It wasn't until Si Yue left the court on the second day, and when Lin Su sat in front of the bronze mirror and drew her eyebrows, she suddenly thought that she had already finalized it with Chang Xing, and today was the day when she came here to learn how to stew soup.

She paused slightly in the movements of her hands, and then looked at the reflection in the bronze mirror and asked Xia Yan, who was combing her hair. "Is there a kitchen or anything else ready for that?"

"Don't worry, master, yesterday, the slave and maid have already urged people to clean up the house. There was a stove in the house, so there was no need to bother, and the firewood was specially prepared. Xia Yan said with a hint of malice.

"I see." Lin Su's faint reaction made Xia Yan a little confused, but Lin Su said: "I have always been relieved that you do things, after all, I also have to stay in the kitchen, and there should be no such thing as firewood and tide." Also, are all the ingredients ready? ”

"Fresh pigeon meat was prepared, Yuzhu was brought from the Imperial Hospital, and the other ingredients were also freshly delivered." Xia Yan said sharply, "Please rest assured, the slaves and maids there have all been inspected just now, and all the things have been dealt with, and they will not use those indiscriminate means." ”

Lin Su nodded, motioned for Xia Yan to retreat, and sat alone by the window looking at the snowflakes that began to slowly fall outside. What exactly is she supposed to do? Si Yue's intention of sending Chang Xing to her couldn't be more obvious, just to teach her a good lesson with her hand. However, don't say that she is now a queen, and she loses her identity by using those indiscriminate means.

Even if she could use it, she wasn't the kind of person who deliberately targeted others for her own selfishness. Another thing that worries her is that the letter handed over by Chunyan is really the same as what is written above? Or is there something hidden inside that she hasn't noticed?

The way this letter was sent itself seems to be a bit irregular, could it be that Si Yue has never been suspicious?

In the afternoon, not long after Lin Su woke up from a nap, Chang Xing arrived at the Fuliu Palace. Lin Su looked at her delicately dressed and elegant, smiled, and said, "Wait a minute, Concubine Xing, go to the palace to change your clothes." ”

Without waiting for Chang Xing to speak, Lin Su entered the inner hall, and after a while, he came out wearing a simple shirt, completely lacking the wealth and magnificence that a queen should have.

"This ......" Chang Xing was stunned for a moment, looking at Lin Suna's cleanly washed, and his face without powder was as warm as a trace of pink jade.

"Let's go, the emperor passed the word before, saying that there are not many political affairs today, and he may come over to eat some snacks in the afternoon. If you start boiling soup at this time, you will almost be able to catch up with the emperor. Lin Su said and took the lead in walking outside, although Chang Xing was a little puzzled in his heart, he still immediately followed behind.

The kitchen was freshly cleaned up, and when Lin Su and Chang Xing went in together, the palace maid who was waiting next to him retreated to the door and stopped the palace maid beside Chang Xing.

Chang Xing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Queen Mother, the moon and Lanxing are the palace maids who serve by my side......"

"You are here to learn how to make soup with this palace, and prepare to stew soup for the emperor to eat. Here, it doesn't seem that there is a need for palace maids to serve, right? Lin Su turned around and looked at Chang Xing with a smile, "Everything is ready, now you just need to raise the fire and set up the pot to stew the soup." Could it be that the so-called hand-made soup stewed by the star concubine is just lip service? ”

Chang Xing was framed by Lin Su's words, but even if she understood that Lin Su was doing this on purpose, she also had a dilemma. She was the original person, and the person who spoke was Si Yue, if she quit now because of Lin Su's difficulty, as long as today's words are spread, don't say it's a competition for favor, I'm afraid that Si Yue won't even want to look at her.

Therefore, she smiled as soon as she thought about it, and said, "The queen mother is right, it's just this fire...... " She looked at the chopped firewood piled up on the side with some embarrassment, "The concubine has never tried it, but I'm afraid it's still ......"

Lin Su glanced back at her, rolled up his sleeves slightly to expose his wrists, and then neatly moved the wood and straw next to his stove and stuffed them into the stove, then picked up the fire fold on the side and blew it lightly twice, and then lit the straw, and after a while, the stove fire burned.

After doing all this, Lin Su turned his head to look at Chang Xing, and the expression on his face seemed to be a smile.

"Concubine Xing, if you can't keep up...... Lin Su restrained the smile on his face, "Then in the evening, the emperor won't be able to drink your stewed soup." ”

Chang Xing was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care about the politeness on Lin Su's face, so he gritted his teeth and followed Lin Su's example to move the firewood next to her stove. Although Lin Su urged tightly, she still subconsciously checked whether the firewood was dry.

Lin Su looked coldly at the small actions she made, as the queen of the Lord of the Six Palaces, how could she use such an indiscriminate method as wet firewood? It was only after watching Chang Xing's unfamiliar movements light the stove that he slowly opened his mouth and said, "The pigeon meat should be processed first, overheated, and then seasoned......"

Without giving Chang Xing time to react, Lin Su quickly put the pot on the shelf, blanched the fresh cut meat with boiling water to remove the blood in it, and then immediately poured it into the basin to taste, Chang Xing straightened up and looked at her skillful appearance, and was slightly stunned before saying: "The queen mother ......."

Lin Su turned around, and Chang Xing said in a whisper: "...... Seems to cook a lot? ”

"The emperor likes the taste of home-cooked food, and he doesn't like the exquisite and gorgeous dishes made in the imperial dining room." Lin Su pursed his lips and smiled, "Set up your pot, Xing Concubine, your actions have fallen behind." ”

Chang Xing was stunned for a moment, and Lin Su said again: "The fire is going to be extinguished, remember to add firewood!" ”

Hearing her words, Chang Xing reacted, and subconsciously grabbed the firewood on the side and was about to throw it into the stove, but she only felt a tingling pain on the tip of her hand, and she couldn't help but scream and threw away the firewood in her hand.

"What's wrong?" When Lin Su turned around, he saw Chang Xing holding his right hand, and bright red blood beads were emerging from her index finger. "Hurt?" She frowned, "Quickly put your fingers in clean water and wash them to see if there are any burrs in them." ”

With that, Lin Su walked over, grabbed Chang Xing's hand, which had not yet reacted, and put it into the water on the side to wash it, and then looked down, "There are no burrs to pierce into it, it's not a big problem." After a slight pause, Lin Su let go of her hand, "Be careful when holding firewood, although these firewood are very finely split in order to burn easily, there will always be some burrs on it." ”

Chang Xing's eyes were slightly red, and he looked down at his fingers.

Seeing her silent like this, Lin Su could only whisper: "If your fingers hurt, come here today?" ”