After the new emperor went to Luomeixuan, the news that the newly named Concubine Jin was ill spread in the palace, causing a stir for a while.
Ruan Yuyi thought about it and recommended Xu Bin to him. In her impression, although Xu Bin was not talkative, she was a decent person.
Jiang Huaiyang didn't care about this matter, it was up to her.
Xu Bin came to see her once and handed over some matters. Although she was the assistant manager, most of the chores actually fell on Xu Bin's head, and she was responsible for resting peacefully.
However, I don't know if it was because of habit, but those palace servants were still used to reporting to her when something happened. After they spoke several times, they gradually turned to bother Xu Bin.
Except for the first few days when she was particularly uncomfortable, she became better and better after the illness. However, her mouth always tasted bland, and she couldn't eat anything heavy in salt or oil, so she had to put a piece of candied fruit in her mouth from time to time to add flavor.
She originally thought that Yan Baolin had been on good terms with her before and would come to visit after hearing the news, but Bai Zhiqi had already been here and there was no movement from her place.
Ruan Yuyi was afraid that something had happened to her, so she went to see her under the pretense of asking for preserves. Unexpectedly, she was invited out by saying, "I have never made preserves recently."
After that, she stopped thinking about it, knowing in her heart that Yan Baolin was deliberately trying to get away from her.
Bai Zhiqi, on the other hand, had brought ginseng and the like, calling her "sister" and "sister" with a sweet voice, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her words.
Ruan Yuyi couldn't tell, so she simply closed the door of Luo Mei Xuan, so as to prevent anyone from coming to inquire with their anxious thoughts. She didn't have to deal with it, and she was at ease.
She hid in her palace for a month. After she was fully recovered, she opened the door.
The master is so happy, the palace people in Luomeixuan are all beaming with joy, planning what they can do to bring good luck.
After thinking about it, Mu Xiang finally went to the imperial dining room to make some noodles and fruit bait to make up for the glutinous rice balls that were not eaten during the winter solstice.
Several little maids who were born in the northern country looked strange and said that even during the winter solstice, they didn't have the habit of eating glutinous rice balls, and that they should eat dumplings. One of the maids who had lived in the southern province jumped out to refute, and there was a lot of talk between the two sides.
Noisy.
So even though the house didn't start to get involved, it was already lively.
Usually at this time, Mu Ling would inevitably join in the fun, but today he was nowhere to be seen. Ruan Yuyi sent Qing Luo and Cen Li to the imperial kitchen to prepare things, and then said to Mu Xiang, "Go and call Mu Ling and come, don't be alone.
One is bored."
Muxiang left with a smile.
She looked at Mu Xiang's disappearing figure behind the door and frowned slightly. It's not like she hadn't asked Mu Ling if something had happened to her, but this girl was very tight-lipped at the moment and only said that she was not waiting for the empress.
Not very used to it.
She also sent people to keep an eye on it, but found nothing unusual, so she had to leave it alone for the time being.
A maid in a yellow coat pushed open the door and came in. She smiled and saluted and said, "I've met your empress."
Ruan Yuyi took a look at her and realized that she was much thinner. She nodded and asked Mu Ling to come closer, and the two chatted casually.
Mu Xiang and others set up tablecloths and chairs, and placed the various fruit baits, glutinous rice flour and dough that Cen Li and the others had brought back on the round tables. Large and small dishes filled half of the table.
The maids and eunuchs in her palace were all still young, and Master Kuang was kind-hearted, so they were already chattering and laughing.
A few people washed their hands and sat around, looking at each other indifferently. When they were far away, their heads came together to ponder and discuss each other.
Ruan Yuyi took a small ball of glutinous rice, rolled it into a ball with her hands, made a small hole in the center, scooped out the filling and put it in. After a while, there was a small snow ball in the palm of her hand.
Qing Luo's temperament was somewhat similar to Mu Ling's, and she was very adventurous. When she saw Ruan Yuyi making one, she boasted without even moving her eyes.
