Chapter 197: Clear the Fire
Meng Wanzhou was stunned, no matter how calm Rao was, he couldn't calm down in the face of such a sentence. What Feng Huali meant, could it be that he already knew that he had harmed Concubine Xiang's miscarriage? No, even if you know, you can't easily admit it, Meng Wanzhou smiled awkwardly: "What does Li'er mean by this, why can't this palace understand?" β
"Mother." Whether you understand it or not, you and I are very clear in our hearts. Feng Huali glanced at Meng Wanzhou lightly, and for some reason, from the first time she saw Meng Wanzhou today, she began to believe in Xifu's words.
Although he couldn't say the specific reason, Feng Huali could clearly feel the change in Meng Wanzhou, that kind of strong aura of desire, Meng Wanzhou was no different from other concubines now. Feng Huali said: "I've heard about it these days, Niangniang tried her best to save me, so I have to thank Niangniang." β
It turned out to be this incident, Meng Wanzhou breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Speaking of which, this palace is also sorry for you, people are humble, and no one is willing to listen to my words to save you, so I didn't help you much." Fortunately, in the end, the concubine made a timely move, so you are fine. β
Feng Huali smiled lightly, some people obviously don't have any scheming, but they still have to secretly calculate others, this is the most stupid. She dared to answer whatever she said, and she didn't think about it carefully, Feng Huali said coldly: "That's natural, after all, Niangniang is running to Concubine Liang every day these days." You know, Concubine Liang and I have been wronged for a long time, no matter how much you plead, she won't pay attention to it, and I don't know what to say about you. β
"I ......" Meng Wanzhou looked at her in astonishment, she didn't expect that she knew about her meeting Concubine Liang.
Feng Huali looked at her sharply, and said coldly: "I'm afraid that Niangniang went there not only to intercede for me, but also for yourself, right?" β
Meng Wanzhou shook her head slowly, she wanted to defend something, but no matter what she said at this time, she seemed a little weak.
"Meng Wanzhou," Feng Huali called out her name, she has always been straightforward, and she doesn't like to hide such a big thing in her heart and chew it repeatedly.
Now that Meng Wanzhou has chosen to betray herself and be with people like Concubine Liang. Feng Huali will make the relationship between the two of them clear, and the province will have to be false and unkind when they meet in the future, not only Meng Wanzhou is tired, but she is also disgusting, "You choose to go all the way with Concubine Liang, don't blame me for not being soft-hearted in the future." β
There was a lot of murderous intent in her eyes, and she was seen by Meng Wanzhou in a cold sweat in her eyes. Meng Wanzhou had countless cold sweats on her back, she was just here to find out the news, if she was turned against Feng Huali because of this, it would be too much to lose, she must find some reason to hide from it. Meng Wanzhou said in a hurry as if she didn't choose to speak: "It's a child!" β
Feng Huali frowned and asked, "What?" β
Meng Wanzhou's eyes showed endless sadness, and she reached out to caress her shriveled abdomen: "My child is gone." β
"What's going on?" Feng Huali thought that according to what she thought, she must give birth to this child, but she didn't expect it to be gone so soon. However, seeing that she was crying sadly, Feng Huali couldn't tell whether her sadness was true or false for a while.
Meng Wanzhou originally told the emperor about her joy, but she met a group of people in black that night, they pressed themselves to the ground and poured abortion pills, and the child was gone at that time. Meng Wanzhou was grief-stricken at that time, but fortunately met the "empathetic" Concubine Liang.
"If it weren't for Concubine Liang to persuade me, I'm afraid I would have been born in hell at this time. Since then, Concubine Liang has been protecting me, which is why I am so close to her," Meng Wanzhou snorted, raised her handkerchief and wiped away the unshed tears, "But I have never done anything to be sorry for you, because I am afraid that you will misunderstand, so I have never dared to tell you." β
Feng Huali glanced at Meng Wanzhou, not to mention why someone forcibly poured her abortion pills, even if she was heartbroken later, Feng Huali had never seen her come to her. And now it is said that he survived because of Concubine Liang's persuasion, this excuse is really far-fetched, not to mention that Meng Wanzhou already knew her relationship with Concubine Liang, so she should stay away.
"Li'er doesn't believe me?" Meng Wanzhou was even more aggrieved, desperately holding back tears.
Feng Huali looked over and saw Meng Wanzhou pouting, snot foaming on the tip of her nose, and she couldn't help but want to cover her eyes. Since she wants to act like this, Feng Huali doesn't mind pretending to be with her: "I didn't expect you to have such an encounter, it seems that I misunderstood you, from now on, we are still good sisters." β
"Sure enough, Li'er is the best." Meng Wanzhou burst into tears and laughed, and the snot bubble on the tip of her nose really broke.
Meng Wanzhou still didn't forget the clichΓ©, but Feng Huali was also an old man, how could she not see through her. So whenever Meng Wanzhou asked Feng Hua what questions she had, she kept playing Tai Chi and pushed the problem onto Meng Wanzhou. In the end, Meng Wanzhou not only didn't get any useful information, but was taken away by Feng Hua.
