The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(51)

Seeing the unhappy look on King Jin's face, he explained: "It was you who ordered it to be sent there in the first place."

Of course King Jin would remember what he said.

His days of being cold to Siyiyuan were almost over. In his position, many times it was not a matter of whether he was being treated favorably or not. It was just that he should do it, so he did it. Seeing that the arrogance of Liu Chun Pavilion is getting more and more arrogant, it is natural to suppress it.

Besides, King Jin also felt that enough was enough. It was true that he hated Xu Yanru, but he had no intention of actually doing anything to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife.

But he didn't expect that the wet nurse would like to eat it. If she liked it, he would give it to her. For King Jin, he didn't think there was anything he couldn't do.

"Go and ask for it. Go there in person and say that I will use it as a reward." The entire Prince Jin's Mansion belongs to him, and Prince Jin does not think there is anything inappropriate in this move. As for Princess Jin, he didn't pay much attention to her. As for King Jin, if I give it to you, you can take it. If I don't give it to you, you should receive it as a matter of course.

Fucheng had a grimace on his face. The master made a mistake and asked the slave to wipe his butt. But then I thought about it, the purpose of a slave is not just to wipe my butt, otherwise what would I do?

In Siyi Courtyard, after Cuizhu left, Zi Yan hesitated and said: "My Lady, is there something wrong with you refusing to stay at the Chūn Hall?"

"What's wrong?" Princess Jin said nonchalantly.

"After all, the little princess..."

Princess Jin sneered and put down the book in her hand: "She always likes to use a girl's movie as a raft. Do you really think His Highness doesn't know about this? She has been in too much limelight recently. Your Highness is trying to suppress her, so he won't listen. Her instigation."

This basket of cherries was a signal. No matter how unwilling she was, Princess Jin had to reach out and take it.

This was the face given to her by Prince Jin. As long as she wanted to sit high and high as Princess Jin, she had to accept it, and she had to accept it with a smile and a shout of thanks.

But she had to vent her anger, and Prince Jin wouldn't touch her for the time being anyway.

It was because she understood so well that Princess Jin felt particularly humiliated. And this sense of humiliation eroded her heart every moment, making her less and less like the proud daughter of the Xu family.

"Cuizhu will probably suffer a lot this time when he goes back." Zi Yan said with a slight sigh.

Cuizhu probably knew it well. When he left Siyi Courtyard, his face was pale and there was resentment in his eyes.

Zi Yan has been with Princess Jin for many years, so she naturally understands this look. This move of the Princess has completely gone wrong.

"She chose her own path. I gave her the choice back then. Since she dares to overestimate her own capabilities and try to get something that does not belong to her identity, she should have this kind of awareness."

But that's not the case. The bubbles under your feet are all caused by yourself.

Zi Yan stopped talking. At this moment, someone came outside the door to report that Mr. Fu was here.

When Fucheng entered, he first bowed to Princess Jin and then stated his intention.

The weather was already very hot. Princess Jin was frail and never used ice in summer, which made everyone serving around her tired and had to endure the scorching heat. At this time, the room was quiet and the air was almost stagnant.

Fucheng naturally did not miss the ugly expression on Princess Jin's face, and was quite puzzled. However, he didn't want to pay attention to why the other party was like this, and just waited for something with a smile.

But in Princess Jin's eyes, there was nothing but Concubine Hu's bitchy smile.

So what if you don’t give it to me, I’ll find someone to ask for it, and I’ll give it to you if you give it, and I’ll give it to you if you don’t give it to me!

"Zi Yan, order someone to bring it to Manager Fu. Give it all to him."

"Empress..." Zi Yan stopped for a moment, then went anyway.

Fucheng smiled and said politely: "Princess, there is no need to give everything. As long as..." He thought for a moment, since His Highness gave the order, maybe he would be given to Nurse Su. Now His Highness is jealous of others, coaxing them all day long, giving too little, how can he get anything out of them, and His Highness also has no face. In order to give the King of Jin some face, Fucheng said, "Just half."

Half of it!

Princess Jin obviously meant what she said to him, and he really dared to respond.

Fucheng walked away carrying a basket of cherries with a smile on his face. It wasn't that he didn't notice Princess Jin's gaffe, he was just too lazy to care. He is the person next to His Highness Prince Jin, and he is serving Prince Jin. Whether Princess Jin is happy or not has nothing to do with him.

Besides, Fucheng has always had a dislike for Princess Jin deep in his heart.

Only Fucheng beside King Jin knew what happened from beginning to end. That lonely, cold, stubborn, and even sharp young man finally had a different color in his eyes, but what he encountered was resistance, disgust and disgust, and even It's betrayal.

Now that boy has grown into an upright man. He who once cared about him no longer cares about him, but at the end of the day, his attitude has changed.

It's a pity, it's too late.

