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"Mother Queen!!" Shu Rou turned around abruptly, tears already streaming down her face, her voice shrill like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on.

"Look!! Why does that little beggar get such expensive gifts! I am the princess! Mother, quickly get all those good things for Rou'er! Rou'er wants them!"

"And another thing!" she said, pointing to the sky and then to the ministers at the banquet below.

"Lin Ye's friend gave the little beggar such a precious gift, and those old men just know how to fob me off! Mother Queen, kill them all!"

Her voice echoed in the air, sharp and piercing.

The ministers below exchanged glances. Some frowned, some lowered their heads and pretended not to hear, and some twitched their lips, swallowing back the words that were about to come out.

Every year, they have to spend a lot of money to prepare gifts for His Majesty, the Princess, and even Lord Yao's birthdays, many of which they themselves have never been willing to buy.

Now, in the princess's mouth, it's become a mere formality, and she even wants to kill them.

This princess has truly been corrupted.

An elderly minister with graying hair and beard sighed softly, his eyes downcast, but he couldn't help thinking: "At such a young age, he already treats human life so lightly..."

But they didn't dare say anything; after all, she was a princess, and it wasn't their place to interfere.

Anyway, His Majesty can't possibly kill all of these people.

But Shu Rou's words, "Kill them all," were like a cold needle piercing everyone's heart, sending chills down their spines.

Shu Jingwei was already in a bad mood, and hearing this only made her more irritated. She snapped, "Shut up! If you cry again, I'll lock you up!"

Shu Rou shuddered in fright, her cries caught in her throat, leaving only suppressed sobs. Her face turned red, and her eyes, fixed on the sky, were filled with resentment.

……

After the gift-giving ceremony at the banquet, the long dining table was already laden with all sorts of delicacies.

Crystal-clear New Zealand king salmon and bluefin tuna belly sashimi are sliced ​​into rose petal shapes as thin as cicada wings and layered on an iceberg sculpted from ice.

The words "Happy Birthday" are engraved on the iceberg, and the fish meat gleams like an enticing gem under the light.

It is served alongside freshly ground premium wasabi and traditionally brewed sashimi soy sauce, a single drop of which is truly divine.

The charcoal-grilled M12 Wagyu beef is sliced ​​into evenly thick pieces with fine, snowflake-like marbling. It only needs to be lightly seared on hot volcanic rocks to release its sizzling fat and aroma, melting in your mouth. It is served with thin slices of French black truffle and Himalayan rose salt.

The black truffle hot spring egg is served in a bone china bowl. The egg yolk is golden and runny, and the aroma of truffle is strong. It is smooth and delicious when scooped up with a pure silver spoon.

There's also French foie gras adorned with edible gold leaf, and lifelike cartoon animal-shaped desserts meticulously crafted with chocolate and fondant—each one so adorable you almost don't want to eat it.

The drinks were so luxurious they were astonishing.

A crystal decanter holds a glass of ruby-red Romanée-Conti, an ice bucket holds a glass of Dom Pérignon champagne with tiny bubbles, and a glass jug holds a beautifully colored freshly squeezed mixed fruit juice.

Waiters moved among the guests, filling each guest's crystal glass.

There were no fixed seating arrangements based on rank or status; everyone sat down at their leisure. Close friends gathered together, enjoying this feast for both the eyes and the palate while chatting casually.

The children ate with great relish at their own low table, creating a warm, harmonious atmosphere filled with laughter.

During the meal, Lin Ye specially arranged some entertainment.

First up was the "Rainbow Castle" children's theater troupe, the most famous in the country.

The actors, dressed in light and airy costumes that seemed to glow, performed a miniature musical adapted from "Alice in Wonderland".

The Cheshire Cat's smile appears and disappears out of nowhere, the Queen of Hearts' card soldiers' formation changes in a dazzling manner, and Alice's ability to grow and shrink is incredibly magical.

