The prince and his concubines have a little princess

Zhao Ziyou was the first to come back to his senses, and saluted with blessings: "Auspicious King Jing!"

"Get up." Jiang Jingqiao looked at Zhao Ziyou, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he regained his clarity in an instant, and glanced at Zhao Qingzhi, only to see that he was blessed reluctantly, without a word of auspiciousness.

Jiang Jingqiao raised his eyebrows, how did Zhao Qingzhi become so courageous?Jiang Jingqiao pursed her lips, looked at Lan Ke at the side and said, "Lan Ke, move a chair for me, I'll bask in the sun here."

"Here!" Lan Ke turned around and ordered the two little maids to move the chairs.

Jiang Jingqiao touched the wrench on his finger and approached slowly: "Miss San saw that her complexion was not good, did she have a problem with the king's punishment?"

"Go back to the lord, I have no objection!" Zhao Qingzhi took a deep look at the lip marks on Jiang Jingqiao's collar, her heart was filled with a sigh of relief, her heart ached, but she didn't have any reason to be jealous, after all, Jiang Jingqiao wasn't her now. of.

Jiang Jingqiao saw the chair coming, so she went over and sat down with her robe lifted, looked lazily at Zhao Qingzhi and said, "Then why do you have such a cold face, as if the king owes you money, come on, give me a smile."

Zhao Qingzhi's face became darker when she heard the words, she glanced at Jiang Jingqiao leisurely, and said slowly: "If the prince wants to see people laugh, the servant girl can spend money to buy a brothel girl for him, and smile at him every day."

Jiang Jingqiao originally had an expression of indifference, but when he heard this, he frowned, his red lips parted slightly, and his voice was soft but majestic: "You are presumptuous!"

Zhao Qingzhi pursed her lips, and knelt down with her skirt lifted, but her eyes were slightly red, and her head was not lowered, with an expression of being wronged but not sure about bowing her head.

Jiang Jingqiao looked at Zhao Qingzhi with a cold face, and asked the question she had been wondering all along: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? You are too courageous, you have contradicted me once or twice, why, Want to attract this king's attention? Do you think that this king can take a fancy to you because of your beauty and being a poor woman?"

Zhao Qingzhi was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked at Jiang Jingqiao in disbelief, her eyes turned even redder, and Jiang Jingqiao's words were like a cold arrow piercing her heart.

Seeing that Zhao Qingzhi's eyes were red, Jiang Jingqiao pursed his lips and turned away from looking.

"Remember, you are just the daughter of a fifth-rank official. No matter how easy-going this king is, it's not something that someone of your status can joke around at will."

Zhao Qingzhi looked at the indifferent Jiang Jingqiao, the other party shouldn't be like this.The Jiang Jingqiao she knew was extremely soft-hearted even though she was in the royal family, and she could always joke around with people of any status on weekdays, which can be described as approachable, but now, a Jiang Jingqiao with the majesty of a prince is here In front of her, she wanted to get close but couldn't move an inch. She was full of longing but could only suppress it in her heart. She had a lot to say to Jiang Jingqiao, but she couldn't say a word.

"My lord's instruction, my servants will keep it in mind." Zhao Qingzhi calmed down her emotions and said word by word.

Zhao Ziyou looked at Zhao Qingzhi who was kneeling, and she was in a good mood. Zhao Qingzhi thought she had won, but she didn't know that she was nothing in King Jing's eyes.

"Okay, get up, and wipe Jiuniang's cage clean!" Jiang Jingqiao didn't continue to make things difficult for Zhao Qingzhi, and she couldn't help herself when she saw the red circles under the other's eyes.

"Here." Zhao Qingzhi stood up, and carefully wiped the birdcage with a handkerchief.

Jiang Jingqiao looked at Zhao Qingzhi's busy figure, his eyes were still sentimental, and there was no pain on his face, but he kept asking in his heart: Why would you rather die than guard me and Xiaoan to live a good life, married for many years, how do you treat me Is there really no sympathy at all?

Jiang Jingqiao exhaled slowly, and suddenly felt a stomachache. He started to feel unwell after drinking on an empty stomach last night, and it will get worse again.Jiang Jingqiao stood up according to the position of his stomach, and walked in slowly.

Zhao Qingzhi just looked up, and was taken aback when he saw the place where Jiang Jingqiao was covering with his hands. Could it be that his stomach hurts again?

