Chapter 1102: The Immortal Prince is Paranoid 48

Bai Sang, as the lowest palace maid, really suffered.

In the past, as the only palace maid in Wenze Palace, although there were many things to do, no one scolded her.

She works in this unfavored concubine, as long as she is a little slower, she will be scolded by the old mother, and sometimes she will not be given food after scolding.

After coming to this body for a few days, the number of times I have eaten is only a handful.

At night, I still sleep with a group of little palace maids, some of them are still snoring and grinding their teeth, and they get up very early in the morning.

Spirits gradually weakened.

Moreover, Bai Sang couldn't find any news about Wen Ze, and if she showed a little obviously, she would be suspected of what she wanted to do.

Thinking back to being by Wen Ze's side, it really was heaven.

At night, Bai Sang was woken up by hunger again, walked out of the room aggrievedly, and uncomfortably hugged his knees and watched and eavesdropped on the moon.

I don't know what happened to Wen Ze, is he out of the threat to his life?

Is your body a little better?

After a while of the wind blowing outside, she returned to her bed, and saw that her place was occupied by the palace maid next to her.

Only a little bit of space is left in the corner.

She curled up cautiously before continuing to sleep.

I don't know if I get up late the next day.

was scolded by the old lady again.

Directly let Bai Sang get out of here, and don't let her stay here.

Bai Sang didn't know what to do at all, so he could only take his luggage and go back to the place where he had started training.

I don't know if it's a peak loop.

It just so happened that the cook in the imperial dining room needed a few palace maids to burn the fire.

Bai Sang just came over and came to his new post again.

From a small palace maid sweeping the floor, she has become a palace maid who burns fire.

Assigned to work on a small vegetable mamma.

This grandmother is okay, because there will be no more food in the imperial dining room, and Bai Sang also works very hard, although the movements are still very slow, but she is honest, and she will do whatever she wants.

This grandmother prefers Bai Sang.

Occasionally, there are little things that will get her started.

It's just that Mama can see that Bai Sang can't cook, and she has already said that she can search for seasonings freely, but the results that come out are always not very delicious.

Bai Sang was a little embarrassed, "Mama, you still let me light a fire for you." ”

"You just have this point, if you don't know how to do it, you will continue to learn, dare to be lazy, I will send you to the Huanyi Bureau to wash the clothes of the nobles."

"Mama, don't send the slave away, the slave will learn well." Bai Sang didn't want to be hungry anymore, so he nervously grabbed the corner of his grandmother's clothes.

Mama saw her pitiful appearance, and she was also soft-hearted, "Okay, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been getting a lot better recently, let me make an appetizer for lunch." ”

When Bai Sang heard the news about Wen Ze, he was very excited, and he wanted to ask more, but he didn't dare to ask for a while.

Swallowing and spitting, Mama looked in her eyes and thought she wanted to try.

"Although the food you made doesn't taste good, it can be considered appetizing, you can help me order it then."

"Okay, Mama."

Bai Sang is very enthusiastic about Wen Ze's affairs.

It was noon.

The nobles in the palace have to eat, and the grandmother first prepares the refreshing side dishes eaten by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince before preparing them for other nobles.

Then they were sent to the palaces one by one.

After that, the palace maid in the imperial dining room had dinner with the cook.

By this time, everyone was already hungry.

What is eaten is also left over by the nobles.

Therefore, everyone in the imperial dining room is more mellow than other palace palace people, and this is the leftover food of the nobles.

"Mama, has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince recovered? Can you eat? ”

(End of chapter)