The children watched intently, their faces flushed with excitement, while the adults smiled knowingly, as if they had returned to their childhood.

Next, a close-up magician who has won international awards took the stage.

He didn't use any large props; he simply carried a few decks of cards, a few coins, and a few silk scarves as he walked among the guests at each table.

The playing cards seemed to come alive in his hands, appearing and disappearing out of thin air, changing suits and ranks; coins pierced through the thick glass tabletop; a silk scarf transformed into a white dove, then back into a silk scarf, and finally, a ribbon was pulled from a strand of hair in a small pocket…

Startled, Xiao Douzi's eyes widened. He reached out and touched his ear, which had been touched by the ribbon, and exclaimed "Ah!" in disbelief.

Each magic trick was performed up close, flawlessly, and highly interactive, eliciting gasps of disbelief, enthusiastic applause, and shouts of "One more!" from the guests.

The magician was charming and humorous, bringing the atmosphere to a small climax.

At the same time, it also caused the barrage of comments in the lower right corner of the screen to fluctuate violently.

[Liu Qingyi, manager of the Yanjing Pear Garden: This...this drama...the scenes change in an instant, the characters blend reality and illusion, the singing, recitation, acting, and acrobatics are all superb, and it even interacts with the audience...We, as the best pear garden in the capital, even if our founder were to be resurrected, could not put on such a divine play!]

[Nian Zhichun, manager of the Imperial Music Bureau: We put on a show called "The Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers," which alone used up a hundred bolts of silk. The dancers trained for half a year before they could be presented to the Emperor. But compared to this performance on the celestial screen, it's not even as novel as the street performers...]

[Royal Clan Member Shu Weizong: As a member of the royal family, I have never seen such a performance before. The palace musicians only know how to play the same few pieces over and over again; my ears are practically calloused from hearing them.]

[Master of Magic: Master... this disciple... this disciple's livelihood is probably in jeopardy... Such skill! Such conception! Unheard of! Unseen before!]

……

The western garden of the Great Flame Kingdom was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

The musicians sat in the corner, mechanically playing the court music repertoire that they already knew by heart.

Those who hadn't noticed before now only felt that the piano was dull, the flute was hesitant, and the drumbeats were muffled.

The dancers, dressed in heavy, elaborate brocade gowns weighing over ten kilograms, wore standardized, coquettish smiles as they performed a formulaic dance: sleeve flicks, backbends, spins…

Because of the heavy dresses, the dancers were drenched in sweat and panting heavily when they made even the slightest movements, and their smiles became forced and stiff.

At first, the envoys from various countries at the banquet were enjoying the dancers' beauty and graceful figures.

But ever since the canopy appeared, my attention has been constantly drawn to it.

Finally, he stared intently at the magical drama and amazing magic show without blinking.

The courtiers of the Great Flame Kingdom were extremely uneasy.

They dared not openly look at the sky, but their eyes would always involuntarily dart over it out of the corner of their eye.

Hearing the laughter, exclamations, and applause coming from the other side, and looking at the lifeless and tasteless banquet on their own side, an indescribable awkwardness spread through the room.

They could even feel the sympathetic yet disdainful glances cast at them by the envoys.

Shu Jingwei sat in the main seat, taking in all of this.

She observed the absent-mindedness of the envoys, the awkward attempts by the courtiers to maintain their composure, and listened to the lackluster music playing in the background. She then contrasted this with the lively and engaging performance and enthusiastic reactions on the screen…

My face instantly felt burning hot, as if I had been slapped countless times in public!

She held this grand Lantern Festival banquet to demonstrate national power and intimidate other countries!

But now?

Instead of showcasing national prestige, the small birthday banquet held on that day made them look like country bumpkins!

Those envoys are probably laughing at her now, thinking she's backward, unoriginal, and lacking in innovation!

"Stop! Stop everything!" Shu Jingwei slammed her hand on the table and shouted sharply.

The music stopped abruptly.