Chunhua asked a sentence slightly, glanced at Mu Lan deeply, and wondered: "Why did my sister think of asking this?" ”

Mu Lan Yingying smiled and said, "It's nothing." Before entering the palace, the family had been raising jasmine, and now I haven't smelled the fragrance of jasmine for a long time. I always want to take advantage of the moment of delivering food, to see which lady is raising, and then I will beg the mother to reward me with a branch, and I will come back to plug it in to see if I can support it. ”

Chunhua slowly put his hand on the case, lowered his head and wiped his hands carefully, raised his head to look at Mu Lan and said: "It turns out that the person who loves to raise jasmine flowers the most in this palace is actually not another master, Niangniang, but Queen Yiren's four-grid, Princess Bangyu." However, she is now ...... People have married far away and are no longer in the palace. ”

Mu Lan let out a faint sigh and asked reluctantly, "Is there no one else in the palace raising jasmine now?" ”

Chunhua pondered for a moment, and said: "As far as I know, the people who dare to raise jasmine flowers in the entire harem now are afraid that there is only that one mother." ”

Mu Lan had already carefully inspected that no one planted jasmine plants in the entire palace maid's house, inside and out, and even in every corner of the catering department, let alone a pot of jasmine that had been carefully cared for and fragrant by people.

Someone must have been brought into the dining room from outside.

And only secretly embellished in the box of osmanthus kidney bean rolls given to the queen, it was obviously deliberately done by someone who wanted to pretend to be her hand.

The hands that put flowers should be aimed at Empress Yiren, and she is just a chess piece that has no intention of touching thunder.

Who would have thought that that small white and warm jasmine, with its blossoming and refreshing flowers, would almost become the executioner who killed her.

It turned out that in this deep palace, a smile that was still holding the pipa and half-covering his face was more powerful than the knife that killed people on the spine of the blade, I don't know how many times more powerful.

Mu Lan felt as if she was getting closer and closer to that answer.

"Oh. Sister Chunhua, which one is it? ”

Only by continuing to ask will you find the answer you want.

Chunhua's eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness, and she didn't answer her question, but just avoided the important and said lightly: "I've only heard about this, so don't ask." You just remember that if you want to raise any flowers, don't raise jasmine. In particular, be careful not to mention jasmine in front of the queen's mother, and ...... Princess Bang Yu, otherwise, disaster will definitely come. ”

Mu Lan never made it difficult for others, she hid a sense of amazement in her heart, and nodded towards Chunhua, who was like a spring breeze, and walked out of the room with a curtain in her hand.

The sky above her head was still as blue and clean as the day she first entered the palace, like a refined heart.

If you can figure it out, it won't hurt anymore.

If a person has been walking on the edge of life and death for a long time, and he has lived to the point where he has been cocooned and out of mold, he will not be wrong in what he says at some moment.

At such a time, such a person can give each other a little ambiguous reminder, which is already consuming each other's affection.

Some feelings are still saved, which is the best choice for others and yourself.

The Empress Dowager Xiaokang is very quiet and quiet, rarely pays attention to the affairs of the harem, and even the place where she lives is selected in the most secluded Cining Palace, which is located in the northwest corner of the entire Forbidden City.

Starting from the catering department, walking to Cining Palace to deliver food, in the case of good weather and good foot strength, a round trip takes at least one hour.

Because the round-trip journey is very physically demanding, and the Empress Dowager Xiaokang has been delegating power for a long time, she mainly eats fasting and recites Buddha on weekdays, and rarely asks about the harem. This situation, in the eyes of some people in the harem, is just an inevitable loss of power.

In some people's imagination, what an elderly empress dowager can do every day is nothing more than to miss the emperor and be sad.

Xia Qing's command of standing coldly under the corridor that day is probably due to this.

Leaving a good impression on Empress Yiren is obviously much more useful than patting the Empress Dowager's ass.

Many discerning people not only think so, but also do exactly that.

Not to mention other government offices, the other three divisions of the entire Shanggong Bureau, the people who were sent to deliver food and goods have already been replaced by a little palace maid like Mu Lan, who has just entered the palace not long ago. Even Mu Lan is not as good, there are more little palace maids who have no rank, the most humble status, and the least understanding of human accidents.

Thinking of this, Mu Lan added another layer of respect to Min Sishan in her heart.

Only their catering department, the palace maid who delivered food to the Empress Dowager Xiaokang, has never changed.

Before today, everyone who came back to deliver breakfast and dinner was Xia Qing, the most senior palace maid in the catering department.

On the way here, Mu Lan kept thinking about what to say to make this old man happy.

However, when she stood outside the gate of the Empress Dowager Xiaokang's Cining Palace and heard bursts of melodious silver bell laughter in her ears, she realized that she was too worried.

After the eunuch at the door passed through, a grandmother dressed in a fishtail gray robe came and led Mu Lan to the door of the main hall where the queen mother was.

Before meeting, the gray-clothed grandmother quietly nodded at her, Mu Lan bowed in with the mahogany red color blessing longevity box in her hand, and stood in front of the Empress Dowager Xiaokang and Princess Jiuge Wenxian who came to accompany her with a smile and respectfully.

Since the last confrontation in the corridor, Xia Qing and Mu Lan have not shown any differences, and they are still doing their own things as always, no one can see what unpleasantness has happened between them, and what is different from the usual.

As for Xia Qing and Mu Lan, everyone has the same opinion on the matter of quietly exchanging the original owner who delivered the meal.

Everyone felt that although Mu Lan was a new palace maid who received the imperial title as soon as she entered the palace, she could be on an equal footing with Xia Qing and Chunhua, the two people who originally had the highest palace rank in the catering department, and she was gradually able to share with the two palace maids in terms of cooking skills, but the inner Min Si Shan was still the most important Xia Qing.

Otherwise, why did Min Sishan send Xia Qing to deliver food to the queen in person?

It must be that the new little palace maid is not good at observing words and feelings, and offended the queen's mother, so she was relegated to the most laborious and secluded Cining Palace to deliver food.

Xia Qing naturally heard about the palace maids' remarks, and only she knew that the truth of the matter was actually discussed with her privately by Mu Lan a few days after the confrontation in the corridor.

It is true that this is the case, and Xia Qing, who has always acted in his own way, does not disdain to explain more useless words to those little palace maids.

has already been admonished and encouraged by Min Sishan, and no one in the palace has the courage to dare to chase after the wind and shadows.

And the whole Shangshi Bureau has not started the war, and the situation of gunsmoke is already everywhere, and the palace maids cannot be allowed to have the slightest laziness, and the palace maids from top to bottom of the catering department all seem to be injected with chicken blood, and there are only two words left in their hearts and mouths that have been trained by Min Sishan--- fight!

I heard that Zheng Sijiao, who has always been unreasonable, is stepping up preparations with whips up and down, and has been intermittently speaking.

No wonder Min Sishan's brows looked even tighter.

Medicine and the second division are naturally not fuel-efficient lamps, and they are eager to try to win back this game.

At the moment, it is most important to plan how to take the lead in the chrysanthemum banquet that the Queen Mother will hold soon.

In this regard, because of the matter of who to send the meal, Mu Lan, who was a little shorter in the hearts of the palace maids of the Catering Division just now, of course thought so in her heart.