That faint sound had gone away, but the warning in Leng Yixiu's heart had not disappeared, the moment he opened his eyes, his body rose up like a spirit swallow and slid out in the direction of the sound!

Under his feet stepped on the tips of the blooming flowers, and the delicate flowers trembled slightly under his feet, like a graceful dance in the moonlight, but after the dance, the branches and leaves shattered silently.

His eyes were gloomy like an eagle, staring at the black shadow in front of him, and the slight sound behind him continued, he knew that it was the secret guard in his house, and when he saw that he was also following, he didn't dare to startle the snake, and the black shadow jumped left and right, as if looking for something.

Thinking of the words he heard outside the main hall, and thinking of the words of the Seventh Princess, a wave of anger ignited in his heart, she actually sent someone to his mansion! It's crazy!

Of course, the black shadow couldn't find Ning Xi, and he also understood that King Ning's mansion was heavily guarded, and King Ning governed the mansion with the way of managing soldiers, which was naturally not comparable to the mansions of other officials, so he was always careful, so it took a lot of effort.

Visiting other people's mansions at night, the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes, and the black shadow flashes, and finally floats down in a courtyard.

Leng Yixiu chased to the door of the courtyard, looked up, and his eyes were fixed on the door of the courtyard.

He stood there quietly, the surrounding guards stopped moving, watching the cold aura emanating from his master's body, and for a long time, he smiled.

The next morning, Rong Xi opened her eyes and saw Xiao'er's joyful gaze, this girl has been in a good mood recently, Rong Xi looked at her smile, and her mood also soared.

"Miss, are you awake? Breakfast is ready, but what about the fragrance, I ordered the dinner? Xiao'er said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm a little hungry." Rong Xi touched his stomach, and was a little surprised that his appetite seemed to be good recently, could it be that his appetite had also changed after crossing over? I didn't eat much breakfast before.

Forget it, whatever, someone will do it anyway, and it is done quite well, if you don't eat it for nothing, you don't eat it, it's not bad to be a "moth" like this, I haven't thought about this kind of day, Rong Xi thought about it, and while thinking about it, he thought of himself like a moth eating Ning Wangfu, Leng Yixiu grinned on the side, and couldn't help but smile down.

got up and washed, and simply pulled her hair, she didn't like to comb those complicated styles, and the neck of the beaded hairpin with a full head was not afraid of being crushed?

"Miss, look, this is chrysanthemum shredded chicken soup, it's very light, the small kitchen stewed it last night, and the meat soup is thick, very fragrant, you can taste it." Xiao'er took the soup cup in the hand of an old mother and said.

Rong Xi was looking at the bowl of porridge in front of him, and when he heard Xiao'er's words, his eyes flashed, and he looked up at the soup cup, the white fine porcelain was exquisitely made, and the faint blue pattern bloomed enchantingly on the white porcelain.

"Okay," she said with a smile.

Xiao'er hurriedly took out a small bowl, the jade bowl was crystal warm and moist, the soup in it was clear, just looking at it made people feel very delicious, and there were thin chrysanthemum petals on it, floating and heavy, reflected in Rong Xi's lowered eyes.

"Who made this soup?" Rong Xi suddenly spoke, and an old woman who had just stepped out of one leg stiffened slightly, slowly turned around again, stood at the door and saluted: "Back to the princess, it was made by the old slave." ”

Rong Xi raised her eyes to look at this old mother, wearing a scarlet thin shoulder, with a pair of flower plackets of the same color inside, dark brown bloomers on the lower body, and her trouser legs were tied up, which looked a little neat, her eyebrows were sparse, her eyes were a little shrewd, and a pair of thin lips were slightly pursed.

"It tastes good, it's very fragrant," Rong Xi said lightly after a while.

The old mother breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she only felt that Rong Xi's eyes were not as sharp as the prince when she looked at people, and even had a faint feeling of idleness, but just such a light sweep made people's hearts tighten, as if she was looking at you, and as if you couldn't get into her eyes at all, this feeling made people feel like walking on the tip of a knife and roasting on a fire, fortunately...... She finally spoke.

The old lady hurriedly gave another salute and said, "The princess can like the food made by the old slave, it is really the virtue accumulated by the ancestor of the old slave......"

Rong Xi suddenly got goosebumps, isn't it just to drink soup...... Why did you even pull out what ancestors and what accumulated virtues? Did the ancients speak so exaggeratedly?

Xiao'er introduced: "Miss, this is Mama Zhao, a newcomer to the small kitchen, she boils the best soup, and the prince specially sent her over." ”

"The filial girl is really praised," Mama Zhao hurriedly leaned over, "The princess is favored by the prince, and the old slave sees it in her eyes, and she can follow the princess and serve the princess, that is really the old slave's cultivation." ”

Rong Xi didn't speak again, and Mama Zhao didn't dare to leave without permission, so she could only stand at the door, waiting quietly, the morning sun shining on her body, although it was not very warm, but it was also a thin sweat.

