After the heroine was robbed, save the paranoid villain

Princess Xianyi suddenly laughed.

She looked Liang Qingxue up and down and said, "I should have known that you are an ungrateful person. Even if I treat you well, you will think I have ulterior motives."

To be honest, Princess Xianyi was also tired.

She made a wrong move and made the situation so ugly.

Liang Qingxue simply couldn't believe that the position of concubine that was about to be hers was gone just like that. She couldn't stay with Princess Xianyi anymore.

She wanted to see the Queen Mother and find out if she could help her enter the Prince of Qin's Palace.

After knowing what kind of luxurious life the princesses in the palace led, she didn't want to go back to her original life.

She was even more unwilling to marry a man of equal status.

However, the Queen Mother wanted to see Liang Qingxue, but it was just a matter of words. Liang Qingxue wanted to see the Queen Mother, but it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

She couldn't enter the palace, and apart from Yan Yu and Princess Xianyi, there was no one else around her who could easily meet the Queen Mother.

When Yan Yu got up the next day, he heard from the maid that the third daughter of the Liang family had come out of the palace and was waiting beside the small gate of the palace, wanting to see Yan Yu.

Yan Yu and Liang Qingxue had nothing to say, so they asked the doorman to send Liang Qingxue away.

At this time, the roses in her yard were in full bloom. They had spread out from the racks and climbed all over the wall. The deep pink flowers bloomed particularly vigorously, and the whole yard was filled with a faint rose fragrance.

Ningxia picked a lot of fresh flowers to make rose cakes. They looked fragrant after they were made, but the taste was a bit strange and not as delicious as cakes made from roses.

In addition to the flower cakes, Yan Yu also used sugar to make several jars of rose jam, all of which were placed in translucent glass jars. The deep pink color faintly shone through them, which looked quite beautiful.

Things made of colored glass are expensive. Several jars are worth hundreds of gold, but the rose jam inside is not worth much. Yan Yu uses them to make tea or add them to porridge to enhance the flavor, but no matter how he eats it, he feels that the taste is not right.

"How strange." Yan Yu muttered, "When I made it in Lingcheng before, it tasted very good."

"The soil and water are different." Xiao Chengji was not surprised. "The varieties are also different. If you like the ones over there, I will have someone transplant some for you."

Yan Yu still didn't bother Xiao Chengji to worry about these things. It was still too extravagant for Yan Yu to have someone send some flower seedlings from the south all the way. She didn't want to be so lavish.

After a while, Xiao Chengji brought a few bottles of rose water and a few jars of rose jam from the palace.

There were two bottles of rose water in several thin-necked, wide-bellied ruby-covered pure gold bottles, and two more bottles in thin-necked, carved, transparent glass bottles.

In fact, there is always rose dew in the mansion. It is produced in Pudong of this dynasty. Yan Yu likes to use it to wash his face, hands and mouth.

"These are tributes from different places, one from the southwest and one from the northwest."

The ruby ​​and pure gold bottle is a tribute from the southwest. It has a stronger fragrance and will make people dizzy after a long time. It needs to be diluted with water before use.

The transparent glass bottle with a thin neck and carvings is a tribute from the Northwest. It smells light and long-lasting, with a faint aroma mixed with a hint of wine aroma.

The rose dew in the golden bottle is more suitable for dripping on clothes or adding to water for bathing and washing face. The rose dew in the transparent glass bottle can be mixed with water and drunk. It is said that drinking it can beautify the skin.

Yan Yu curiously poured a small cup of it, diluted it with cold spring water and tasted it.

It smells very good, with a fragrance lingering between the lips and teeth, but it doesn't have much taste, neither sour, sweet nor bitter.

After she tasted it, she let Xiao Chengji taste it as well.

Xiao Chengji was not interested in these things. He only got them for Yan Yu because he saw that she liked them.

Yan Yu thought that the several painted glass jars were all filled with rose jam, but after opening them he realized that there was more than that.

The translucent pink and purple glass jar is filled with rose jam, the translucent light green glass jar is filled with jasmine jam, the translucent dark red glass jar is filled with rose jam, and the translucent golden glass jar is filled with osmanthus jam.

These glass jars look particularly delicate. Each one is painted with twined floral patterns with gold powder on the outside, as if they were carved out of whole jade of various colors.

In fact, such transparent glass is rarer than whole jade. The color is so charming and elegant, and it gradually changes from top to bottom. It is really rare.

Yan Yu asked curiously: "Will the localities also pay tribute to the palace with these things?"

Xiao Chengji said: "As long as you give the order, someone will find a way to get it."

As long as it is not something as illusory as the moon in the sky, even if Yan Yu wants to eat whale meat, Xiao Chengji can ask his men to get it for him.

Yan Yu asked the kitchen to make a plate of soft and white glutinous rice cake. Apart from glutinous rice flour and honey, no other seasoning was added.

The kitchen delivered it quickly. The glutinous rice cake was still steaming hot, a little sticky, and exuding a faint rice aroma.

She spread a layer of flower paste on each piece of glutinous rice cake, applying all kinds of flavors.

These tasted much better than the ones she made at home. Not only were they sour and sweet, they also had a fragrant floral aroma. They were especially delicious when paired with glutinous rice cakes.

Yan Yu tasted that some fruit flavoring was added to the flower jams. She only tasted apricots and oranges, maybe there were others, but she couldn't really tell them apart.

Before he knew it, Yan Yu had tasted half a plate of pastries.

Xiao Chengji always felt that these messy things were not as delicious as meat, but Yan Yu liked them, and her taste always seemed weird to him.

She ate a little too much and lay in Xiao Chengji's arms, unwilling to move.

Xiao Chengji rubbed Yan Yu's belly. She felt soft and skinny.

Yan Yu felt a little itchy and held Xiao Chengji's hand to stop him from rubbing it.

Zuiyan, who has been locked in the yard these days, has something going on again.

She is a little ill and wants a doctor to see her.

Xiao Chengji didn't care whether she lived or died, he had always been so cold-blooded.

Rather than caring about Zui Yan's life or death, Xiao Chengji was more worried about another thing.

Xiao Jiashan suffered a setback in the Guan family's affairs and did not take any action for several months, and his limelight was overshadowed by Xiao Qiru.

It is said that the emperor wanted to make Xiao Jiashan a king.

The news of Zui Yan's illness also reached Yan Yu. She knew that in order to survive in the capital, it would be best to be a little cold-blooded, and being like Xiao Chengji was the best.

Although she knew what to do to save herself the trouble, she still couldn't bear to watch someone die of illness, so she called a doctor to check on Zuiyan.

It turned out that I had caught a cold, and I got better after taking two doses of medicine.

The emperor had forgotten about this. Xiao Chengji asked Xingwen to send Zuiyan away. Zuiyan was not a good person. She had not been quiet during these days of being locked up. She even caught a cold by deliberately taking a cold shower in order to get Xiao Chengji to visit her.

If we really let her out, she might stir up trouble and join forces with the Seventh Prince to do something, so she must be kept where she can be seen and monitored.

Xingwen sent Zuiyan to a country farm of a royal palace. There were many female workers there. If she worked hard here, she could support herself by weaving and doing handicrafts.