Zhao Qingzhi felt distressed for a moment, but remembering the way the other party reprimanded her, she pursed her lips and wanted to pretend she didn't see anything.

When she saw that Lan Ke was about to leave, her distress overwhelmed her anger, and she hurriedly called Lan Ke who was about to leave, stepped forward and said, "Miss Lan Ke, I think your lord has a stomachache. I once learned how to cook a kind of porridge from an old doctor. It can be relieved. The prince is kind to me, and I intend to present it to the prince. Can Miss Lan Ke help arrange it?"

Lan Ke heard the words and said softly: "Miss San, there are regulations in the palace, people who are not the chefs of the palace are not allowed to enter the kitchen."

Zhao Qingzhi knew it, and said with a smile: "Miss Lan Ke only needs to help me prepare the ingredients, pot and wood, and there is no need to go into the kitchen for a bowl of porridge."

Lan Ke had a good impression of Zhao Qingzhi, so she thought carefully about the feasibility after listening to Zhao Qingzhi's words.

Zhao Qingzhi held the bird food and said with a smile: "Third sister, the prince just reprimanded you, you should be quiet. If you want to climb a high branch, you are not as brazen as you are. Naturally, the palace has many rules. In my opinion, it is still a good idea." Don't bother Miss Lan Ke."

Zhao Qingzhi glanced at Zhao Ziyou leisurely when she heard the words, how could such a vicious person know what love is, but she didn't have the energy to argue with Zhao Ziyou now, and only looked at Lan Ke expectantly.

Lan Ke was still hesitating at first, but when she heard Zhao Ziyou's annoying words, she said, "Miss San has a heart, so I'll go and make preparations, follow me into Duofuxuan."

Zhao Qingzhi followed behind Lan Ke with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziyou panicked and wanted to go in, but seeing the guards standing on both sides, he dared not make a fuss.

"Ugly, ugly." Jiu Niang stood on the stone table and shook her wings towards Zhao Ziyou.

Zhao Ziyou was so angry that he gouged out Jiuniang's eyes.

Zhao Qingzhi was walking on the small path that she had walked countless times in her previous life, her heart was churning like a tide. At the moon gate of Duofuxuan, a stone slab was loose. I stumbled on the loose slate, and the events of my past life seemed to be right in front of my eyes.

Duofuxuan is a temporary kitchen in the palace. Whenever there is a banquet in the palace, Duofuxuan will come in handy. It is very close to the front hall, so it is convenient to pass dishes.

Zhao Qingzhi and Lan Ke talked about the required ingredients, and Lan Ke immediately ordered the maid to prepare.

After all the items were ready, Zhao Qingzhi lightly rolled up her sleeves and started to work.

Lan Ke looked at Zhao Qingzhi carefully from the side, she had never seen a lady who could cook, and seeing the other's skillful movements, she couldn't help but feel a little cordial towards Zhao Qingzhi.

Zhao Qingzhi raised the back of her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, then opened the upper cabinet to take out the sugar.

Lan Ke's eyes froze for a moment, and then she looked at Zhao Qingzhi in disbelief, how did the other party know that there was sugar on it?Lan Ke was more thoughtful, and asked with a smile: "Miss San, it's really strange to add salt to this porridge."

Zhao Qingzhi was startled when she heard that, just now...Zhao Qingzhi was a little annoyed, the movement of her concentrating on taking the candy was so smooth, Lan Ke must have become suspicious.Lan Ke seldom talks, and never talks nonsense. What she said just now was clearly testing her with salt. If she argued that it was sugar, it would be even more unclear.

"I don't understand why the old doctor added salt." Zhao Qingzhi smiled, "Just now I forgot to tell the girl the ingredients needed, and when the girl ordered the guards to fetch the charcoal, I rummaged through the cabinet. It's really rude."

Lan Ke heard the doubts in his heart dissipated, and said with a smile: "Miss San is easy-going, just like the prince, but the servant reminded me kindly that you should be more cautious in your words and deeds in the palace, especially not to open the cabinet door privately. Fuxuan doesn't have any valuables, otherwise the third lady would have to spend a lot of time explaining if she lost something."

Zhao Qingzhi nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Miss, Qingzhi took note."

Seeing that the other party accepted it humbly, Lan Ke stood aside with a smile and said nothing.

