"It's good that Miss is awake! Hehe, come and taste the rose dew that Ling'er just made, it's still hot." ”

Mu Xinya looked at the past, and her mood was rendered by Le Ling, and she was a little more happy. Ever since she came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, no, to be precise, since she regained her memory, her heart has been stunned, and her heart seems to be tightly held by something, and she can't stretch it.

She smiled and asked, "Didn't someone come to prepare lunch?" Why are you still cooking?"

Le Ling put down the plate on the sandalwood carved round table in front of her, rubbed her hands left and right, her eyes purred, and she pouted and replied: "I don't worry about the dishes made by those people, Miss eats more of Ling'er's cooking, and she will be able to eat less later!"

Mu Xinya sat down at the table, reached out and picked up a piece of pink and tender rose dew on the plate, and sent it to her mouth, which melted in her mouth, sweet but not greasy, and tasted very good.

Wiping her mouth, she couldn't help but look a little gloomy, and said with emotion: "Leling, in the past, in the mansion, we never seemed to have eaten such delicious things. ”

Le Ling choked, and after a long time, she realized when she meant "before", and her eyes dimmed, "Yes, we had a hard time before, and Mrs. has never eaten this kind of thing." Madame used to be sick and didn't even have the money to see the doctor take medicine. ”

This sentence immediately evoked a tidal wave of memories of the past, and the joyful mood was swept away, and the heart became extremely heavy again. Mu Xinya's eyes moistened slightly, her fists clenched, her nails sinking deep into her flesh, "You're right, they hurt this qiē, Mu Chengtian is ruthless enough, and Zhao Yuling is poisonous enough." ”

With that, she bit her lower lip deeply.

"Miss......" Le Ling lowered her head, just wanted to say something, but suddenly found the cold light flashing in her eyes, and couldn't help but be taken aback, "Miss, have you figured out what to do?"

There was a silent silence in response, and after a long time, Mu Xinya let go of her clenched lower lip, and the cold glint in her eyes gradually faded. Stretched out his hand and grabbed Leling's wrist, "Leling, I only ask you, do you believe me, or do you believe me?"

Le Ling was taken aback, and understood that Miss Lai was asking her determination, so she nodded heavily without hesitation, took her hand, and said firmly: "More than ten years ago, it was Mrs. who kindly took me in, without Mrs., Ling'er would have died a long time ago." Ling'er's life is Miss's from the day she was born, no matter what Miss says or does, Ling'er believes in Miss!"

Looking at her serious appearance, Mu Xinya's heart warmed, and she took Le Ling's hand tightly, and the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

In this life, Dele Ling Molan is heartily accompanied, which is fortunate for her.

"By the way, did Zhao Yuling's flowers come?" she suddenly remembered this stubble.

"It's delivered, and it's all in the courtyard outside. ”

"Let's go, come with me. ”

Pushing open the door, passing through the elegant and gorgeous corridor, and arriving at the courtyard, I saw a row of peonies neatly placed under the courtyard wall covered with wisteria flowers. It is extraordinarily gorgeous.

Le Ling ran over first, sniffed deeply on the huge flower, turned his head and praised her: "Miss, this flower is really fragrant, and it blooms so big, tsk, it's really a strange flower, it should be worth a lot of silver." ”

Mu Xinya walked over without hurrying, stopped in front of the flower, and slowly climbed the largest and most delicate peony with the hand hidden under her sleeve, and stroked it gently to the extreme, as if she was caressing a beloved treasure.

"This flower is worth at least ten thousand taels of gold. Her thin red lips spat out a word.

"Ten thousand taels?" This huge amount frightened Le Ling, patted her chest, and looked at the peony she had just absorbed the dark fragrance again in disbelief, "Why is it so expensive!"

10,000 taels, left in the homes of ordinary people, can not be spent in ten lifetimes! Although this pot of flowers is beautiful, how can it be worth so much silver!

Mu Xinya smiled lightly, "This kind of flower is naturally not for sale, but for gifting." Corrupt officials and corrupt officials, rats are greedy for ink, flowers are no longer flowers, but inlaid with jade, built with silver orchids, and transported gold and silver, becoming a tool for officials to collude with officials to enrich their own pockets!"

Gritting his teeth and drinking out the last word, the slender jade hand suddenly stopped, and with a fierce force, the largest and most delicate peony flowers were ruthlessly plucked and ravaged into a ball. Let go of your hand, and the broken petals fall from the palm of your hand one by one, sprinkled with red.

Le Ling's heart suddenly stopped, his face was full of consternation, and after reacting, he bent over and stretched out his hand to dig the soil, "Miss, will there be gold buried in this soil?" If so, we can go to the emperor to expose them and sue them!"

However, before she could touch the dirt, someone choked her wrist out of thin air.

"There won't be anything in this soil, Zhao Yuling is not so stupid, and he openly put the bribe in the Qinxiang Garden. ”

"Huh?" Leling dragged out her tone in disappointment.

