"My sister's pulse is unstable now, but you must not eat indiscriminately, be careful of the child in your belly!" Linglong on the side was really a little anxious now, for fear that the rain would harm Nangong Meng, so he stopped it immediately.

"Could it be that the Linglong concubine thinks that I will poison this soup?" Pouring Rain sneered, "I'm not going to be that stupid!" The prince who came to poison his sister so blatantly! ”

"Sisters, don't laugh. The younger sister knows that the two sisters are kind. Nangong Meng hurriedly played a round game, "It just so happens that my sister's own body is not angry, which makes my sisters worried." ”

On the other side, the rain-pouring maid had already opened the food box and lifted the lid of the soup cup, and a fragrance came to her face. "What a fragrant fish soup!"

"Sister!" Linglong grabbed Nangong Meng, with anxiety in her eyes, for fear that the maid would really bring Nangong Meng.

"My sister's craftsmanship is really good, just smelling it makes people have an appetite!" Nangong Meng patted Linglong's hand, hinted at her with her eyes that she was relieved, and then instructed Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, go get a few bowls, and let Linglong Guifei also taste the craftsmanship of Concubine Linglong!" ”

"Yes! Empress! Xiaolan turned and walked out.

"I don't like fish, so I won't drink this soup. Besides, this fish soup is for my sister to replenish your body, why should I drink it? Linglong frowned.

"Since my sister happened to meet it, it's better to taste less, don't blow a piece of the heart of the rainy concubine." Nangong Meng pinched her delicate hand.

Linglong wanted to speak and stopped, thought about it, but endured it.

At this time, Xiaolan walked in with a few bowls. She stirred the fish soup with a spoon, and was sure that there was nothing foreign in it, so she took a small half bowl, sniffed it first, tried it with a silver needle, and carefully checked it, and then drank it herself. The rain on the side watched silently, although he felt a little uncomfortable, but he also knew that the things on the surface were necessary, not to mention that Linglong was still here.

Xiaolan tasted it slowly, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. At the end, she put down the bowl in her hand and blessed the rain, "The rain lady is really good, this mullet soup is as white as milk, fat but not greasy, dripping on the table naturally condensed into beads, delicious, long aftertaste, the slave has never drunk such a delicious fish soup." ”

"Come on, if you have this kung fu to compliment me, it's better to hurry up and serve it to your mother, this mullet soup won't taste good when it's cold." Pouring rain smiled, and his face looked much better.

"Yes, sis!" Xiaolan hurriedly brought a bowl to Nangong Meng and Linglong. Linglong was still reluctant to drink it, but Nangong Meng gave her a look again and again, and finally reluctantly drank a bowl.

"Sister is really skillful, this fish soup is really delicious, my sister will learn from you in the future." Nangong Meng put down the bowl in his hand and smiled at the pouring rain.

"If my sister likes it, I'll drink more later. This soup sister has been boiled for an hour, the fish is tender and loose, and it is just right to eat at this time. After that, Pouring Rain stood up, "Sister will take care of your body, I'll go back to the palace first, and I'll come to see you another day." ”

"There is Sister Lao! Sister go slowly! "Nangong Mengzhi is exquisitely here, and the rain feels boring, but he doesn't keep her.

After the rain left, Nangong Mengcai grabbed Linglong's hand again, "Sister, don't be angry, even if you don't like her anymore, there's no need to tear your face with her, right?" My sister also said that you and my sister have no one to rely on in this palace, so why should we make enemies for ourselves? ”

"The queen doesn't like her, we don't take the initiative to get close to her, but we can't offend her. After all, the emperor dotes on her. If we offend her, the emperor will come back in the future, and we will not have a good life. Do you say yes, sister? ”

Nangong Meng actually doesn't hate Linglong in her heart, and she knows that her prejudice against the rain can't be eliminated in a day or two. After all, one lost the qualification to be a mother because of the other party, and the other was locked up in the cold palace for ten years, plus the queen made bad things behind her back from time to time, this relationship obviously cannot be repaired. Caught in the middle of it, you need to be careful in everything. Thankfully, there aren't many days like that.

"My sister thinks about it thoroughly, but there are some things that we can't offend if we want to." Linglong sighed, she didn't understand that the queen had no affection for herself, and many times she just used herself as a gunman, but from a personal point of view, she couldn't choose to be close to the rain.

"My sister, like me, has a lot of things in this deep palace that I can only forbear. More is better than less, if they want to fight, let them fight. Let's just live in peace. Nangong Meng patted Linglong's hand, "Sister, why don't you dine with your sister in Qingmengxie today?" ”

"My sister now has a body and eats lightly, I can't stand it." Linglong smiled, "You also know that I am not spicy or happy." Like this light fish soup, although delicious, in my opinion, it is far less enjoyable than chopped pepper fish head. ”

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I won't keep my sister." After Linglong left, Nangong Mengfang called Xiaolan to bring over the rest of the fish soup, and ate happily alone.

"It turns out that the emperor is not exaggerating, the fish soup boiled in the rain is too fragrant."

"If the mother likes it, the slave and maid will also learn to do it. Look at this ingredient is not complicated, it is mullet, ginger, green onion and goji berry. Presumably, how well this soup is boiled depends mainly on the heat, and when the time comes, the slave and maid will ask the rain lady and learn two tricks from her. Xiaolan on the side looked at Nangong Meng's rare appetite, and drank the fish soup to a great extent, and she was also very happy.

Taking a nap in the afternoon, Nangong Meng lay alone in the inner room, with a contented smile on his face.

But about half an hour later, bursts of abdominal pain kept coming, and Nangong Meng woke up in pain, and couldn't help curling up his body. "Xiaolan ......" Nangong Meng's voice was hoarse, so painful that she was almost speechless, she struggled to get up, but she didn't think about it, but she fell directly to the ground from the bed.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Xiaolan ran in when she heard the sound, and what she saw was Nangong Meng's pale face, lying on the ground trembling, "Niangniang, what's wrong with you, don't scare the slave!" Xiaolan rushed up and hugged Nangong Meng, with a cry in her voice.

The maid standing outside also rushed in, "Quick, go and ask the imperial doctor!" Xiaolan shouted as she and one of the maids carried Nangong Meng to the bed.

Xiaolan held Nangong Meng tightly in her arms, grabbed her left hand, and when she looked at the pulse, she was shocked, this is what she looks like if she is going to slip a tire. Looking at Nangong Meng in his arms again, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, he bit his lower lip, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his stomach was obviously unbearable. "Niangniang, Niangniang, you say something!"