On the ninth day of the locust plague, the Emperor and his court officials, having reached a dead end in their discussions, decided to seek a solution from the divine.
The first person he thought of was Shen Ningning.
The little one was summoned to the palace.
As Shen Ningning arrived outside the Imperial Study Room, she heard a clear, feminine voice from within.
"Imperial Uncle, Zhirou heard from Father that you've had a poor appetite lately, so I learned how to make this heart-clearing old duck soup. I woke up at dawn to stew it, and it's delicious. Please, Imperial Uncle, won't you try some?"
Inside the Imperial Study Room stood a thirteen-year-old girl dressed in a lotus-colored gown. She was graceful and gentle in her beauty.
But the look in her eyes as she gazed at the Emperor was full of sycophancy.
