Siru exchanged a pot of soup for a justifiable rampant domineering.

All of them:

Scold.

was originally a female devil.

No one dares to mess with it.

It's good now.

And there is a holy decree.

Even the emperor acquiesced.

Even if it's a complaint.

The concubine is brutal and loves to whip or something.

I guess it's useless.

It is impossible for the emperor to slap himself.

Oh, I heard that the concubine also slapped Concubine Zhen in front of the emperor.

Hehe.

It's amazing.

The emperor has not blamed him.

It's against the sky.

Such a concubine can't be provoked.

Stay away.

But I'm curious.

What kind of soup made the emperor regress so much.

The favorite concubine was beaten.

I can't take care of it.

Also a lot of rewards.

A holy decree was also issued.

The concubine is cool and good.

Wood is wrong.

That's how it should be.

Set an example for the concubines.

All concubines should listen to the teachings of the concubines.

The most surprised Concubine Zhen.

was beaten.

Slap in the face in public.

I heard that the concubine was very hard.

Five finger prints are bright red, bright red.

It hurts to look at.

Concubine Zhen didn't even make trouble with the emperor.

Crying.

Take revenge.

It's so weird.

The Emperor and Concubine Zhen:

Scold.

Forgot.

Just thinking about the soup.

Who cares about that.

It's all about longevity.

Siru because of a bowl of soup.

famous.

Belch.

Although she was already famous.

Yunjin Palace is also lively.

And the people of all the palaces came to inquire.

What soup did the concubine boil.

What's in there.

What is the order of precedence.

It's delicious, no.

All sorts of questions.

The palace people of Yunjin Palace:

Scold.

We know yarn.

They were all kicked out.

Holiday.

One back.

I heard that Liang Liang is even more awesome.

Because of a bowl of soup.

I also want to know what kind of soup it is.

But no.

As a minion of Yunjin Palace, how can he be further behind than the news of the people outside.

will be ridiculed for a hundred years.

Just.

Blow.

Oh, it's a great soup.

A lot of precious medicinal herbs were added.

Millennium, millennium, millennium

Various.

That afternoon, the entire Yunjin Palace was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

As for what's in the soup.

Order.

Scold.

How do we know.

It's all minions.

Understand?

Siru knows.

Raise eyebrows.

Ouch, that's good.

and gathered all the people of the palace together in the main hall.

Siru held Mama's hand and slowly stood up.

The posture is extremely elegant and noble.

Placket.

"I heard that many people have asked you about our Yunjin Palace recently, and you have also said it."

Palace people:

Terrified.

Kneeling down with a brush.

Kneel for a piece.

Keep your head down.

Don't dare to look up.

It's terrifying for the concubine to get angry.

To whip it.

The concubines in the palace have all experienced it themselves.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Cool and spare life.

Don't dare again.

Don't dare to divulge the secrets of Yunjin Palace again.

Siru smiled.

No, no, no.

I don't blame you.

What about it?

It's no secret.

Arguably.

It's even more awesome.

However, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

So, everyone, this is a great opportunity to make money.

Got it.

Until you walk out.

Everyone was still confused.

What does this mean.

Is it allowed?

Think again.

Scold.

Cool, you're naughty again.

But there is something wrong with the wood.

It's normal to get news and give money.

The people of Yunjin Palace took advantage of this opportunity to make a lot of money.

The Queen Mother and the Queen obviously knew about it.

So he sent someone to ask.

Siru:

Oh.

It's nothing.

It's a perfect tonic soup.

It is made with a variety of precious Chinese herbs.

Special supplement.

The emperor is probably overworked recently, afraid.

That's why, well, you know.

Momma:

Anyway, in the end, I went back with a wooden face.

Tell the Queen Mother truthfully.

The Queen Mother twisted her eyebrows.

It seems that this is indeed the case.

The emperor favors Concubine Zhen.

Now I don't go to other concubines.

The harem is the most taboo pet.

No way.

It seems that it is going to be drafted for the emperor.

As for the soup, go, and call the imperial doctor to the mourning family.

The mourners should ask clearly.

People are old.

I don't want to die.

Afraid.

If the soup is really effective, it can prolong life and live longer.

Who doesn't want it.

Not to mention the Queen Mother's private treasury, even the good things in the treasury are innumerable.

