"Okay."

Xin Muyuan also agreed with Xie Zhan's words and went to Panlong Residence with him.

Panlongju is much more lively today than before, Luoqin Du Mingyue and those concubines who have not seen it have gathered at the door of Panlongju, if it weren't for Gonggong Shen's indifferent expression, Xin Muyuan would have thought that Xiao Changting was going to die.

"What's going on?" Xie Zhan squeezed in from the crowd, glanced at the people around him, immediately retracted his gaze, and asked Gonggong Shen.

Gonggong Shen was a little surprised when he saw Xie Zhan, as if he didn't expect him to come over, bowed slightly, and said, "If you return to the world, Your Majesty's body is only slightly unwell, so don't worry." ”

Xie Zhan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." ”

He quietly moved his fingers and asked in a low voice, "Then what's going on?" ”

Gonggong Shen looked bitter and said, "The old slave doesn't know what's going on, suddenly everyone knows about His Majesty's physical discomfort, and he must stay here until he is sure that His Majesty's dragon body is safe." ”

Xin Muyuan took two steps back, stood beside Du Mingyue, and asked in a low voice, "Guifei Niangniang, what's going on?" ”

Du Mingyue also approached her and said the same thing in her ear as Gonggong Shen, the only difference was that she came because she heard about it.

"When I came, there were already three or two people, and I saw that the matter seemed to be quite serious, so I stayed here."

Du Mingyue and Gonggong Shen's words reminded her of the little eunuch in the imperial study.

He and Xie Zhan could not have known about this matter, but they would come over after he said more.

"Would a normal palace maid and eunuch take the initiative to care about the master?" Xin Muyuan asked.

After all, the palace is not like a big mansion, and there are always stories of deep love between master and servant. The palace was so large that it could accommodate thousands of people, including at least five thousand palace maids and eunuchs.

Is it really possible to have this kind of inexplicable care in a place where there is no communication or even meeting in person?

Du Mingyue twisted her eyebrows and thought about it, shook her head and said, "It should be unlikely." I have only been in the palace for a year, and I have not encountered anything like this in this year. ”

Ignoring the people who show favor to the emperor, want to get close to the emperor, and want to climb the dragon bed, there is really no one who can take the risk to care about the master without idleness.

If this is seen by someone with a heart and thinks that he wants to climb a high branch, he must be beaten half to death, or tossed hard.

In this palace full of a sense of crisis, it is difficult to walk and do a good job of yourself, and anyone's brain will be kicked by a donkey to meddle in their affairs and care about the affairs of their masters.

It has nothing to do with them.

"That's a lot of fun." Since Xin Muyuan guessed correctly, the problem can only be the little eunuch at the door of the imperial study.

She moved back to Xie Zhan's side, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "There is a problem with the little eunuch in the imperial study, and now I will immediately send someone over to control it." ”

Xie Zhan's eyes showed cunning, like a little fox calculating strategies, and said: "It is worthy of being my tacit partner, and I want to go together." Rest assured, the knife is in the past. ”

Saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xie Xiaodao squeezed the crowd in and shook his head next to Xie Zhan.

"Ran away." Xie Zhan looked solemn and looked at Xin Muyuan.

Anyone can move freely in the palace.

If the news of the emperor's illness was really spread by the same people, then what was their purpose in bringing these useless women together?

This kind of thing seems simply meaningless and boring, and even too much, I wish others didn't know that there was a thief in the palace.

It has no effect and exposes his identity, what is he trying to do?

"I'm going to inform the people of the Shrine to block all the news in the palace and look for the little eunuch in a cover-up way." Xin Muyuan understood Xie Zhan's worries and plans in seconds.

Today she didn't wear a mask, she didn't dare to go to the hidden spot of Mumingyuan openly to find someone, and there was no reason to go to the Tai Hospital to find Lin Ze, so she simply rolled up her sleeves and went to the imperial dining room to find the chef Wen Ya, a woman with a pair of small dimples on her face when she smiled.

Wen Ya is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, white and fat, a good cook, her temperament is like her name, gentle and elegant, she has never seen her lose her temper when, and she is not in a hurry to do things.

"This girl, the imperial dining room is heavy, and outsiders can't set foot on it." Xin Muyuan's luck was better, and as soon as he arrived at the imperial dining room, he met Wen Ya who went out with a meal.

Xin Muyuan sniffed, and the rich aroma wafted out from under the iron cover, flying with her to the clouds.

"What is this?" Xin Muyuan's greedy saliva almost flowed out.

Wen Ya said with a smile: "This is a crispy chicken with salt and pepper, which has been processed, crispy and not greasy, the chicken is tender, melts in the mouth, and the fragrance can still remain in the throat." ”

Xin Muyuan swallowed his saliva, stared intently, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, you go and send it." I'm going to use your kitchen. ”

"No, you can't." Wen Ya didn't move, soft as a ball of cotton.

Xin Muyuan explained: "I am Xin Muyuan, the owner of Liying, and I entered the palace today to find the emperor, but the people in the imperial study said that the emperor was sick today, so I wanted to make a soup to send to the emperor in person." ”

"Still not." Wen Ya spoke slowly, "But what you want to do, I can do it for you." ”

Xin Muyuan begged: "Then can I watch from the side?" I promise not to do it. ”

Wen Ya tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Since you are the owner of Liying Shengxiang and the noble person that the emperor once invited, there should be no problem." But you can only watch from the sidelines, you can't move, you can't disturb me. ”

"Okay, I promise." Xin Muyuan immediately raised three fingers.

Wen Ya personally sent the salt-and-pepper crispy chicken to Huai'an, who was locked up in the princess's palace, and when she came back, she led Xin Muyuan, who was squatting at the door and waiting, in.

No one noticed that when Wen Ya passed by Xin Mu Yuan, there was suddenly an extra note in her hand.

Wen Ya has a habit of not liking people next to her when cooking, unless the other party can control her mouth and hands and not make a mess for her.

Therefore, in the end, the only people who entered the kitchen were Xin Muyuan and Wen Ya.

At first, neither of them spoke, and Wen Ya was also concentrating on her own business.

As the minutes passed, the fragrance gradually overflowed from the pot. Xin Muyuan snorted fiercely and exclaimed: "She is worthy of being the chef of the imperial dining room, and her skills are simply excellent!" It's so fragrant, if it weren't for the emperor being sick in bed, this bowl of soup would be for him to drink, I really want to drink it all. ”

"How is the emperor's condition?" Wen Ya asked Xin Muyuan with a smile.

Xin Muyuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, until now, I haven't seen the emperor, but I just heard others say that the emperor is seriously ill." ”