Chapter 52 Fusang Flower Porridge
"Assa-san, do you want to die?"
When she heard the sound, she realized that the person in front of her turned out to be Yunshang, looking at her embarrassed look, she thought that she was the one who crashed into her and fell.
She raised her hand and pushed away her hand that was holding her neck, and said disagreeably, "I didn't mean to knock you down, I'm sorry." ”
"Excuse me? Hum! Yunshang said: "Just say sorry?" ”
"I didn't mean to, what do you want?"
Yun Sheng put her hands around her chest, her eyes looked at her from top to bottom, the corners of her mouth were hooked, but her eyes were cold, and she only heard her yin and yang weird words: "Qiansang, I heard that you are now demoted to a maidservant." I'm the prince's favorite concubine, you said that when a little slave saw me, shouldn't you make a big gift? After speaking, he immediately motioned to the two maidservants behind him.
The two of them immediately grabbed her sleeves and stepped forward, one grabbed her by the shoulder, and pressed her body down with all his strength.
She said contemptuously: "Yunshang Sister-in-law, just rely on you two little maidservants, do you still want to restrain me?" ”
After speaking, the palm was placed behind the two of them, and the palms of the palms were exerted at the same time, shaking the two of them to the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.
With a cold face, she walked towards Yun Sheng step by step, and she couldn't help but retreat in fright.
"Assan, don't go too far, you ...... After all, you're just a slave and you don't have the right to hurt me. ”
She stood firmly in front of her, pinching her neck like a woman pinching her, her hand was hard little by little, looking at her with the eyes of a dead man and said, "Yunshang woman, you are just a dancing girl who climbed into Emperor Yan's bed, in the end, you are just a subordinate." I didn't want to touch you when I was the princess because I didn't take you seriously at all. Don't think that if I am a servant girl now, I will look down on you, you are a dancing girl one day, and one day you are a subordinate in the palace of King Yan, and you will be trampled under my feet one day, don't want to override me, you don't have that ability! ”
After finishing speaking, as soon as her hand was loosened, Yunsheng's soft feet immediately fell to the ground, her eyes full of tears gathered from fear.
She picked up the coat that had fallen on the ground and draped it over her body, pulled a piece of material and wrapped it around the bleeding palm, and walked towards the dining room with a cold face.
Do you think she was bullied if she was demoted to a maidservant?
Occasionally, I feel good to release my inner sound!
Because the dining room knew that Yan Difeng didn't eat breakfast, so she didn't prepare, so she had no choice but to make it for him herself.
And the only thing she will do is flower porridge.
As the name suggests, it is a porridge made from hibiscus flowers and glutinous rice.
She invented this porridge when Ling was trapped in the Fusang flower, but she was unable to transform into a human form at that time, and her wish to make porridge was not realized.
Today gave her a chance.
It's just that this porridge is the first time she has made it, and she is afraid that the taste will be too weak, so she put some frosting sugar into it, and she tastes it herself It is quite good, but I don't know if he likes it.
The smell of flower porridge was very fragrant, and the people in the dining room came to her by smelling the smell.
She smiled, pointed to the remaining half pot of porridge and said, "If you like it, you can share it." After saying that, he left the kitchen, but after walking a long way, he still faintly heard the sound of everyone in the kitchen grabbing porridge to eat.
I hope Emperor Yan will like it.
Hurriedly walked to the door, raised his hand to push the door, who knew that the door opened by itself, and the emperor was standing in the door.
Leaned forward, sniffed at her, and said with dark eyes like ink: "What smells so good?" ”
She presented the porridge and said, "Is this what you are talking about?" ”
He first glanced at her, then took the porridge from her hand, put it in his nose and sniffed it, and nodded to her, "That's the smell." As he spoke, he walked towards the house with the flower porridge and slowly sat down at the tea table.
Seeing this, she walked into the room and closed the door with her hand.
He took a bite, it tasted strange but delicious, looked at her walking towards him, and asked, "What is this?" ”
"Flower porridge."
He pondered for a moment, and then said slowly, "Why didn't this king know that the people in the dining room would still do this. ”
"That's what I did."
He looked at her, the coldness in his eyes was gradually replaced by gentle ripples, and he inadvertently saw her bandaged hand, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he immediately grabbed her wrist and said, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”
She hurriedly withdrew her hand and said with a pleasant face: "I'm fine." Then he pointed to the porridge in his hand and said, "Eat the porridge quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”
A deep meaning crossed his eyes, and he withdrew his eyes and continued to eat porridge.
After a while, he wiped his mouth and said, "This king wants to read, you take out the porridge bowl, and you are not allowed to go out of the Qinxin Pavilion without the order of this king." ”
Although he demoted her to a maidservant, he still let her live in the Qinxin Pavilion every day and night.
"Yes."
When she left the study, she ran into Iris, who wanted to talk to her when she had a belly, and hurriedly dragged her to a secluded place.
And Yan Difeng in the study did not immediately start reading, but called Steward Shen into the room for questioning.
"Just now you can see that Assan-san has an argument with someone?"
Steward Shen said truthfully: "Listening to the guard's report, I saw that Qiansang and Miss Yun collided together, and Miss Yun ordered her two maidservants to teach Qiansang a lesson, but they were taught a lesson by Qiansang. When the guards arrived, Qiansang and Miss Yun had already gone their separate ways and reported the matter to the old slave. The old slave felt that this matter was not big, and there was no need to disturb the prince, so he did not report it. ”
His face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "In this way, the injury on Qiansang's hand is caused by Yunshang's wife. ”
Steward Shen was silent, but his eyes were observing all his expressions on this matter.
"Steward Shen."
"The old slave is here!" He hurriedly said respectfully.
The eyes were deep and bottomless, and she said word by word: "Yunsheng's personality is arrogant, causing trouble, Yan Wang's Mansion can't tolerate it, so she cut off a hand and threw it out of the mansion." ”
Steward Shen was secretly surprised, Yun Sheng was his favorite among all the dancing girls, but he didn't expect that it would be like this for the sake of Qiansang now.
It seems that he was right to choose to be in awe of Assan.
"Yes, the old slave will do it."
Qiansang and Iris sat down in a small pavilion, and hurriedly asked, "Master, have you done everything you can to please the prince?" ”
"This ......," she was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Iris suddenly found her wrapped palm, immediately grabbed it and held it in her hand, and said distressedly: "Master, how did you get this?" It looks serious. ”
"It's fine, it'll be fine in a few days."
"Master......" The iris wanted to cry: "When you were the princess, you wore splendid silk, now what?" He wore the clothes of a subordinate. Although the prince still let you live in Qinxin Pavilion, all the use that belongs to the princess is gone, and after your status is low, you must have suffered a lot, right? ”
"I didn't suffer much, and besides, these hardships are nothing in my eyes, but you ......" she held the little face of the iris and said: "Look at you, you are already thin and small, but after a few days, your face is smaller again." Tell me about you, you dare to worry about me if you can't take care of yourself? ”