"Why don't you invite you into the urn?"

The key now is that they don't know what tricks the enemy will use, but no matter what tricks they are, they must be some yin damage, and if they don't see people, they will naturally have to carry people behind their backs.

Wenhua Palace is full of people all day long, palace maids, eunuchs, and the grandmother who serves Feng Jingyuan has to say that there are twelve or thirteen people, so it must be difficult to start.

"No! It's too dangerous. After thinking about it, the noble man understood Yu Qing's intentions, but in this way, she and the little prince would be even more dangerous.

"Now there is no other way, I am really at a loss and waiting for Concubine Jia to make a move, and the situation will be uncontrollable."

Since Concubine Jia wants a chance, then provide her with this opportunity, which can be regarded as defending as an offense and retreating as an advance, so that most of the control is in Yu Qing's hands.

"What do you need me to do?" completely put Yuqing in danger, and she stayed out of the matter, she really couldn't help it.

"My sister can take care of Xiyu with peace of mind, and after the matter is completed, she can tell the emperor about the grievances she suffered when she was pregnant."

The role of the nobleman is the finishing touch.

Once Yu Qing really thought about using the child in the belly of the noble man to make a fuss, but since that day he saw Xiao Xiyu in the cradle in the palace of the noble man.

She is so cute, she doesn't know the dangers of the world, how can she be willing to let such a young child risk her life.

"Okay, and the things I used to help and abuse, I'll also say it."

In the past, she helped Concubine Jia to give advice and act for the tiger, and the piles and piles added up will definitely make Concubine Jia never turn over.

"No!" Yu Qing raised her voice and lowered it again, "Sister must not be able to say what the two of you planned together in the past, now that you have Xiyu, you have to think more about her." ”

In the past, all kinds of cruel things were true, and the emperor knew that he would dislike Concubine Jia even more, and it was difficult to guarantee that he would not have a grudge against the nobles.

"But ......"

Wen Guiren knew that what Yu Qing said was right, he also did evil, if he punished Concubine Jia, how could he let go of another accomplice. I am even more afraid that the emperor will deprive her of the right to raise Xiyu in the name of her mother's misconduct.

"There is nothing, sister, rest assured, what Concubine Jia is about to do is an unforgivable crime, enough to make the emperor disgusted, and there is no need for help."

The two had not been friendly before, and if Wen Guiren said so, she would gladly agree.

But now, she doesn't allow the little princess's biological mother to have any stains, otherwise, the princess may live in other people's fingers for the rest of her life.

Seeing Yu Qing's firm eyes, Wen Guiren believed that she would definitely be able to protect herself, and even more so the little prince, and gradually put her mind at ease.

The two discussed some more details in the main house before the nobles left.

On the second day, the palace maid who did chores in the small kitchen of Wenhua Palace survived the fire because she was sleepy at work.

The sparks splashed out, ignited a few dry firewood next to it, and almost caused a fire, and was punished by the Qing Guiren to the Huanyi Bureau.

The other kitchen grandmothers were also punished to do some sprinkling and sweeping work in other parts of the palace because of poor supervision.

The small kitchen lacked manpower, and the Internal Affairs Office could not dispatch people for a while, so the meals of the Qing nobles were temporarily handed over to the imperial dining room.

But the little prince eats irregularly, and when he is really hungry from the imperial dining room, he doesn't know how many times he cries, and the small kitchen always has to send someone over to cook milk porridge for the little prince.

These masters naturally don't have to worry about it, and in the end, it was Aunt Xiyue who was in charge, and Chunlan, who was doing rough work, was transferred to the small kitchen to replace her original position.

Chunlan's performance has been good for a few days, not to mention the praise of the Qing nobles, and the monthly example has been mentioned, which makes everyone else in the palace very envious.

"Chunlan." When Xiyue came to the kitchen, Chunlan was sitting in front of the stove and looking at the cooking pot.

"Aunt Xiyue, but what are your orders?"

Chunlan put down the firewood in her hand, wiped her hands on the rag, and got up to meet it.

In the past few days, she has received a lot of rewards, mainly because Xiyue promoted her, and she is very attentive to Xiyue on the surface.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm just here to see if the little prince's milk porridge is ready, but don't go too far, you can't be like that useless girl, otherwise you'll slap me in the face."

Xiyue walked to the stove, the pot was simmering, and when she lifted the lid, a milky fragrance came to her face.

Goat's milk is tumbling in the pot with white rice, and occasionally a few milk foams bubble up, which seems to be almost ready.

"Where can it be, Aunt Xiyue, don't worry, the slave is meticulous!"

Chunlan smiled and patted her chest and said.

"Well, look at it, and then go to the main house." Xiyue explained.

Chunlan saw that Xiyue was leaving, so she stepped forward and stopped, "Aunt Xiyue, it seems that you haven't seen the little master today?" ”

"What are you asking for?" Xiyue glanced at Chunlan up and down, frowned and asked.

"Thanks to Aunt Xiyue's promotion of the slave maid, I am naturally not afraid to tell you that the slave and maid have been rewarded for the past few days, and if I think that the little one is here, I may be able to get some today, hehe."

Chunlan smiled embarrassedly, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"If you do a good job, the benefits will naturally be indispensable to you."

Xiyue is in charge of the palace people in the first palace, and the momentum on her body has gradually developed, and she really has a straight face to admonish, and there is no one who is not afraid, Chunlan nodded hurriedly when she saw this.

