Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Since the emperor and some concubines went to escape the summer heat, the harem has become much quieter. Apart from the fire in Concubine Wan's palace, there was nothing serious. Nan Xiang also quickly adapted to the life in Fengyi Palace and went to get off work on time every day.

The Queen Mother also assigned her some tasks, but they were all easy jobs, which were more comfortable than her work in the Shanggong Bureau.

On this day, the sunlight filtered through the carved window lattices and sprinkled onto the blue brick floor of Fengyi Palace, creating patches of mottled light and shadows.

Nan Xiang helps out in the small kitchen of Fengyi Palace.

It's quite relaxing and you can also eat something from the kitchenette.

"Xiao Nanzi, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Can you help me get through it?" A little palace maid who was just making soup suddenly covered her stomach and looked a little uncomfortable.

"This is Tremella and Pear Soup for Her Majesty the Queen. Thank you, Xiao Nanzi."

Before Nan Xiang could say anything, the little palace maid ran away hurriedly, holding her belly, apparently going to the purification room.

Nan Xiang looked at the bowl of Tremella and Snow Pear Soup on the table, sighed in her heart, resignedly placed the soup on the tray, and headed for the main hall of Fengyi Palace.

By the way, she had been working in Fengyi Palace for a week, but she had seen the Queen only a few times, no more, no less than twice.

Fengyi Palace is very large and has a majestic and solemn feel. From a high vantage point, it looks like a phoenix lying in the imperial palace.

A phoenix came and lived on the high hill.

The colorful feathers are shining brightly.

The harmonious sounds are clanging and the melody is melodious.

Virtue spreads everywhere, and auspiciousness fills the house.

No wonder it is named "Fengyi", it is worthy of being the palace where the queen lives, the pearl palace, the beautiful garden and the jade tower.

Therefore, it was common for Nan Xiang to rarely see the queen on weekdays.

She is now a member of Fengyi Palace and also the Queen's person. She has a firm hold on her and can live a peaceful life while waiting to leave the palace.

The Queen has always been protective of her people, and the atmosphere in Fengyi Palace is also very good. Nan Xiang feels very safe staying here.

It was also because of this that Nan Xiang didn't mind the task of delivering soup to the Queen.

Through these several meetings and conversations, especially the one when I had a discussion with the Queen about the Third Prince, it was quite good.

She is indeed gentle, sensible, dignified and generous.

Nan Xiang thought to herself as she carefully walked to the main hall of Fengyi Palace carrying the tray.

Sun Fuyu spotted Nan Xiang with a sharp eye and said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Nanzi, this is soup for the Queen."

Nan Xiang nodded and responded, "Yeah."

Sun Fuyu: "The queen is reading in the study."

Nan Xiang smiled when she heard this: "Thank you, Eunuch Sun."

The main hall of Fengyi Palace is very large and spacious. The empress was born in the Weiguo Mansion. Like the Weiguo Prince, she loves all kinds of books and has a wide range of interests.

Therefore, a study was designed in the main hall of Fengyi Palace.

The collection of books is extremely rich. Many of them were collected by Emperor Chengming from various places in the past, some were sent by the Duke of Wei and his son, and the rest were gifts from other concubines and officials.

The queen particularly liked reading, especially travelogues of mountains and rivers or historical books of past dynasties and anecdotes of celebrities.

This is the consensus of everyone in Daqian.

Now the Queen is reading a book, which means she is in a good mood. At least it won't bring bad luck if Nan Xiang sends the soup to her.

In fact, no one in Fengyi Palace knew that if the queen was angry, nothing would happen to Nan Xiang if she went in.

Now Nan Xiang doesn’t know, and even the Queen herself doesn’t know.

If you want to know, that will be later.

Nan Xiang came to the study and knocked gently: "Empress, your Tremella and Pear Soup."

Empress Ji was holding a copy of Wu Zi in her hand, reading it attentively. Suddenly, she heard a young man's clear voice outside the door and raised her eyes lazily:

"come in."

Nan Xiang stepped in, lowered her head, and served the Tremella and Snow Pear Soup.

Queen Ji put down the book and looked at Nan Xiang leisurely. Seeing that Nan Xiang had gained a little more flesh than before, she smiled with satisfaction.

"let it go."

Nan Xiang put the soup on the table, and inadvertently saw a few lines of words in the book: "Be good at spying, use light troops to disperse the people, make the king and his ministers resent each other, and blame each other, this is called the opportunity", and doubted.

It doesn’t seem like a travelogue of mountains and rivers…

A smile flashed across Empress Ji's eyes. Seeing Nan Xiang staring at her book in a daze, she felt pity for her.

"But you like reading?"

Nan Xiang was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted, bowed and replied:

"When I heard that 'Books contain a golden house and a beautiful woman', I naturally liked it."

Looking at the cautious and careful look of the little eunuch in front of him, he was just as cautious and timid as he was at the Fifth Prince's full moon banquet, and just as he was when they first met during the Third Prince's Chui Wan incident not long ago.

Like a little hedgehog, it will stand up its spines and curl up into a ball at the slightest disturbance, which is cute and interesting.

"I have countless books here. If you like them, I will give you a few."

Nan Xiang thanked her quickly, then politely declined: "Thank you, Queen. But I'm afraid I might damage your collection of books..."

"You are thoughtful." Empress Ji's expression was indifferent, but there was a faint smile in her eyes, as if it carried other meanings.

Nan Xiang didn't see it, but she felt that the atmosphere around her was a little strange. She thought she must have done something wrong, so she quickly replied:

"The servant dare not."

Although Ji Qingyan had always heard other palace servants calling her "slave" and "servant", she felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the little eunuch in front of her calling her like that.

The smile in her eyes disappeared. She just took a sip of Tremella and Snow Pear Soup and put it down. She said lightly:

"From now on, you don't need to call yourself 'servant' to me in private. Just be more natural and get closer to me."

Ji Qingyan couldn't figure out why she had to add the last sentence, but she had said it. With this child's mind, she was afraid that she wouldn't think of anything else.

Although Nan Xiang didn't quite understand Ji Qingyan's train of thought, since the Queen had given the order, she agreed.

"only."

Ji Qingyan was silent for a long time, and said: "I have never liked sweet things."

Hearing this, Nan Xiang looked at the Tremella and Snow Pear Soup which had hardly been touched and felt a little puzzled.

She remembered that she learned from Huanqiu that the Queen loved to eat sweets and drink sweet soup the most.

Why doesn't this match what Huanqiu said...

Huanqiu was a second-class maid in Fengyi Palace, specifically responsible for the Queen's meals. She was an excellent cook, and all the food prepared in the small kitchen was the responsibility of Huanqiu and another eunuch.

And this Huanqiu was the palace maid who had a stomachache before and asked Nanxiang to bring her soup.

Although she had doubts in her heart, Nan Xiang did not show them. She just looked at the bowl of Tremella and Snow Pear Soup with a little regret.

Because of her early experiences, Nan Xiang cherishes food very much and will not waste a grain unless necessary.

Moreover, this was a soup specially prepared by Huanqiu in Fengyi Palace to clear away heat and relieve summer heat. She hadn't tasted it yet, which made it even more of a pity.

Ji Qingyan naturally saw through Nan Xiang's thoughts and smiled: "It would be a waste to throw it away. If you want to drink it, Xiao Nanzi, then I'll give it to you."