sighed in the end.

"So, I did meet Han Shanggong once." In the reservoir in charge of the emperor's Meiyu, Yan Yan chatted with someone inappropriately.

"What? Have you seen Empress Han Shanggong?" Min Shanggong, who was working in the reservoir, screamed, his eyes widened, as if he was mentioning some taboo topic.

"I met them when I was in the Taiping Pavilion." Yan Yan smiled lightly, and did not specifically say that she actually saw the two generations of the most noble palaces, or that she and her predecessor Zheng Shanggong, the former most noble palace, were in a deeper layer. familiar facts.

"Taiping Pavilion? You stayed in the Taiping Pavilion? How did you come back alive?!"

Without answering Min Shanggong's yelling, Yan Yan looked at the darkening sky. "There are still some things to sort out in the material library, so I'll take my leave first."

It was rare for her to be so leisurely after returning to the palace, all because Yin Ran was pregnant again with a dragon fetus.As long as the middle palace conceives, it will be a war and besieged on all sides.

When Queen Zhang Jing died of illness, in order to prevent the harem concubine who was known to be the daughter of a hero from endangering Zhang Jing's son, the queen mother specially selected Yin Ran from the poor family of the same Poping Yin family as the protector of Yuanzi Li Yao. The Queen Mother's position is similar, but if Yinran is pregnant, people's minds may change.It is not surprising that the Empress Dowager, who was originally a supporter of the Central Palace, would be in the same spirit as the hero faction who hated Yin Ran's ascension to the post.

It's just that she still underestimated Yin Ran's ability to find things to do when she has nothing to do.

"I heard that the Shang Palace was promoted to hold a birthday party for the Supreme Palace last night, but the Supreme Palace went to your place?" Yan Yan, who was taken to drink tea again, is very familiar with Yin Ran's tone, wrapped in spying Ridiculous and provocative, she is not so stupid as to think that after Yin Ran enters the palace, he will reverse the deep nature in his bones.

"Even if I come from two classes of nobles, the Most Noble Palace is still my boss. I can't invite people out with a cold face."

"But every time you see me, you are not very happy."

Yan Yan didn't say a word, just took a sip of tea and said, "Now the situation is in danger, you should have leisure time."

"I'm planning to go to Yunyan Temple for a while." As if discussing the trivial matters of the harem, Yin Ran picked up the teacup and smiled slightly. "Recently, my concubine Jing, relying on the protection of the hero faction and the favor of the emperor, has become more and more lawless in the harem, and the uncle who originally supported me also changed his attitude overnight because he was afraid that I would be indifferent to Yuanzi because I was pregnant this time. Gong wants to have power, which is the way to ensure life. So I want to ask you, which side do you want to stand on?"

"Women should not interfere in political affairs." Yan Yan frowned unexpectedly as the tea leaves seemed to be slightly bitter after being bored for too long. "How you fight with them, I'm just a woman in the palace and I can't care so much, and I just want to wait for the white hair to come out of the palace when the country changes."

"It doesn't matter even if I fail?" Yin Ran smiled melancholy.

Looking at Yin Ran who was about to see off the guests, Yan Yan put down the teacup and said suddenly before getting up: "You are not reconciled, are you? Your fate is always manipulated by others. I have seen the same thing in the Supreme Palace , Buried under the strong self-esteem, I still want to do many things.”

Walking out of the door, Yan Yan only let out an inarticulate sigh after hearing a thank you from behind.

The sigh continued after seeing Jing Feng brought two bags full of persimmons back to the room.

"Jingfeng, didn't you tell the Supreme Palace that we didn't touch these persimmons?"

"I said it, but the empress kept staring at me and asked me to bring it back..."

"──Pile it to the corner." Seeing Jingfeng standing on tiptoe, stacking two bags of persimmons on the crumbling persimmon spire, it is no longer a solution that can be solved by just sighing. "Don't crush my violin, bring some cockroaches and take this annoying thing away."

And when the delivered persimmons were about to occupy the only aisle, Yan Yan finally couldn't bear it and went to find Cui Jinying.

"It just so happens that there are some problems with the food in the material library recently, Yan Shanggong, come with me."

It was obviously the most noble palace that was talking so grandly, but when they walked outside the imperial kitchen, the other party was silent, Yan Yan looked at the expressionless face, and sighed: "Your Majesty has sent a lot of money recently. Persimmon, I am grateful in my heart, but this kindness has flooded the room..."

Before he could finish his praise, he was interrupted by the Most Noble Palace—"Yan Shang Palace can be forwarded to friends in the palace."

"Your Majesty really thinks highly of slaves, but when it comes to friends, I'm in the same situation as the Most Noble Palace Empress." There was a hint of playfulness on the gentle face.

For such obvious irony, the most noble palace still did not change face. "Jing Feng recently got acquainted with Cheng Enshang Palace in the side hall, that's a good place to go."

Thinking of what Jing Feng said when he came back, Yan Yan smiled after a moment of silence. "Your Majesty and Li Liansheng from the side hall are especially Shanggong. They are companions in the imperial dining room who grew up together, but they are especially concerned at this time? Or is it because Li Shanggong's friend is back?"

Unsurprisingly, seeing a wave of wavering in the other party's eyes, Yan Yan spent all her time waiting for Cui Jinying to put on that cold face──

"Everyone in the imperial dining kitchen knows that if there is Cui Jinying, there would be no Xu Changjin. Doesn't Yan Shanggong know this?"

It was not as good as the previous dodges, she admired the opponent who directly met her with a hidden knife in her smile, but it was a pity that she still deviated from the sharpest blade in the question. "Actually, if a person wants to tell a lie, he has to start with his eyes."

"However, I'm just better at lying than the most noble palace." Yan Yan looked away and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The wind was violent and the rain was violent, the gayaqin hurriedly chased the wind and rain, the plectrum was played repeatedly, and suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the strings of the qin broke like a thunderbolt.There was a bloodstain on the back of his hand.

"What's wrong with your mother?" Jing Feng from outside rubbed his sleepy eyes and poked his head in. Yan Yan gently covered her right hand, and dismissed her after two or three sentences.

It wasn't until the blood dripped on the strings that the slightly lowered dark eyes saw the shocking touch.

The wind and rain raged all night, and the next day the sky was full of scorching sun. It was a rare busy time for the Material Kushan Palace, and the items in the warehouse had to be lifted out one by one to prevent mold.It's just that most of the time, Yan Yan just lazily stands aside and directs.

"Your Majesty, why do I have to move so many things?" Jing Feng raised his head and complained in protest.

"My hand is hurt." Shaking the back of her hand twice in front of Jing Feng's eyes, Yan Yan tried her best to make her words sound sincere. "Besides, this is a good time to train you. Working in the imperial kitchen requires not only excellent craftsmanship, but also physical strength..."

While talking, Zhi Mi Shang Gong suddenly approached and said to Yan Yan: "Your Majesty invites you to the Zhong Palace."

Looking aside, Yan Yan's expression remained unchanged. "I see."