Today's Yitian Pavilion is no longer as deserted as before, and Xuan'er, who was originally sitting there thinking about what to prepare for lunch, was also shocked by this wave of people.

After entering the door, Qin Siyi, who was still a child after all, began to look around in surprise.

The eldest brother is a military general, originally it was surprisingly simple here, and there was nothing else except for some tables and chairs.

Now it is very different from the original, it should be re-built, although it is not so brilliant, but it is indeed a lot more luxurious, the walls around are hung with a lot of calligraphy and paintings, and the shelves are added a lot of rare treasures.

"Xuan'er, go prepare a big bowl of chicken soup, the richer the better."

"Chicken soup? It's not like the princess never eats chicken. ”

Eleven commanded Xuan'er at the door, Xuan'er scratched her hair, although it was inexplicable, but since the princess asked for it, she obediently turned around and went to the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, your piano is so beautiful."

After walking around the room for a long time, Qin Siyi was attracted by a guqin placed on the table, the body of the piano was made of white jade, and the snow-white strings were even more delicate, and she gently stroked it with her hand in amazement.

"Does Yi'er like music?"

Seeing her joy, Eleven came to the table, gently probed with his bare hands, and his fingertips touched Qin Xuan, his slender fingers plucked a few times like an orchid, and the clear sound of the piano echoed in the air for a while.

"Wow, sister-in-law, you can teach me. Teach me. Qin Siyi was completely fascinated, and her hands directly tugged on Eleven's sleeves, so that she had to agree.

Fuqin is to have a state of mind, Eleven buckled the rhythm that Qin Xuan stopped, she looked at Qin Siyi who looked coquettish on the side and smiled, and took her a few steps away with her hand Eleven let her sit on the seat, and turned around and sat beside her.

"If you have free time, come to me." Eleven watched Shuang'er walk towards them with a snack, she looked at Qin Siyi and pointed at Shuang'er, "This sister is the most powerful pianist in the palace, you can worship her as a teacher." ”

"How dare the slave maid, the princess's piano skills are comparable to the slave maid." Shuang'er listened to Eleven's words and shook her hand directly.

"Modest." Eleven glanced at her disapprovingly, and raised his hand to take a piece of pastry on the table.

"If Miss wants to learn, the slave can be taught, if there is a princess by her side, then Miss must be making rapid progress in her piano skills." Shuang'er knew that since the princess said so, she naturally wanted Qin Siyi to learn from her.

"It's all good, just teach me, I'll come every day." Hearing that she could learn the piano, Qin Siyi sat on the stool and nodded excitedly.

"Let the nurse take this."

As Eleven spoke, she pulled the pastry in her hand a little, she sprinkled some powder from the vial she was carrying and closed it, and raised her hand to hand the pastry to Qin Siyi in front of her.

Qin Siyi nodded, reached out and took the pastry and looked back.

The nurse has been staying in the corner since she came in, and someone has moved her stool to sit on knowing that she is not feeling well, and it seems that her face has improved a lot, and maybe the pain has passed.

"Eat it whole, bring her a glass of water." Shuang'er listened to Eleven's words, and immediately poured a glass of water from the tea set on the table and walked over, Mama had already taken the pastry sent by Qin Siyi, looking at the pastry was indeed not small, it was really not easy to swallow it raw.

Not long after, Xuan'er walked in through the door, holding a large bowl in her hand, and a strong fragrance wafted out of the bowl.

"Princess, this chicken soup is ready."

"Well, find a clean bucket and pour it in."

"Huh?"

Xuan'er stood at the door with chicken soup, listening to the princess's words, her whole body was messy.

Let her stew a rich chicken soup, and now let her pour it into the Gong bucket.

What the hell is this for?

She pouted and walked out again inexplicably, this time faster, and when she came back, her hands were empty, and she said that she had found a clean bucket and poured all the chicken soup into it.

"Mama." Eleven's eyes looked at the grandmother in the corner, "Do you feel sick to your stomach?" ”

"Yes, yes." Mama raised her hand to touch the sweat, and she looked a little unable to sit still.

"Then go, Xuan'er, help Mama go to your Gong bucket that poured chicken soup."

"Oh." Xuan'er's reaction was always the fastest, and she immediately stepped forward to help her grandmother and walked out.

Qin Siyi wanted to follow, but saw Eleven beckoning to her.

"Yi'er, come, Mama will come back later."