70. Chapter 70 Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet 1
When he came up in the morning, Xuanyuan Yao, who had always been very powerful, yawned several times in a row. He looked tired and sleepy, and he looked like he was lacking in energy.
When the ministers saw this, they secretly discussed, "It seems that the queen is really good at it. A person as lively as the emperor..."
Li Cai cooked a pot of strong tea for Xuanyuan Yao, simmered it for a long time, and Nuonuo said: "Your Majesty, it is inevitable that you and the Queen will have a fire, but the dragon's body is very important."
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Autumn is here in the blink of an eye.
The days in August are not as sultry and scorching as in summer. The sun is shining brightly and the air is crisp in autumn.
There is only half a month left before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Because the emperor and his ministers enjoy this festival together and the courtiers exchange feelings with each other, Xuanying Palace pays special attention to it.
In the past, before Murong Qianqian entered the palace as the queen, Concubine Zhen would handle the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Now that the throne of the harem is certain, Concubine Zhen would be ignored even if she wanted to take care of her.
Murong Qianqian always hated trouble, so she smiled and declined: "I have thought that the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet is very important, but unfortunately I have no experience in preparing banquets, so I hope to trouble Concubine Zhen again."
Concubine Zhen smiled happily, nodded and said: "Since the Queen has spoken like this, then I should take it upon myself to..."
Before she finished speaking, the Queen Mother on the side had already coughed dryly and said seriously: "Queen, not everything is natural, you can still learn what you don't understand."
Murong Qianqian still wanted to refuse, but before she could think of the lines in her mind, the Queen Mother continued: "As the master of the harem, if the Queen cannot even host the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, how will she be able to honor the world in the future?"
After being told this, Murong Qianqian naturally couldn't find any words to refuse, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, and then led Xiang Mo out of Xianshou Palace.
Seeing Murong Qianqian leaving, Concubine Zhen looked ugly and muttered: "Aunt, since Murong Qianqian has already declined the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner, why let her continue again.
In the past, it was all handled by Zhen'er. A talented girl like her who only knows how to sit in the boudoir and feel sad about the spring and autumn. If she can't handle this, she will lose the face of the royal family."
The Queen Mother smiled happily and said, "If the Queen fails to handle it well and loses the royal family's face, some people will understand this, and the Aijia and you cannot be blamed.
But if you take over the task of organizing the banquet, others will say that you, Concubine Zhen, are ignorant, not to mention that you can't handle it well. Even if the Mid-Autumn Festival is a spectacular day, it won't give you a good reputation."
After Concubine Zhen heard this, she immediately nodded with a smile, "The mother-in-law is really great!"
Time flies.
Seeing that there were only five days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, Murong Qianqian still acted as if nothing had happened. She strolled in the garden in the morning, made tea and watched a show at noon, and drank wine and admired the moon in the evening. She seemed to be in a leisurely manner.
The person behind the scenes who was ready to watch the show originally wanted to make things difficult for her, and wrote a book of various supporting methods to suppress her, but she still didn't see any action.
As a personal maid, Xiang Mo couldn't help but look anxiously at Qian, "Mother, the Mid-Autumn Festival is about to begin."
Murong Qianqian peeled an apple, took a bite of it, and said casually: "Who said it's right away? There are still five days."
Dabao came in with a basin of hot water, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and said, "Mother, these five days are too little. In the past, Concubine Zhen would arrange things a month in advance, so this is barely decent."
Chapter completed!