It's time for lunch, women in the West Hall, men in the East Hall.
Chen Afu didn't sit down at the table but stood behind Princess Rong Zhao. It was an ancient perversion, many daughters-in-law served their mothers-in-law's meals this way. She could only sit down and eat if the mother-in-law allowed it.
Chen Afu served a few dishes to Princess Rong Zhao, who, with a sulky face, said, "Didn't Lady Lingxuan ask in advance what dishes I prefer?"
Mrs. Chu chimed in, "Lady Lingxuan asked me, and I told her your favourites were the eight treasures gold pot, Phoenix Tail and Shark's Fin, lotus seed tofu, and sesame venison. She served you correctly."
Princess Rong Zhao snorted coldly, "I've been feeling a bit heated these past few days. I can't eat venison."
Chen Afu quickly said, "This daughter-in-law was unaware."
Princess Rong Zhao impatiently waved her hand, "Enough, enough, I can't stand your attentiveness. The more attentive you are, the more annoyed I become."