"Fine then, this truly is the Little Concubine's style; romantic imagery is of no concern to her, only food and drink truly matter, which is genuinely endearing."
Thinking this, the Emperor's gaze softened a bit, and the corners of his mouth gently lifted.
Seeing that His Majesty had finished his tea and his expression had softened, showing a slight smile – a rare occurrence indeed – the Noble Consort's heart warmed. To her, His Majesty seldom smiled, maintaining a serious and upright demeanor in the Harem, always distant, even towards her.
Now seeing him smile, she thought it was because he was pleased with the chrysanthemum tea, and joy bubbled up within her. It seemed that he was satisfied with her arrangements and indeed did not mind her late arrival, putting her heart completely at ease, making her gestures even more gentle.
Sitting at the very last seat, Lian Hua could hardly wait to start eating as soon as the Noble Consort announced the banquet.
