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On the second day of February in the first year of Yuanxi, a Huachao Festival banquet was held in the imperial garden.
This year's New Year's Eve banquet was cancelled, so the Empress Dowager proposed to hold a small one during the Flower Festival to meet with the high-ranking family members of the clan ministers.
The Flower Festival is said to be the birthday of the Flower God. The Palace Liyuan also invited twelve actors to the Imperial Garden to dress up as the Flower God for twelve months each year and perform many flower-related myths and legends.
As the only head of the imperial concubine, the imperial concubine Kang was naturally invited to the banquet.
This was her first banquet after the concubine's canonization ceremony, so she began to plan how to dress on the day of the banquet several days in advance.
Since Kang Yuyi was granted the title of imperial concubine early last month, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has continuously presented the imperial concubine's customary clothes and jewelry.
And because Kang Yuyi came from a humble background, even though she was once the official concubine of the prince's son, she really didn't have anything special.
In the end, she could only choose a light apricot-colored brocade coat and skirt from the imperial concubine's rules, and inserted a few pearl chalcedony hairpins diagonally into her low-rolled bun.
It looks very elegant and fresh, but it doesn't have the air of being the head of the inner court or a noble concubine of the first palace.
By the time Kang Yuyi arrived at the Royal Garden, except for the Empress Dowager, the eldest princess and her daughter, all the other ladies had already arrived.
Reluctantly, everyone bowed to the imperial concubine.
But she didn't seem to bother talking to this slave-born concubine who was an Israeli servant, and the atmosphere fell into a lengthy silence.
Especially some of the daughters of the aristocratic families of the right age, they are even more dissatisfied that when they enter the palace in the future, they will have to have a noble concubine who is countless times lower than them weighing on their head.
A few of the ladies who thought highly of themselves even started whispering.
He said that the concubine's dress today was very petty. She was a treasure from a slave and had no dowry from her mother's family.
The sound was not loud, but Kang Yuyi heard it.
She felt distraught and her nails dug deeply into her palms...
Until night, the emperor did not come to Luhua Palace.
At the beginning of his accession to the throne, everything was busy. Even though Kang Yuyi came to see him and broke his precepts last time, the emperor still visited Luhua Palace every day.
Kang Yuyi was lying on the rosewood canopy bed and it was the most difficult moment of the day.
The plump and white body was constantly trembling, heat crawled all over the body, and it was painfully itchy like ants gnawing at it.
Thinking again of the cold reception she received at the Hua Chao Festival banquet today, Kang Yuyi's heart was filled with ups and downs and mixed emotions.
She tried her best to endure the unbearable pain, and said urgently: "Come here! Send someone to Zhaoming Palace, and be sure to invite the Holy One! I have something important to report to you!" I don't know how long it
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