"My sister's pulse is unstable now, so you must not eat randomly and be careful of the child in your belly!" Linglong on the side was really worried now, fearing that Qingyu was going to harm Nangong Meng, so she stopped her immediately.

"Is it possible that Concubine Linglong thought I would poison this soup?" Qingyu sneered, "I'm not that stupid, right? The prince who came to poison my sister so blatantly!"

"Sisters, please stop joking. I know that both sisters have good intentions." Nangong Meng quickly tried to smooth things over, "It just so happened that my sister's health was not up to par, which made the sisters worry."

On the other side, Qingyu's maid had already opened the food box and took off the lid of the soup cup. A smell of aroma hit her face. "What a fragrant fish soup!"

"Sister!" Linglong grabbed Nangong Meng with anxious eyes, for fear that the maid would really bring it to Nangong Meng.

"Sister's craftsmanship is really good. Just smelling it like this will whet your appetite!" Nangong Meng patted Linglong's hand, hinting her to rest assured with her eyes, and then told Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, go get some bowls.

, let Concubine Linglong have a taste of Concubine Qingyu’s craftsmanship!”

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Xiaolan turned around and went out.

"I don't like fish, so I won't drink this soup. Besides, this fish soup is for you, sister, to replenish your health. Why should I drink it?" Linglong frowned.

"Since sister happened to meet her, it's better to try it less, so as not to spoil Concubine Qingyu's feelings." Nangong Meng squeezed Linglong's hand.

Linglong hesitated to speak, but after much thought, she finally endured it.

At this time, Xiaolan came in with several bowls. She carefully stirred the fish soup with a spoon and made sure that there was no foreign matter. She filled half a bowl with it. She smelled it first, then tried it with a silver needle, and checked carefully.

After pondering for a while, he started to drink. Qingyu watched silently from the side. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he also knew that this scene was necessary, not to mention that Linglong was still here.

Xiaolan tasted it slowly, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. Finally, she put down the bowl in her hand and blessed Qingyu, "Ms. Qingyu is really good at her craftsmanship. This mullet soup is as white as milk, fat but not greasy."

, the drops naturally condense into beads on the table. It tastes delicious and has a long aftertaste. This slave has never tasted such delicious fish soup."

"Come on, if you have the time to compliment me, why not serve it to your mother-in-law quickly? This mullet soup won't taste good when it gets cold." Qingyu smiled and looked much better.

"Yes, empress!" Xiaolan quickly served Nangong Meng and Linglong a bowl each. Linglong was still angry and refused to drink, but Nangong Meng winked at her again and again, and finally reluctantly drank a bowl.

"Sister, you are really skillful. This fish soup is really delicious. I will learn from you in the future." Nangong Meng put down the bowl in her hand and smiled at Qingyu.

"If sister likes it, drink more later. Sister has simmered this soup for an hour over a slow fire. The fish meat is tender and loose. It's just right to eat at this time." After that, Qingyu stood up and said, "Sister, take good care of yourself. I will

I’m going back to the palace now, and I’ll see you another day.”

"Thank you, sister! Sister, let's go slowly!" Nangong Meng knew that Linglong was here, but Qingyu found it boring, so he didn't want to stay with her.

After Qingyu left, Nangong Mengcai grabbed Linglong's hand again and said, "Sister, please don't be angry. Even if you don't like her anymore, there is no need to break up with her face to face, right? Sister also said that you and I have no place in this palace.

Why should we make enemies for ourselves when we rely on those we rely on?”

"The Queen doesn't like her, so we don't take the initiative to get close to her, but there's no need to offend her. After all, the emperor loves her very much. If we offend her, we won't have a good life when the emperor comes back. You say

Really, sister?"

In fact, Nangong Meng didn't hate Linglong in her heart, and knew that the prejudice between her and Qingyu could not be eliminated in a day or two. After all, one lost the qualification to be a mother because of the other, and the other was locked up in the cold palace for ten years, and then

Coupled with the Queen's mischief behind her back from time to time, this relationship is obviously irreparable. Caught in it, you need to be careful about everything. Fortunately, there are not many days like this.

"My sister is thoughtful, but there are some things that we can't offend just because we want to have both sides." Linglong sighed. She didn't understand that the queen didn't have any affection for her. Most of the time, she just used her as a weapon. However,

From a personal emotional point of view, it is impossible for her to choose to be close to Qingyu.

"Sister, like me, we have to tolerate many things in this deep palace. One more thing is worse than one less thing. If they want to fight, let them fight. We can just live quietly." Nangong Meng patted Linglong's hand, "Sister Why don't you have dinner with your sister at Qingmeng Pavilion today?"

"I can't stand the fact that my sister is eating light food now that she's pregnant." Linglong smiled, "You also know that I don't like anything spicy. Although a light fish soup like this is delicious, in my opinion,

Far less enjoyable than fish head with chopped pepper.”

"Haha, if that's the case, then I won't keep my sister." After Linglong left, Nangong Meng called Xiaolan to bring over the remaining fish soup, and ate happily alone.

"It turns out that the emperor was not exaggerating. The fish soup made by Qingyu is really delicious."

"If the empress likes it, the slave will also learn to make it. The ingredients are not complicated at all, just mullet, ginger, green onion and wolfberry. How the soup cooks depends mainly on the heat. When the time comes, the slave will ask the empress Qingyu and ask her

Learn two tricks." Xiao Lan, who was on the side, looked at Nangong Meng's rare appetite and drank the fish soup to bits and pieces, and she was very happy.

Taking a nap in the afternoon, Nangong Meng lay alone in the inner room with a satisfied smile on his face.

But about half an hour later, waves of abdominal pain kept coming. Nangong Meng woke up in pain and couldn't help curling up into a ball. "Xiaolan..." Nangong Meng's voice was hoarse, and she was almost speechless in pain.

Come on, she struggled to get up, but without thinking, she fell directly from the bed to the ground.

"My Majesty, my Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Xiaolan ran in after hearing the sound, and what she saw was Nangong Meng, who was pale and lying on the ground shivering, "My Majesty, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Xiaolan rushed up, hugging Nangong Meng, with a cry in her voice.

The maid standing outside also rushed in, "Quick, go get the imperial doctor!" Xiaolan shouted as she and one of the maids carried Nangong Meng to the bed.

Xiaolan held Nangong Meng tightly in her arms, grabbed her left hand, and looked at the pulse, and was shocked. She looked like she was going to have a miscarriage. Looking at Nangong Meng in her arms, her eyes were closed tightly.
Chapter completed!