Rong Xi gently stirred the bowl of soup with a silver spoon, and the spoon and the jade bowl collided gently, making a crisp sound, and for some reason, the surrounding air seemed to condense.

Rong Xi glanced at Mama Zhao from the corner of her eye, she knew that she didn't look this way, but kept her head down, looking honest and decent, she was very relieved, right? I know that the silver spoon can't test the poison in this soup.

"That's it," Rong Xi put the spoon down, the spoon let go, and hit the jade bowl with a "ding" sound, and the chrysanthemums in the soup spun around a few times with the whirlpool stirred up by the spoon, and sank again.

Mama Zhao suddenly felt that her throat was tight, and her breathing was a little unsmooth, she clasped her hands together, and her right hand hidden under it was hard to pick the palm of her left hand, it hurt, but she didn't feel it.

"Suddenly a little nausea, no appetite," Rong Xi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the soup and said, "This soup is really good, it's a pity," she raised her eyes and looked at Mama Zhao, with a soft smile, "Mama, I can see that you have put your heart into this soup, and the concubine is very happy." ”

Mama Zhao's heart was relieved in vain, and the feeling of depression disappeared in an instant, and she hurriedly saluted: "The princess said this, it will torment the old slave, and serving the princess with heart is the most important thing for the old slave to do." ”

"Very good," Rong Xi waved her hand, Xiao'er stepped forward, and she ordered: "Go and bring the box of incense powder on the concubine's dresser and give it to Mama Zhao." ”

"Yes." Xiao'er had some doubts in her heart, but she still didn't hesitate to get it, let Rong Xi look at it, handed it to Mama Zhao and said, "This box of incense powder was brought by General Rong to see our princess a few days ago, and there are not a few boxes in Xiangyunlou." ”

Mama Zhao's eyes were happy, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand and took it tremblingly, "Really...... Is...... Thank you princess, my wife and I are so old, and I am fortunate to use such a good incense powder, which is really a blessing to the princess. ”

"Go ahead." Rong Xi smiled and waved his hand, "Please ask Mama Zhao to pay more attention to the soup style at noon." ”

"Definitely, definitely." Mama Zhao left gratefully.

Her back disappeared into the courtyard, Rong Xi's gaze suddenly shrank, sharp as a needle in the snow, Xiao'er motioned for the other slaves to retreat, she stepped forward and said softly: "Miss, but what's wrong?" ”

Rong Xi looked up at her, this girl is actually exquisite, but she used to follow the previous Miss Rong, and her temperament was too cowardly, but these days she has become more and more enlightened and calm.

She pointed to the bowl of soup, "Xiao'er, do you know what's wrong with this?" ”

Xiao'er looked at the bowl of soup carefully, the soup was bright, the aroma was attractive, and the most important thing was that the all-silver spoon had not changed, and the prince had specially instructed that all the chopsticks and spoons used by the young lady should be silverware in case of villains, but I didn't see anything at the moment.

"Miss, the slave is stupid and can't see it." Xiao'er said with shame on her face.

Rong Xi pursed his lips, smiled coldly and said: "There is nothing wrong with chrysanthemums, and there is nothing wrong with chicken, but these two things are combined, and there is a problem, but you can't try it with silverware, because it is not strictly speaking, it is not poisonous, it can only be restrained by food." ”

"Food...... Phase? Hyo'er blinked, these words were too new to her, she had never heard of such a statement.

"Yes, to put it simply, Xiangke is two things that are not toxic in themselves, and once they are cooked and mixed together, they will change and produce toxicity." Rong Xi tried her best to explain in words that Xiao'er could understand, she couldn't be careless, Xiao'er was the only person around her who could get in, if she didn't know anything about it, it was very likely that someone would take advantage of it.

"Well, the slave maid wrote it down," Xiao'er's little face became stern, and she bit her lip and said, "It's all because the slave and maid are too stupid, and they still smell the delicious soup, and they want the young lady to ......."

"It's okay to be idle today, it's good to watch the play, wait for the idle nothing, I'll write you what things will get along together, and you can write it down when the time comes." Rong Xi turned his gaze out the window, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, and the glow of the sun was under his eyes, cold and sharp.

Near noon, Leng Yixiu stayed in the study for a while and then went to the Red Sleeve Garden to eat, and coughed a few times as soon as he stepped into the courtyard door.

"What, didn't the princess sleep well?" Leng Yixiu glanced at the sticky hook in her hand and asked with a frown.

"No, it's the slave who thinks that she knows more and more, and she screams for fear of disturbing the princess, so she prepares in advance." Hyo'er replied.

Leng Yixiu didn't say anything more, turned around and walked into the house. Since Mei Xiang's incident, his attitude towards those maids has become even colder, making those maids hang their heads as soon as they see him, and they don't dare to come out.

Rong Xi was writing something on the table under the window, when he saw him come in and stopped writing, raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?" ”