Waiting for Chen to finish washing up and following her all the way back to the main house, Jin Ling deliberately took a deep breath when she entered the house to make sure that she didn't smell anything suspicious.

Chen didn't notice what had happened in this room, and stretched his arms lazily on the couch, and Jin Ling immediately stepped forward and gently and slowly pressed it.

"Send someone to squat at the entrance of the ceremonial department, and take the prince back as soon as he gets off the office, and say that I have something important to tell him, don't let some cats and dogs pull the prince to some indiscreet places to drink."

Jin Ling paused slightly, and hurried to be.

His own master is so domineering and exposed, and even the extremely favored prince of Qingguo is counted among cats and dogs, and there are not many people in this world who can reassure their princess.

Jin Ling didn't know what Chen Bingqing really didn't like Jiang Zheng, and the reason why Jiang Zheng was damaged verbally was purely because no one in the circle of noblewomen in the capital didn't know about Jiang Zheng's backyard.

What kind of good thing can a man spoil his concubine and kill his wife, even if the saint has favored the concubine for so many years, which of the people below does not pout when he mentions this, but it is the emperor, and he only dares to secretly confide in two words behind his back.

No matter how Jiang Zheng relies on the Qingguo Mansion, in the end he is still not as good as his own prince, Chen Bingqing doesn't feel that he has to have a good attitude towards Jiang Zheng, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it.

Yang Zhiyi got close to such a person, and he didn't know if he would get close to the ink one day, and he would also start to spoil his concubine and kill his wife, after all, Shen Yuxuan has a fox and a charming thing.

Regarded by Chen Bingqing as a thorn in the flesh, he was basking in the sun and watching Aunt Pan sort out the fetal pills.

These fetal pills were sent by Jishitang, and every day Aunt Pan had to open them and check them one by one, and then cook them herself and serve them to the slave to watch her drink a drop without a drop.

The slave felt that it was very reasonable for Aunt Pan to be so cautious, although the princess did not care about the affairs of the palace for the time being, but if someone took this time to show her loyalty and use herself and the child in her belly as a raft, it would not be good.

Aunt Pan was silent and had a cold face, at first she was afraid of her, but after getting along for a few days, she felt that there was no one more reliable than Aunt Pan.

"Auntie, come and sit down and take a break."

"It's a pity that the master is going to drink the fetal medicine after eating, the old slave will cook it now, and the temperature will be just right when he drinks it later."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"I can't thank you for what is within my part."

The slave looked at Aunt Pan to cook the medicine, and continued to lie down to relax and bask in the sun, the prince specially ordered that he did not need to go to the main courtyard to ask for peace, so that the days without leaving home were much better than before.

Chen looked at the breakfast brought in by Jin Ling, and the bowl of bird's nest porridge exuded a slightly sweet smell.

Chen stirred it with a soup spoon and looked at Jin Ling.

"How's the slave doing?"

"Good...... It seems to be fine. ”

Jin Ling subconsciously wanted to say okay, but when she saw Chen's face, she suddenly changed her words.

"Bring this bowl of bird's nest porridge to her, just say that it is the concubine's intention, let her raise the fetus in Shenyuxuan with peace of mind, and open up branches and leaves for the prince as soon as possible."

"Niangniang, this is the new good bird's nest in the small kitchen of the main courtyard, how can you match the slave?"

"The prince of the province thought that I was deducting her bird's nest, and the last time Aunt Pan came to leave, it was estimated that there were not many bird's nests, and in the future, the small kitchen would send a bowl of bird's nest porridge every day for breakfast and dinner, and remember to give it to her in front of Aunt Pan."

"Yes."

Jin Ling didn't know why, but the master's order was to do it, and if he asked too much, he would die quickly.

Although the breakfast of the slave was mentioned by the prince, the big kitchen did not dare to go too far, and it was reduced by three percent compared to the specifications of the side concubine and sent to Shen Yuxuan, but in this way, it was many times better than what the slave had eaten before.