Meng Wanzhou left stupidly, as soon as she walked on her front foot, Nangong Yan'er stepped in on her back foot. Nangong Yan'er always felt that Nangong Yan'er was not a good person, and she had been eavesdropping at the door when she just exited, but when she heard that Feng Huali believed Meng Wanzhou like this, she hurriedly walked in.
"What's wrong?" Feng Huali asked.
Nangong Yan'er said worriedly: "With all due respect, Concubine Li is not a good person at all, you must not be deceived by her set." β
Feng Huali smiled, she couldn't imagine that she hadn't seen her for so long, Nangong Yan'er had the ability to distinguish between good and bad, and it was really very different from the high-ranking eldest lady at the beginning. Even as a slave, it is really rare to care about yourself. Feng Huali said: "Don't worry, I can't look down on her little tricks at all, I'm just acting with her." β
Nangong Yan'er came to her senses at this time, it turned out that Feng Huali was planning to do it, and sure enough, at this level, Feng Huali was always able to make herself sigh.
On the second day, Feng Huali was going to make all kinds of medicinal food for the emperor. Because the demand for medicinal food was not much, a stove room was opened in the room west of Dongfu Palace to facilitate Feng Huali's hands.
The ingredients here are changed every day, whether you need it or not, the fresh ingredients every day are varied, dazzling, it really makes Feng Huali feel that it is a pity that he can't use them all in a medicinal diet.
As the saying goes, the more rich and powerful people are, the more worried they are about some small problems in their bodies. But Feng Huali really didn't expect that as an emperor, the things he had to worry about were too strange.
For example, today, Su San, the servant next to the emperor, came to tell Feng Huali, saying that the emperor's fingernails were broken when he was turning the book today, and Feng Huali made a corresponding medicinal diet to recuperate.
"Broken nails?" Feng Huali glanced at Su San suspiciously, and even suspected that he was joking with himself.
But Su San's expression was extremely serious: "The girl will be sent to the imperial study as soon as it is ready, don't forget, every medicinal meal must have a poem, otherwise the emperor will be unhappy." β
Feng Hua really didn't know whether to say that the emperor was hypocritical or pretentious, but as a female official of medicinal food, this was her accusation. Anyway, there are so many nourishing medicinal diets, just choose one at random. Feng Huali chose Yangchun Shuangxue stewed lean meat this time, this meal is moisturizing and dry, it is suitable for calming and calming Yan Yu's impetuous heart now, and the next time the nail is broken, I want to make up for it.
White fungus is not cold or dry, with pears and red dates, with lean meat is a very perfect meal to clear the heart and moisten the lungs. The addition of ginger and sugar adds a different flavor.
After simmering for another half an hour, this Yangchun Shuangxue stewed lean meat was ready, Feng Huali tasted the taste, just right, and sent it to the imperial study with a tray. Maybe it was because of the afternoon, there were not many people here, so quiet that Feng Huali could clearly hear his footsteps.
Entering the imperial study, Yan Yu was concentrating on reading the book, and did not look up at the people who came in.
For some reason, Feng Huali suddenly felt a little nervous. She stopped and took a deep breath for a while, before she regained her footsteps and walked to Yan Yu, she put the bowl with beautiful patterns on the table, lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, this is Yangchun Shuangxue stewed lean meat, which has the effect of clearing the heart and nourishing." β
Yan Yu was still staring at the book in his hand, and he didn't even glance at the bowl.
The atmosphere was a little delicate, Feng Hua didn't respond for a long time when he saw him, and said: "I am sad to see that I am singing Yangchun, and the willows are fragrant and snowy." It is the prototype of this spring double snow stewed lean meat. β
This poem was pieced together by Feng Huali from the few poems in her memory, after all, it is impossible for all dishes to have the source of their poems, she can think of such an ancient poem with a little relationship, and it is not easy to slightly satisfy the emperor's strange habit.
Feng Huali raised his head, only to see that the man opposite seemed to be frozen and did not react, and staying here seemed to be a kind of torment, so he said: "Then the emperor will eat it while it is hot, and the minister will retire first." β
As he spoke, Feng Huali gently moved back step by step, trying to leave quietly. Who knew that Yan Yu put down the book at this time, raised his head and glanced at Feng Huali lightly, and said, "Who let you go?" β
Feng Huali immediately froze in place, and said with a smile: "Then the minister will wait for the emperor to finish eating." β
Her actions at the moment are like a frightened rabbit. Yan Yu had a smile hidden in his eyes, and his gaze fell on the stewed lean meat in the spring double snow. Unfortunately, this medicinal food Yanyu once made it for the Queen Mother, and he still remembers it very clearly, this is for people who are upset to clear the fire.
With such a medicinal dish, the implication is probably very obvious. Yan Yu beckoned to Feng Hua and said, "Come here." β