The Queen Mother called the Imperial Doctor.

After that, the soup will be stewed.

A variety of precious medicinal herbs.

Concubines,

Anyway, the Imperial Doctor became very busy.

Keep your feet on the ground.

He spoke so much that his mouth was dry.

Scold.

It's just a few sentences over and over again.

Wooden face.

Never mind.

Let's all go stew.

The soup was good.

Nourishing.

After all, so many precious medicinal materials were used.

Various millennia.

There was a frenzy of stewed soup in the palace.

The entire imperial city is filled with a strong aroma.

People who smell it, oh, all think, it's greedy.

The coolers are so rich.

These soups were not drunk by the concubines themselves.

What a precious soup.

What a waste of drinking it yourself.

To take it to fix the pet.

Court.

Brush your presence in front of the emperor.

Emperor, Emperor, this is the soup boiled by the concubines.

It's very compensating.

You taste it.

Although it is not as good as the concubine's, it is not bad.

Emperor:

Scold.

It's annoying though.

But let it go.

I've lived for 150 years, and if I drink more, I might be able to live for another 50 years.

I still have business to attend to.

You go out first.

Concubines:

Throw it away when you're done with it.

It feels so bad.

But, respectfully step aside.

You are the Son of Heaven, you have the final say.

It's not as hard a backstage as a concubine.

Be cautious.

But, it's really distressing.

That soup.

Oh, I always feel like I've fed the dog.

There is no return.

It's better to drink it yourself.

But it was too late.

However, not all concubines have a thousand-year-old ginseng, a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu.

It's like not all those who are officials in the court are prime ministers.

The gap between the rich and the poor is still quite large.

No way.

And he sent a message to his family.

Ask for something.

If you have it, you might be able to walk sideways.

can get the emperor's favor.

Maybe I'll be able to give birth to a dragon son at that time.

Be an emperor.

People are ambitious.

It will also make up for the brain.

What if it becomes the next emperor's foreign family?

But what is thousands of years old is really too precious.

There is no market.

The same can be used as a family heirloom.

Reluctant.

It's distressing.

But compared to the glory of the ancestors.

It doesn't seem to matter that much anymore.

When the time comes, there is nothing to ask for.

Gritted his teeth and sent things in.

My heart is bleeding.

I don't have anything at home.

So I searched everywhere.

Ask someone to find it.

Bid a high price.

Climb friendship.

Various.

The whole capital is in turmoil.

Ginseng reishi was fried to an incredible price.

Father Meng was also very confused.

Ask Meng Mu.

What the hell did you say that Liang Liang stewed?

Such a big move.

The capital is about to turn upside down.

Meng's mother:

I don't know.

When Liang Liang entered the palace, you and I were reluctant.

I can't wait to stuff all the good things at home for her to take away.

The old man also gave a lot of private rooms.

Father Meng: Then you will go to the palace tomorrow and ask.

No way.

I'm so curious.

It's like a cat scratching in my heart.

Can't sleep at night.

Meng's mother:

The next day, he handed the sign into the palace.

As soon as I entered the palace, I smelled the strong medicinal fragrance.

Scold.

It's all crazy.

Go see the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother is drinking soup.

Oh.

Come to see the concubine.

Go, go, go.

The mourning family is busy now, and they don't have time to greet you.

Meng's mother:

It's easy to see Siru.

It's a pleasure.

Pulling thoughts is like a homely conversation.

Ask her if she's okay.

Shun or not.

Have you ever been bullied.

Various.

Completely forgot what Father Meng said.

By noon it was time to leave.

I remembered.

Ask Siru, what exactly did you stew.

Siru: Oh, it's the purple lingzhi.

The old man gave it.

Meng's mother:

I was stunned.

I don't know how to get out in the end.

When I got home, I was asked by the impatient Father Meng what it was.

Meng's mother: Oh, it's purple lingzhi.

Father Meng was stunned.

Furious.

Scolding, "Loser, loser"

It's distressing.

It's okay to eat it yourself.

The point is to be eaten by someone else.

What a loss.

It's a loss.

No, no, I'm distressed.

You have to find someone to be angry, otherwise you won't be willing.

Go, call those two stinky boys to the training ground.

Dad, I want to serve the family law today.

Ouch no.

My heart hurts.