"Yes, madam!"

Wang Yuchu stood up, but still hunched over and dared not look up. He continued, "I wonder what the queen wants to tell you?"

Shen Meimei said in a gentle tone, "The meal you prepared for me is very delicious, I like it very much.

I just want to ask, do you have any recipes? I want to learn from my own kitchen, I wonder if Wang Yuchu has any recipes? "

Hearing Shen Meizhuang's words, Wang Yuchu was delighted and said quickly:

"Your Highness, I do have some recipes here, but they are all ordinary dishes. I wonder if they will please your Highness."

As he spoke, he took out a yellowed cookbook from his arms and handed it to Shen Meimei.

Shen Meimei took the recipe, flipped it open and took a look. It recorded the methods and ingredients of various dishes. She nodded with satisfaction and said to Wang Yuchu:

"These recipes are very good. I accept them. I will come to you again in the future. But I don't know where this recipe came from?"

"Your Majesty, this recipe book was specially given to me by Liang, the chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

He said this is a recipe for beauty and skin care. If you follow the recipe, within half a year, you will be younger and more beautiful than before!"

Wang Yuchu became more and more excited as he spoke, his face filled with joy and pride.

Shen Meimei knew at a glance that the chef Wang Yu in front of her was just an executor, and perhaps he didn't understand the principles of the mutual promotion and restraint of food at all.

"Okay, if you do your job well in the imperial kitchen, I will reward you handsomely!" After saying this, Shen Meimei strode out of the imperial kitchen.

She went to the imperial kitchen to look for the recipe in such a high-profile manner in order to alert the enemy and test the waters. As long as Liang Duorui had something to hide and Shen Meimei openly investigated the matter, he would definitely consult his boss.

In a remote low house in the Imperial Household Department, Liang Duorui was extremely anxious. Beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead. He paced back and forth anxiously while wiping the sweat off his face.

He looked at the door from time to time, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Finally, when Liang Duorui saw A Jin's figure, he seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. He hurried forward and complained to him.

"What should we do? The Imperial Concubine has already started investigating this matter. If it is really discovered, then we are completely finished. There is only one way out, death!"

Liang Duorui's voice was full of despair and fear.

However, in sharp contrast to Liang Duorui, A Jin seemed unusually calm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with an imperceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said calmly:

"Manager Liang, when you accepted my benefits, you didn't have this attitude.

She's just a woman, what's so scary about that? I can find a way to deal with anyone, no matter how difficult they are, let alone a mere imperial concubine.

In a few days, the emperor will go on a secret visit, and I will find a suitable opportunity to get rid of her then."

After saying these words, A Jin showed a confident smile, as if everything was under control.

Liang Duorui stood there blankly, thinking about A Jin's plan, "Is this too risky? After all, the Royal Concubine must have many people protecting her!"

Ah Jin smiled evilly, "What if the people protecting her were arranged by me? She's just a woman, and she's powerless after all. Can she get away with just talking?"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like