Just thinking about it, Meng Weixi was bored and walked to Meng Zhining's side again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past few days, Liu Ruyan in the palace has raised the child with peace of mind, and Qian Yumeng also went back to her parents' house because of some things at home, Xia Rong and Huai Yang'er didn't know what they were doing, so only Meng Weixi, who had nothing to do, dangled in front of her eyes.

It upset her.

That's right, every time Meng Weixi comes here to show off.

And today is the third day of the new year, Meng Weixi is sleeping.

"What is my sister bothering about?" Before I saw anyone, I heard her proud voice.

Meng Zhining supported her forehead and told Ming Yue and Taohua to make tea, Ming Yue hummed and took out a box of tea from the drawer.

She didn't answer Meng Weixi's words, took the tea that Ming Yue had just brewed and handed it over.

Meng Weixi blew the tea in the cup: "Sister, this is an aged Longjing, you haven't finished drinking these teas, sister?" Aged tea leaves do not have the fragrance of fresh tea, I remember last time the prince didn't bring a few catties of tea from the outside? ”

She hummed and took a sip from the teacup next to her.

Meng Weixizi was bored, chatted casually, and saw that Meng Zhining was consciously bored except for uh-huh, and left after a while.

Mingyue muttered, "Miss, these two young ladies are too annoying." ”

Meng Zhining squinted her eyes and stretched: "Whatever she wants, anyway, she will be bored and walk away by herself when she says it, so don't worry about it, I want to thank the prince again." ”

Ming Yue covered her mouth and smiled: "Miss, you see that other courtyards are sending tea and soup to the prince, and the slave maid sees that you haven't sent anything for a few days, so it's better to send it once today." ”

This is a good idea, Meng Zhining nodded, wait a moment for her to go to the kitchen to see what kind of soup there is, and send a bowl to Yan Xiling.

With attention, Meng Zhining got up and went to the kitchen with Ming Yue.

Mama Shen hasn't taken much care of her these days, so it is very convenient for her to enter and exit Qianyu Courtyard.

It's not a meal yet, so the kitchen isn't particularly busy and there aren't a lot of people, just a few cleaning maids and a few cooks preparing the dinner for the night.

Meng Zhining went in and took a look, there were a lot of radishes and cabbages on the table on the left, and something was boiling in the four or five pots on the right, and bubbles were coming out of the pots one by one.

Meng Zhining opened them one by one, one of them was boiling water, and the others were vegetable soups and broths.

It doesn't seem to be too good, Meng Zhining originally thought that there was chicken soup, and she could fill Yan Xiling with a bowl of chicken soup.

Now there are no chickens in the kitchen, and she could have killed and cooked them.

She looked around for something on the cutting board next to the cook in front of her.

She pulled Mingyue and asked, "What's on this table?" ”

Ming Yue glanced at it, and her face instantly flushed.

What's going on? Meng Zhining looked at it curiously, then pulled a cook over and asked, "What is this?" ”

The cook scratched his head, this aunt asked what was wrong with asking this kind of thing.

"Hey, what about you?"

The cook held back for a long time before he said in a slur manner: "Master...... This is the Tiger Whip. ”

Meng Zhining: "......"

Meng Zhining glanced at the tiger whip twice, and then said with a smile: "Just use this to make soup." ”

She nodded with satisfaction, she remembered that if she was right, the tiger whip could be aphrodisiac, Yan Xiling There are so many women in this courtyard, he wants the rain and dew to be wet...... That's exhausting.

"Miss......" Ming Yue was also speechless.

Meng Zhining ignored her, directly moved a large cauldron on the stove, asked the cook next to her to help deal with this thing, and then began to wait for the hot water in the pot to boil.

During this time, she was not idle, opened the cupboard in the kitchen, wolfberry, ginseng and other medicinal materials, she followed the current method of cooking medicinal food, all thrown into the pot that had boiled water, and then finally put the tiger whip that had been scalded with boiling water.

That's it.

She changed the fire below to a low heat and simmered slowly, and waited until the evening to serve it out and drink.

Very good, she asked a little maid to watch the stove, and she went back to Qianyu Courtyard first.

Meng Zhining silently mourned for Meng Weixi for a second, estimating that she might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

………………

In the evening, she went to the kitchen.

The soup on the kitchen stove is still stewed there, but the aroma is already strong, and the whole kitchen smells of medicine.

She took a large enamel cup, poured all the soup and medicine into it, and then sent it to Yan Xiling.

Yan Xiling didn't read in the study today, but in his bedroom, and he had to change his clothes and go to Meng Weixi's side later, so he didn't bother to go to the study.

There was a knock on the door, and Yan Xiling thought it was Bianyu, so she said casually: "Come in." ”

"Lord Wang." Meng Zhining came in with an enamel cup in her hand.

Yan Xiling was slightly stunned: "How did you get here?" ”

Meng Zhining put the enamel cup on the table: "This is the soup that the concubine has just boiled, and the prince tastes it." ”

Yan Xiling looked at her twice and said, "Have you been stimulated by anything in the past two days?" ”

You're stimulated, your whole family is stimulated.

Meng Zhining took a deep breath, she couldn't quarrel with him, she suppressed the urge to throw the enamel cup in his face.

Yan Xiling got up and opened the lid, and the medicinal fragrance of the medicinal food inside came out all of a sudden, he just didn't eat dinner, and now he can eat something.

So he unceremoniously drank the whole bowl of soup.

He wiped his mouth, why did this taste a little strange, what kind of meat was in this soup?

Meng Zhining stared at him and asked, "How does the prince feel?" Do you feel particularly spiritual? ”

Special spirit? Yan Xiling looked at the bowl that was already empty.

Could it be that she added aphrodisiac or something to it? But if the drug had been administered, the effect had almost begun.

But he didn't react at all?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Zhining pushed him out of the door: "Since you have the spirit, go quickly, and make sure you are happy today." ”

Yan Xiling became more and more strange when he was confused, and he asked, "What kind of soup are you?" ”

Meng Zhining said naturally: "Of course it's the Tiger Whip Tonic Soup, I boiled it out in an afternoon, don't waste it." ”

Tiger whip tonic soup? No wonder it tastes a little weird.

He squinted his eyes, staring at Meng Zhining, who was pushing him out, and said, "What do you mean not to waste?" ”

Meng Zhining pushed him and said, "It's not a waste for you to go to Meng Weixi's side right now." ”

It was the first time Yan Xiling had seen a woman push her husband into the arms of other women.

She was still talking to herself: "Go and go, I see that you are wet with rain and dew in every yard every day, what if you are too tired to lift, this will be the end, so don't waste it." ”