In the days when the princess begged for a living, the slave never knew whether the snacks on the princess's breakfast table were sweet or salty, but just looking at it felt delicious, and now although it is still not as good as the princess, it is a pity that the slave is very content.

Today's breakfast was millet porridge, pumpkin milk jelly, sesame pancakes and scallion pancake.

As soon as the slave was about to eat, he heard a sound that was like a nightmare.

"It's a pity that the master hasn't eaten yet, it's a coincidence, the princess pities you for being pregnant, and you need to make up for your body, so the special slave sent a bowl of bird's nest porridge, and it's a pity that the master drinks it while it's hot."

The slave looked at the bird's nest porridge that was put in front of him, his throat tightened, and he immediately turned his head to find Aunt Pan, who happened to come out with a fetal pill.

"The slave maid has seen Aunt Pan, this is the bird's nest porridge given by the princess to the cherished master, and a bowl will be sent every morning and dinner in the future.

"The old slave thanked the princess on behalf of the master."

"Aunt Pan cherishes the master, and the princess doesn't want to cherish the master, this is all within the princess's responsibility, cherish the master's good baby."

After Jin Ling left, Aunt Pan still took the millet porridge away with a solemn face, put the soup spoon into the bird's nest porridge, and served it to the slaves.

"Aunt Pan......"

"Eat it, it's good for children if it's not poisonous."

The slave twisted her eyebrows and looked at Aunt Pan and then at the porridge, and finally took it head-on.

Sweet and silky bird's nest porridge is far less attractive than salty snacks like scallion oil cake, but unfortunately the slave can't not eat it, for the sake of the child, bird's nest is a good thing, since the princess is willing to give, and Aunt Pan can ensure the safety of herself and the child, then eat it all.

Yang Zhiyi was invited back by the little maid in the princess's courtyard as soon as he went back, and when he returned to the palace and heard that Chen Bingqing had sent a good bird's nest porridge to the slave, his eyebrows and eyes softened a lot, and he returned to the tenderness and sweetness of the past towards Chen Bingqing, who came up.

"Your hand injury has not healed yet, pour tea and pour water, these living kings are here."

Chen Bingqing looked at Yang Zhiyi pouring tea for herself, and she couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart, but she still had to smile and respond, and by the way, she told everything that Yinling had heard about in the purple clothes shop.

"In this way, the inside of King Huai's Mansion is not very peaceful, and Song Zhan's position as the prince of the world does not seem to be very stable."

"What does the prince mean, then Song Mu can compete with one?"

"What are you fighting for, just Song Mu's background, even if Song Zhan is dead, his father may not be willing to give him the position of the prince of Huai. However, there is such a hidden situation, and there are more places to use in the future, this time you have done something that is very beneficial to the king, how should the king reward you? ”

Chen Bingqing pursed her lips and said politely.

"This matter is also Yinling happened to hear an ear and came back, if the prince wants to reward her, he should reward her."

Yang Zhiyi smiled slightly, glanced around and asked casually.

"I don't seem to see the silver bell when I say this, why don't I serve in front of you?"

Chen didn't doubt him, so he took a sip of tea and replied.

"Her mother is sick, and she went back to accompany her mother to see a doctor today."

"Oh, what does she want, let her come to the king herself."

"Yes, the prince is going to Shen Yuxuan to see the slaves?"

Chen blinked at Yang Zhiyi, trying his best to be calm as usual, and Yang Zhiyi waved his hand.

"If you don't go, you can't see the child as a man or a woman every day, and this king will accompany you to dinner today."

Chen Bingqing showed her face at this time, and hurriedly shouted Jin Ling to arrange dinner, and specially instructed Jin Ling to send bird's nest porridge in front of Yang Zhiyi, and was highly praised by Yang Zhiyi.

Chen Bingqing took retreat as advance this time, leaving Yang Zhiyi in the main courtyard for several days, cherishing the slave day by day looking forward to Yang Zhiyi coming to Shen Yuxuan to see himself again, he didn't wait for half a figure, if it wasn't for Aunt Pan's presence, I am afraid that tears would rain again.