A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace-Chapter 849: Wishful Thinking

The more Huan Chun thought about it, the more bashful she became.

In her mind, she was already envisioning herself becoming the personal palace maid of the Noble Consort.

Then being noticed by the Emperor, later favored, and eventually enjoying the infinite glory of becoming a concubine.

She put away those two taels of silver.

Sitting on the bed, she held a small mirror, caressing and admiring her own face.

"In terms of looks, I’m not inferior to the Noble Consort!"

"In terms of talent, huh? The Noble Consort isn’t very talented either, I heard... she knows nothing about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, she can’t even write well, and she comes from a humble background, with her mother long gone!"

"If it weren’t for her brothers’ accomplishments, how could she have reached this position?"

"In terms of personality, if she can be lively, so can I; if she can make delicious food, so can I!"

"So... she’s just lucky. If the Emperor had met me first, she wouldn’t have mattered at all!"

"How many real skills does she have anyway?!"

The more she thought, the more Huan Chun felt.

Based on her own abilities, she was no less than the Noble Consort.

Better, even.

She had good looks, could read and write, had learned a bit of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and could be lively and cute.

So, even someone like Noble Consort Xian was favored.

Someone like herself, even if not a Noble Consort, would be better off as an Honored Lady than serving others here!

One must plot for their own future, right?

That night, Huan Chun tossed and turned, unable to sleep for most of the night.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of how to make the Emperor notice her without a trace.

Opportunities at night were possible but shouldn’t be overused, or they might arouse suspicion.

What other good methods were there?

It had to be... a one-shot deal!

...

Since that night, whether it was Zi Yue and Zi Su who warned her.

Or for some other reason, Huan Chun didn’t appear again.

Xia Ruqing even felt a bit disappointed.

It was like... setting traps for a long time yet catching no prey in the end.

There was an emptiness to it.

That evening, Zhao Junyao came again.

The weather had cooled down significantly, and Xia Ruqing was on the kang playing with the children.

When the Emperor came in, he complained it was hot and wanted to bathe and change clothes.

Xia Ruqing was a little puzzled.

While Li Shengan quietly signaled with his eyes.

Xia Ruqing was more puzzled, thinking it over.

’Could it be the Emperor had set a trap too? Yes, I must say, it could be more effective!’

So, Xia Ruqing cooperated.

She specifically orchestrated it so that everyone in Duanning Palace knew of the Emperor’s whereabouts.

Even revealing the fact that he was going to bathe.

Xia Ruqing couldn’t help but smile wryly.

"Is this really a good idea?"

Li Shengan remained composed.

"Please rest assured, Your Ladyship, this old servant will arrange everything properly!"

"Alright then!"

Xia Ruqing nodded.

Later, under Li Shengan’s guidance, she continued to play with the children as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, the scene in the bathroom was quite different.

Zhao Junyao was bathing in the cleansing room.

Originally, the two little palace maids brought by Li Shengan were serving him.

Everything was normal.

But suddenly, one of the little maids got a stomachache.

She panicked but didn’t dare let the Emperor behind the screen know.

She had to slip out quietly, hastily finding someone to come in and temporarily take her place.

She rushed to the toilet in a hurry.

The other little maid gave a few signals to the newcomer.

Signaling her not to make any noise.

Huan Chun excitedly nodded.

Thinking to herself: She had been worrying about not having an opportunity.

This was truly heaven’s help.

As she thought.

Suddenly, she heard a voice from inside.

"Someone! Serve tea!"

It was the Emperor’s voice.

Huan Chun was thrilled throughout.

Hurriedly, she cut in front of the other little maid to serve tea behind the screen.

She held the teacup before the Emperor.

Speaking in a nearly trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please enjoy the tea!"

Zhao Junyao’s robust shoulder was only half-visible.

Squinting, he spoke lightly.

"Leave it there! Leave!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Huan Chun bit her lip, somewhat unwilling.

Leave?

Having worked hard to get in, how could she leave?

So she secretly took a pouch of incense from her sleeve, mustering all her courage to move forward.

"Your Majesty, this is incense handmade by the servant, it’s very calming and aids in dreams..."

"I said GET OUT!"

Zhao Junyao’s tone turned a bit impatient.

Huan Chun was frightened, but thinking, this was the opportunity of her dreams.

Moreover, she heard.

The reason Noble Consort Xian could make the Emperor see her in a new light was that she was bold!

Others were always respectful to the Emperor, but she was unique, being respectful yet disrespectful...

Precisely because of this, the Emperor found it intriguing.

So... could she also be unique?!

The route the Noble Consort took to rise, she had it all figured out, it wasn’t difficult!

With that thought, Huan Chun’s courage surged.

With impeccable makeup, she smiled charmingly as she continued to light the incense.

"Your Majesty, the servant’s incense is a family heirloom, you’ll definitely like it..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the incense was lit.

Zhao Junyao suddenly turned his head, glaring at her sharply.

"I said leave, didn’t you hear me?!"

The tone was very fierce.

Huan Chun persisted in courting disaster.

"Your Majesty, is it because the servant didn’t serve well?"

"You can hit or scold me, Your Majesty, just don’t send me away!"

After saying that, she knelt, looking longingly at Zhao Junyao.

"Your Majesty, though this servant’s status is low, I’ve admired you for a long time, I don’t ask for a title, just to be always by your side..."

Before she could finish her words.

Zhao Junyao splashed out of the water.

Dragged his clothes, turned around, and put them on perfectly.

Then kicked her over.

"You insolent thing, speaking nonsense?!"

After saying that, Zhao Junyao walked out.

"Li Shengan!"

"At your service!"

Li Shengan had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Take her away, deal with her!"

This time, all the evidence was there, undeniable.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Junyao left briskly.

Li Shengan lowered his head looking at the fallen Huan Chun.

"Oh dear, that’s tragic, the Emperor’s kick wasn’t light, was it?"

It hit right in the gut.

Huan Chun had blood at her lip, her vision darkened, taking a long time to recover.

Once she opened her eyes, she saw she was being tied up, taken somewhere.

She panicked, clinging to Li Shengan’s sleeve, crying and asking.

"Eunuch Li, where are we going? What did I do wrong?"

Li Shengan snorted coldly.

"Offending the emperor, attempting to harm him, according to the law, you are given the death penalty!"

"Let’s go, the people from the Punishment Department are waiting!"

Huan Chun’s face turned pale instantly.

"No, I didn’t harm the Emperor, I didn’t!"

"Eunuch Li, you must be mistaken!"

"The Emperor likes me, he likes drinking the tea I make!"

"Eunuch Li, please let me go back!"