"Your Majesty is really skillful with her hands. She rubbed them with her hands and they turned out to be so round and cute. I wonder who will be lucky enough to eat them." This made it seem as if her hands were not glutinous rice balls but golden balls and jade beads.
Her bright eyes slightly curved, "I'll try to fool around with you." She pinched a little more dough.
Making glutinous rice balls is not difficult compared to others, and this sweet-tongued girl can actually find something to say to praise her.
Qing Luo stopped what she was doing and looked at her, "I'm telling the truth, I'm not that different from Yu Zhuzi."
"That's the case," Mu Xiang joked, "I'll ask you to keep this glutinous rice dumpling for you. When you eat it later, you'll feel your stomach pounding."
Qing Luo chuckled and didn't answer.
Mu Ling sat between her and Ruan Yuyi, imitating the behavior of others, but she acted in a decent manner. She lowered her eyes and smiled at the corners of her lips, but she seemed to be withdrawn from outside, surrounded by words and smiles, with her heart
Loneliness.
Mu Xiang noticed that she was dazed and nudged her with her elbow, "Why, don't take any time off."
She was suddenly brought back to her thoughts, and the voice in her ears became real. She squeezed the glutinous rice balls in her hands, smiled more realistically, and replied, "I don't dare."
After all, there was a crowd, so it didn’t take long for the fruit bait to be wrapped, and the remaining dough was rolled into finger-sized balls. It would also be delicious when cooked with brown sugar.
These glutinous rice balls were taken to the small kitchen to be cooked. Ruan Yuyi had nothing to do, so she followed them.
Those white dumplings were floating in the water, and soon the water began to bubble with white foam. After they all floated, Mu Xiang fished them out, divided them into five or six bowls, and distributed them to the palace ladies.
But Ruan Yuyi is not allowed to eat too much. Muxiang said, I heard that this stuff sticks to the intestines, and if you eat too much, you will feel pain in your stomach.
Because she only used four spoons to cover the spoon. "Is there any left in the pot?" she asked.
Mu Xiang thought for a moment and said, "There are about six bowls left."
"Send some to the various palaces." As for whether they want to eat or not, that's their business.
She put a gift in a gift and sent it to the new emperor. Seeing that she was thinking of the new emperor, he felt happy in his heart, and he was happy to go back and forth a few more times.
The snow outside is a little heavier, and it is flying all over the sky.
When Cen Li arrived at Yangxin Hall, Jiang Huaiyang was discussing political affairs with Mr. Li.
He sat upright on the chair with slumped shoulders and a calm look on his face, as if he was talking about something difficult. Cen Li was led into the palace, and when he saw this situation, his heart tightened, and he secretly thought something was wrong.
As far as he knew, His Majesty never liked to be disturbed at times like this, let alone something as trivial as delivering food.
The man guarding the door outside didn't even know to warn him, and he was tricked in vain.
When he was hanging his head and trembling with fear, he suddenly heard someone in front of him say, "Bring it up." Then a pair of forged boots stepped into his sight, his hand was empty, and the food box was taken away.
Only then did he take a breath.
"Did your mother-in-law do it yourself?"
He answered as usual, "Yes, even when it was cooked, the queen personally watched it." In fact, everyone in the house was cooking together, and they could clearly distinguish which one belonged to which.
I just put it in a nice way.
"My Majesty said, 'Your Majesty, please use it more slowly. The stuffing and the soup that just came out of the pot are very hot.'" He paused and added, "My Majesty asked me to ask you, if you can."
Also send a bowl to Chonghua Palace."
Jiang Huaiyang opened the food box and saw that none of the soup inside was spilled. The glutinous rice balls were round and round, and because they were made of white soup, they looked much lighter than those eaten in Beijing.
"Yes." If he didn't obey her, she wouldn't cry with him, for fear of standing in the heavy snow again and trampling on her body.
Sometimes he really wondered if she had sent people to bring this food because of the weather.