Bloodbound Empress

Erin Parker said my blood could cure the Emperor's illness, demanding I provide a bowl of blood daily for him.
I instructed my body double, Tara Miller: 'Let's use duck blood today. We sent pork blood yesterday, let's not bore His Majesty with the same thing.'
Tara rolled her eyes reluctantly: 'What a waste of good duck blood. It'd be perfect for hot pot.'
I nodded in agreement: 'Such a shame. And yesterday's pork blood would've made excellent blood sausages with garlic sauce!'
Just as I finished speaking, the eunuch who often came for free meals retched so hard from atop the wall that he nearly brought up bile:
'You! I! Ugh~'
I tried to help him up twice but failed. As I tugged at him, I accidentally glimpsed the yellow edge of his inner robe.
Confused, I asked: 'What's the big deal about eating some roast suckling pig?
'Is it really so formal that you had to wear the imperial yellow robe?'