"But-" Mu Xinya paused, let go of her wrist, and straightened up, "Not now, it doesn't mean that there won't be in the future, the flowers are blooming, if it weren't for me to come here, I'm afraid that soon it will be filled with gold and silver and transported to someone else's back house." ”

The corners of Le Ling's mouth twitched, she was still a little distressed about the flower that she had folded, but she didn't like it at all, and when she was thinking about what to do with it, she interrupted her thoughts with a somewhat joking voice.

"Leling, think about your cooking skills, this is the rose dew, tomorrow, this palace wants to taste the peony soup you made!"

When I looked up, I saw a proud smile on the corner of Mu Xinya's mouth, and her eyes flashed with an incomparably bright light.

Le Ling was so bright that she almost couldn't open her eyes, squinted and smiled, and replied crisply, "Okay!", turned around and ran back to get a bamboo basket.

Defloration!

Pick the leaves!

Make peony soup!

Mo Lan didn't come back for a long time, but the maid in the next room came to urge several times, saying that the lunch had already been prepared, and the mother's daughter was hungry, and she asked the lady to eat as much as she could.

Originally, Mu Xinya didn't suspect anything, but after their repeated urging and four invitations, she had to think about it:

They weren't trying to poison her, were they?

This method is straightforward and effortless.

However, does Mu Chengtian really have such a big courage? Poison her, how can he explain to Yuan Xin? The Mu family is still not allowed to accompany her to the funeral?

As she pondered, Mo Lan's familiar voice suddenly sounded from outside. Obviously, Mo Lan was reminding her from afar that there were other people with her.

Le Ling also heard Mo Lan's voice, walked forward and stretched her neck to take a look, and after seeing a few figures, she turned her head and passed a look at her, "Miss, they are here." ”

Mu Xinya nodded, reached out to smooth the folds at the corners of her sleeves, and didn't get up, just sat and waited for them to come.

As soon as Mu Chengtian walked into the courtyard, under the wisteria flowers, her cold face entered his eyes. Secretly said in his heart that it was not good, he immediately bent down to make amends, "The old minister is late, and I ask Concubine Jin to atone for his sins!" Behind him, Zhao Yuling, who came with him, also bent down and saluted reluctantly.

But Zhao Yuling's waist hadn't bent halfway down, and Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the petals on the ground, and he didn't care about saluting, so he looked up in surprise. When she found that her peony, which was originally full of flower bones, was now only bare branches, and she couldn't even see the shadow of half a flower, her eyes opened wide, and her blood rushed to her head in an instant.

Mu Chengtian faintly sensed that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly turned around to follow her gaze, and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva in disbelief after seeing the bare peony.

What's going on?

Zhao Yuling had already taken a step ahead of him and asked, took a few steps forward aggressively, stopped in front of her, and stretched out his hand to point at the peony, "Dare to ask Concubine Jin, where did the courtier's flower make you unhappy?

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became very depressing, no one spoke, and only the sound of Zhao Yuling's unsteady breathing remained in the air.

Everyone has long wanted to see if this Concubine Jin is the eldest lady, and whether the eldest lady can tolerate her and regard her as Concubine Jin's mother.

As soon as you look at the present.

Countless pairs of eyes were secretly staring at Mu Xinya, who was sitting on the rattan chair, she had been closing her eyes slightly, and there was no expression on her beautiful face, as if she had suddenly become the focus of attention in the courtyard.

After a long while, when everyone was almost looking down on this Concubine Jin, Mu Xinya finally raised her eyes slowly, and a smile spread on the corner of her mouth, like a snow lotus that suddenly bloomed.

"What is Mrs. Mu talking about, when did this palace say that you don't like Madame's peony?"

Her tone was plain and traceless, no different from usual, and she couldn't hear the slightest hint of blame and anger in response to Zhao Yuling's rude questioning.

Zhao Yuling was even more disgusted by her faint appearance, "If Niangniang likes it, then why do you want to pick its flowers and choose its leaves, and destroy it in one fell swoop?!"

"Is this-" Mu Xinya glanced at her distorted angry face lightly, pretending to think, and then smiled lightly, "Bengong just likes it so much, so I want to taste the taste of fresh peony soup, just to nourish the body, can't you?"

"You-" Zhao Yuling choked, couldn't say a word, and was so angry that he could only stare dryly.

Mu Xinya no longer looked at her squarely, glanced at Mu Chengtian who hung his head silently, and said slowly: "Prime Minister, it's just some peony flowers, can't the Prime Minister's Mansion even meet these requirements? ”

After saying that, she shook her head regretfully and sighed softly.

Mu Chengtian raised his head when he heard this, looked at his wife in extreme embarrassment, and then looked at her, and stammered when he said it, "This, the old minister, the old minister is also ......."

Seeing his cowardice, Mu Xinya couldn't help but snort coldly in her heart, feeling that he, the prime minister, was really ridiculous.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion is naturally far inferior to the Imperial Palace, if the mother feels that there is something wrong, the courtiers can only say sorry here, and can't think of any other way. ”

Zhao Yuling's arrogant voice sounded, and the words contained a thick provocation, attracting everyone's attention to her.