Zhao Qingzhi quickly filled out the porridge, Lan Ke took the porridge and took Zhao Qingzhi away from Duofuxuan.

"Girl go ahead, I'll take the porridge to the prince." Lan Ke left after saying that, and after going down the corridor, Lan Ke took out a silver needle and inserted it into the porridge, after taking it out, it was found that it was non-toxic, so she sent it to Jiang Jingqiao.

Lan Ke entered the side hall, the side hall was filled with ice, very cool, but Jiang Jingqiao lay on the bed with the quilt wrapped around her.

"My lord, eat some porridge to warm your stomach." Lan Ke put the porridge on the stool and held it in front of Jiang Jingqiao.

Jiang Jingqiao opened his eyes, was stunned for a moment when he saw the porridge, took a spoon to scoop it up, blew on it, and took a sip, it turned out to be the old taste.

"Has the cook in the mansion changed?" Jiang Jingqiao asked.

Lan Ke replied: "Go back to your lord, there are no cooks in the mansion recently."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingqiao took another bite, sat up and said, "No, go and see if there is a cook named Jia in the back kitchen. This cook used to be a monk, a fake monk."

Lan Ke heard this and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you have to go through the servants to add people to the mansion. The servants must not add cooks. The bowl of porridge you ate was made by the third lady of the Zhao residence just now."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Jingqiao was stunned, the quilt on her body slipped onto the bed, she held the porridge and looked at Lan Ke incredulously for a while: "You mean that Zhao Qingzhi made this porridge?"

"Indeed, the servant girl watched the third lady do it, and no one else interfered during the whole process."

Jiang Jingqiao's hand holding the porridge trembled slightly. The taste of this porridge was exactly the same. The porridge she drank in her previous life and the bowl she was holding now clearly came from the same hand. Could it be that in her previous life her stomachache was not made by some cook surnamed Yan who made porridge for her? Did Zhao Qingzhi do it?

If Zhao Qingzhi cooked porridge for her in the previous life, why did the other party lie that it was made by a cook named Yan?Why didn't she let herself know?

Jiang Jingqiao's heart hurts for a while and then a little sweet, it's not like the other party doesn't have her in his heart at all.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Lan Ke asked from the side.

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Jingqiao's eyes turned red, she lowered her head and slowly scooped up the porridge and took a big sip. She didn't know what was added to the porridge, and her stomach felt warm after drinking it.

Soon, Jiang Jingqiao drank up the porridge, not a single grain of rice was left.

"Where is Zhao Qingzhi now?" Jiang Jingqiao put down the bowl, and sat beside the bed wearing his boots.

Lan Ke heard the words and replied: "The servant asked the third lady to go to the front and wait."

"Let's go, take a look." Jiang Jingqiao's footsteps were a little hurried, thinking about Zhao Qingzhi making soup for her in her previous life, her heart jumped up again.

When I got to the front, I saw Zhao Qingzhi sitting in front of the stone table, with her hands resting on her chin as if she was talking to Jiuniang again, smiling very happily, while Zhao Ziyou who was on the side seemed to be very afraid of Jiuniang and hid far away.

Jiang Jingqiao cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, looked at the big sun in the sky, and said, "It seems that Jiuniang likes you very much?"

Zhao Qingzhi heard Jiang Jingqiao's voice, turned her head slowly, and stood up calmly without saying a word.

Jiang Jingqiao waited for a long while, but Zhao Qingzhi couldn't answer, so she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, walked down the steps and sat down in front of the chair: "Your porridge is pretty good, who did you learn from?"

Zhao Qingzhi heard the words and said softly: "I learned from a cook who has studied medicine and been a monk."

When Jiang Jingqiao heard the same rhetoric she had given her in her previous life, she remembered Lan Ke's saying that there was no such person in the back kitchen, so she asked, "Where is this person now?"

Zhao Qingzhi half lowered her head and replied, "Wu Ying Wu Trace may have become a monk again."

Jiang Jingqiao pursed her lips, what Zhao Qingzhi said was clear, and it sounded fine at first glance, but Zhao Qingzhi told her in her previous life that it was made by Chef Jia from the back kitchen, but there is no such person in the back kitchen in her house now, But Zhao Qingzhi knew how to make this porridge now, why did she think that there was no such person in this world, and in the previous life, Zhao Qingzhi made up nonsense for her, right?