Hua Mian looked at the other party, this Aunt Jinyue looked no less than forty years old, with fine lines at the corners of her eyes, this was the first time Hua Mian had seen a woman without makeup at all since she left Sikong Mansion.

When I was in Yilanlou, it was an elderly chef like Mama Liang who had to smear a thin layer of pearl powder every day, even if it was a person who worked in the kitchen, it was a high-end product like pearl powder that could be used on Flower Street, so I thought that the low-level maids who could only use ordinary white powder in the palace were not as good as the people in Flower Street.

The facial features are not good-looking, but they give people a particularly gentle feeling, which is different from Concubine Jing, and is more like the afternoon sun outside the house, which warms the hearts of everyone who sees it.

Although her appearance is ordinary, Aunt Jinyue has a pair of exceptionally beautiful eyes, and if you look closely, the color of her pupils is gray-brown, which is a bit like a person Hua Mian knows.

I don't know why, Yuan Kongming suddenly appeared in Hua Mian's mind, and the color of the pupils of the third prince who was always causing trouble was also like this, maybe it was a coincidence, after all, one of these two people was an elderly aunt who lived in the harem, and the other was the third prince of Dongliu Kingdom.

"That's... I'm Xia Huamian, the chef of Hejing Palace...", Huamian felt that she had nothing to introduce herself, after all, her identity was only the chef.

"Now each palace outside has its own chef?"

It seems that this Aunt Jinyue is not very out of the palace gate where she is, and she doesn't know much about the situation outside.

"Oh, yes, I know, it's for His Highness Eleven, although I haven't met His Highness, I've heard him mentioned."

"But I have nothing to do with His Highness Ye Huang in Jinyue Palace", Hua Mian shook his hand.

"It's strange that the chef who cooks for His Highness comes to our place full of sick people and says that he is not for His Highness?"

"There are a few people in the palace who start to cough lightly in autumn, and there is one who is seriously almost bedridden."

"The one who is lying in bed can be sent over directly, and the left and right are just coming to me for a few days to recuperate, and give her some money to send her home."

After hearing Hua Mian's words, Aunt Jinyue's brows frowned slightly, and a sense of helplessness appeared in her tone.

The change in the other party's expression was so obvious that even a person as sluggish as Hua Mian noticed it, "May I ask what this disease is?" ”

"People in the palace call this disease the four seasons syndrome, only spread among women, especially some low-level maids who have been in the palace for two or three years, they are very susceptible to this disease, and when the disease first occurs in the middle of winter, there will be a feeling of dry and itchy throat, most people do not care about it at this time, this symptom will be immediately cured as soon as the weather is warm in the spring of the next year"

"But it's not really good, these people will start to feel sick again in the early winter of the next year, and the symptoms of coughing will increase compared to the previous year, because it will not affect the work at this time, and the patience will pass."

Aunt Jinyue said and picked up the water cup in her hand and took a sip gently, and when she put the cup again, the expression on her face was no longer as gentle as just now, and the temperature in her tone also decreased, "The situation will become more and more serious year by year, from the end of autumn to the beginning of the next year, it is early autumn, and the symptoms have also developed from a light cough at the beginning to coughing up blood and being bedridden, and then if it can last until summer, this person is already numb and unable to move, and the person will be gone before the spring comes."