Everything in this world is like this. If you miss it, you miss it. You can't go back, and no one wants to go back.

And Fucheng didn't think that Princess Jin wanted to turn back, but it was just another method used by these high-ranking ladies to consolidate their status. While fulfilling them, it tramples on the dignity of men.

Fucheng thought that Nurse Su was quite good, she was simple and gentle, and she could make His Highness happy, so he didn't have to worry so much about her.

That's good.

After Fucheng left, Princess Jin lost her cool for the first time in her confrontation with Concubine Hu, and swung the tea cup next to her to the ground.

"This bitch!"

In the evening, Yao Niang returned to the house after a tiring day.

Ice to cool down the heat has been put out. Because the three wet nurses are on duty at different times, the Internal Affairs Office will order people to deliver the ice on time every day. So every time Yao Niang went back to her room, she was greeted by a room full of coolness.

She rubbed her waist and was about to wash her face and go have dinner when she turned around and saw a basket of things placed on the ice cauldron.

The basket was covered with cloth. She walked over and opened it, and saw bright red and delicious cherries smiling at her.

Somehow, she remembered King Jin's serious face but not serious look.

She spat in her mind, but she couldn't help but frown with laughter.

Because of this basket of cherries, Princess Jin and Concubine Hu have been fighting fiercely recently.

Princess Jin had always cared about dignity before. Even if she suppressed Concubine Hu, she would not do it too obviously. But this time she changed from her earlier behavior and became a little more cunning.

In fact, this is just the usual method used by regular wives to torment their concubines, such as asking for permission and not letting them in, leaving them outside, such as leaving the concubine to be fanned, which lasts most of the day. For example, the princess likes to summon concubine Hu recently. She doesn't say anything when she summons people, and just leaves them there.

Concubine Hu suffered several hardships and was tired several times, so she wanted to ask King Jin to make the decision, but King Jin ignored her at all. She was angry and resentful. On the surface, she still humbled herself in front of Princess Jin, but in private, she often threw the knives back.

The two masters above are fighting fiercely, and the servants under each are naturally tit for tat. Recently, the maids and ladies from Siyi Courtyard have frequently faced off against the maids and ladies from Liuchūn Hall. Both sides have their own winners and losers, making the house a mess.

Yao Niang usually doesn't move around the house. These are what she heard from the people in the small courtyard. Nowadays, the daily topics in the small courtyard are new, and they are the same every day, almost like listening to a big drama.

But unlike her previous life where she was the protagonist, in this life Yaoniang is a bystander.

Watching this drama from a bystander's position, Yao Niang sighed, "Why is this necessary?" To outsiders, it may seem like "why bother", but to those standing in the drama, it seems like an unyielding persistence.

It was because she understood that Yao Niang sighed.

Chapter 41

Every noon, the small kitchen is the busiest time.

Because I have errands to do, I always switch meals. Especially since the last time King Jin came to the small courtyard, there were no servants in the courtyard, and Yuyan and Yucui were even more strict with their servants.

Yao Niang came to the small kitchen to get her lunch.

The nannies cook their own meals, because they have to feed the little princess, so the food is first-class. Not only are there delicacies from the mountains and seas, but there is also chicken, duck, fish and meat. There is nothing different every day, and snacks and fruits are indispensable in addition to three meals.

In addition to three meat dishes and one vegetable dish, we also stewed soup today, which was stewed with pig's trotters and yellow beans, with some roughage. This kind of soup is the best for milk. Every now and then, a pot of it will be stewed in the small kitchen to feed several wet nurses.

There are some oily splashes floating on the milky white soup, among which are pieces of braised pig's trotters, and occasionally light yellow beans, which rise and fall with the fire. The soup was stewed before dawn in the morning, and was simmered slowly over low heat. When the lid was opened, a burst of aroma burst out, making people salivate.

"It's so delicious. If Mommy Mo makes something delicious today, please share some with me." The speaker was a little girl named Xiaoman. This girl had just grown her hair. It was when she was greedy that she saw something good. I just want to take a few bites of it.

When I first entered the small courtyard, I was still a slim figure, but now I am well-fed. According to the words of the women in the yard, they can be taken out and slaughtered during the Chinese New Year. Of course, these words were not a sign of silence, but a kind of helplessness that could not help laughing.

She is sweet-tongued and hard-working, so everyone loves her very much.

Seeing that Xiao Man was greedy again, Mrs. Mo smiled and slapped away the fat paw she extended: "Come over, this is for the wet nurses, you can't eat it."

Xiaoman swallowed and said with envy: "Nanny Su and the others have really good food. It would be great if one day I could eat their food every day."

Mrs. Wang on the side was loading cooked vegetables into a big wooden basin. When she heard this, she smiled and joked: "It's not easy to eat it. Find a man to marry quickly. When the time comes, you can give me a baby. You can also eat it." Become a nanny, it’s a very profitable job.”