"The little master was summoned by the emperor early in the morning, and the attendants of the Qinzheng Palace will not be able to come back for a while, don't ask if there are these, I see that the porridge is almost there, come with me."

"Aunt Xiyue went back first, she just lifted the lid and ran away with heat, it is estimated that she will have to warm up for a while, the slave and maid will look at it, and it will be served to the little prince immediately."

Chunlan didn't listen to Xiyue at this point, and explained that the fire was not enough, so she let Xiyue go first.

Xi Yuefu glanced at the boiling pot again, seemed to believe Chunlan's words, nodded, and said, "Then hurry up, the little prince is hungry, don't delay for a long time." ”

"Okay, don't worry."

Chunlan said as she sat down on the low stool again, adding firewood to the fire, as if she wanted to make the milk porridge better faster.

Xiyue glanced at it and didn't say anything, then turned around and left.

As soon as Xiyue left Chunlan, her face immediately changed, how could she still be submissive just now, careful to accompany the smiling face.

"Phew! The dog fights the powerful thing, and he yells at me all day long, and he still thinks he is the master of this Wenhua Palace?! Chunlan spat at the ground and scolded.

Even if she is the main owner, she is not afraid, and there is Concubine Jia behind her to support her.

Concubine Jia promised that after the matter was completed, she would ask the emperor to transfer her to Changchun Palace, and directly be the aunt in charge, where would she still have some leisure here.

scolded him, and his heart was much happier.

Chunlan first got up and lifted the lid to see that the milk porridge had been boiled thick and soft, and she took it off the stove with a cloth and put it on the small table aside.

But instead of rushing into the cup, he turned around and walked to the door to look around, and when he saw that no one was coming, he returned to the small table and took out a boxy yellow-brown paper bag from the belt around his waist.

Carefully open it layer by layer, and pour it into the pot without leaking!

There are still words in his mouth: "Hmph, let you be majestic, let me do rough work, there is no reliance, look at what you are still majestic!" ”

Finally, take a soup spoon, reach it into the pot and stir well.

It wasn't until the unknown powder was completely fused into the milk porridge that Chunlan smiled with satisfaction. I scooped a spoonful into a small cup, put it in a tray, and carried it out of the small kitchen, and walked to the main house.

"Aunt Xiyue, the slave maid brought the little prince's milk porridge." As soon as she arrived at the door, Chunlan shouted loudly.

The door creaked open, but Chunlan was stunned and didn't move.

"What's the matter, it's like losing your soul, come in, the little prince is hungry." Wanhe looked at Chunlan who was standing still strangely and beckoned her to enter the door.

Chunlan, who was originally happy, suddenly couldn't laugh, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, why is Wanhe still in Wenhua Palace, could it be that the little master went to the Qinzheng Palace alone?

Hesitantly stepped into the door, and when he turned into the inner room, his head sounded, and the Qing nobleman who should have been in the Qinzheng Hall was sitting on the side couch and laughing with Xiyue, and Chunlan, who was smiling brightly but seeping, was cold.

However, Chunlan still has some skills, and at this time she can still pretend to be calm, and said with a smile: "Little master, the slave maid heard that Aunt Xiyue said that you went to the Qinzheng Palace, but I didn't expect to come back so early, and the little prince's milk porridge slave maid brought it." ”

Yu Qing stopped laughing with Xiyue, took the small cup, lifted the lid, scooped a spoonful, put it under her nose and sniffed it, but did not speak.

This gap Wanhe said: "I just entered the house, and it just so happened that you arrived on your hind feet." ”

That's the case, Chunlan thought, and heard Yu Qing praise: "Well, yes, the heat is just right, the evening lotus, reward." ”

Wanhe took a few pieces of broken silver from the dressing table, "Oh, the little lord rewarded it, take it." ”

If you want to put aside the past, Chunlan will happily take it, but at this time, she can't reach out, "Little master, this is what slaves and maids should do, there are enough rewards in the past, this, slaves and maids still don't want it." ”

"Little master, look at it, the slave maid said that Chunlan has grown a lot."

Xiyue praised Yu Qing with a smile, and said to Chunlan: "This is the little master's reward, you can take it." ”

Yu Qing was silent, only looked at Chunlan and smiled, as a last resort, Chunlan had to accept it, only to feel that a few taels of silver hot palms in her hands were going to have a hole.

"Thank you, little master, for the reward." Chunlan is blessed with gratitude.

Suddenly, he saw that the other three people in the room were looking at him, and he didn't know why, so he heard Xiyue say: "It's none of your business here, you go and go busy with your business." ”

Chunlan snored suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, she had no intention of leaving, reacted, and hurriedly retreated.

When Chunlan left, Wanhe closed the door, the master and servant looked at each other and smiled, and then Wanhe frowned again and said, "Little master, do you really want to be like this?" ”

Xiyue also looked at Yu Qing worriedly, "Little master, nothing will happen to you, right?" ”

Yu Qing sneered, "Don't worry, I can still trust Doctor Hu's things, give it to me." ”

I saw that Wanhe turned to the dressing table again, and after a while, he came back with a medicine bottle with a big belly and a thin mouth, and handed it to Yu Qing, still not at ease, and confirmed again: "Little master, is it really okay?" ”

"Little lord, how can I have deceived you?"

Saying that, Yu Qing pulled out the sealed red cloth stopper, knocked the bottle on his hand, and rolled out a pill with a grunt, Yu Qing did not hesitate to send it directly into his mouth, raised his neck and swallowed it, without even taking a sip of tea.