"Yes." Butler Zhou quickly handed over Cao'er's body deed to Zi Su and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The young lady's feet hurt so much when she woke up early in the morning, and she had a bad temper. If she messed up an errand, she would have to be punished. Shuanghuan quickly said: "Princess, my dearest maid, this bastard is cunning and disobedient..."
"She is now a slave in the courtyard of this palace. Did Miss Shuanghuan stretch her hand a little too long?" Mingruo raised her chin slightly, her eyes looking down at everyone with pride.
"I don't dare." Shuanghuan lowered his head. Yesterday he thought the princess was kind, but why was it so difficult to talk to her today.
"In the future, don't sell slaves just because you made a big mistake. People will see that our Prince Yun's Palace is mean and ungrateful, and it will damage the reputation of the prince." It doesn't matter what kind of cousin or lady you are, you are corrupt.
You should wear this big hat of royal prestige first.
"Old slave, I've written it down." Butler Zhou gave Shuanghuan a sharp look.
Shuanghuan was so angry that he was so angry that selling a maid had already damaged the prince's reputation.
Housekeeper Zhou watched the princess leave and suddenly felt that it was good to have a mistress in the palace. After all, the prince and Master Bai did not care about the chores in the inner courtyard. The cousin relied on the concubine's love and did not treat the servants as human beings. Everyone was in danger.
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After struggling all morning, Mingruo felt a little sleepy. She leaned on the Arhat bed and supported her head with one hand.
Lifting his eyelids slightly, he saw Cao'er looking like he was hesitating to speak: "Just say what you want to say."
Cao'er knelt on the ground with a pop: "Princess, my servant really remembered it correctly. Sister Shuanghuan came to the kitchen last night and said that my cousin would prepare a bowl of mung bean porridge for breakfast. This morning, my servant sent breakfast, and she insisted.
, what I want is red bean porridge. The slave only told one sentence, and the cousin said that the slave has deceived the master and wants to sell the slave... If the slave tells a lie, there will be thunder from heaven. "
"Red beans or mung beans is just a reason. She didn't sell you because of the porridge." Mingruo sighed.
"Ah..." Cao'er was startled for a moment, thought about it, and seemed to have figured it out.
"You can work in Zhuyuan with peace of mind. Go back to the kitchen first. I'll let Butler Zhou make arrangements in a few days." Mingruo could also see that Butler Zhou didn't want to sell Cao'er.
"This slave is willing to stay with the Princess. I have been with my mother since I was a child. I know how to cook meals and snacks." Cao'er continued, "Just tell me what the Princess wants to eat, and I will definitely be able to make it."
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Mingruo had eaten enough of the stew sent from the kitchen, and was very interested in hearing that he could make whatever he wanted: "Well, you will stay in Zhuyuan from now on, and follow Zi Su's monthly routine.
Lithospermum."
"Thank you, Princess Royal, for the name." Zicao and Zisu looked at each other, both happy.
Zicao went to the kitchen to pass the lunch and talked to her mother at the same time, which saved her from worrying.
Mrs. Li was very happy to know that her daughter was not sold out. Unexpectedly, she became the maid beside the princess: "If it weren't for the princess, you would have been sold to that dirty place by your cousin. The princess is ours.
Great benefactor, I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on."
"I can save it." Zicao nodded.
Li personally packed the food in a food box, and then handed a bamboo basket covered with wet cloth to Zicao: "This fresh fruit bought from the south is said to be a specialty of Nanrong Kingdom. The prince doesn't like to eat fruit, I think.
The princess must have missed the food in her hometown, so I left some extra for the princess."
Zicao returned to the Bamboo Garden and opened the bamboo basket covered with wet cloth as if offering a treasure: "Princess, please look at what this is."
Zi Su set the rice and took a look at it: "I recognize these lychees. What kind of fruits are these two with thorns on..."
"Hey, there are actually pineapples here?" Thanks to the allusion of "Riding a Red Dust Concubine's Laughter", Mingruo knew that there were lychees in ancient times, but he didn't know that there were pineapples.
"It doesn't exist in Donghuan. My mother said it came from Nanrong Kingdom." Zicao couldn't figure out why this fruit was covered in thorns and looked nothing like a pear, so it was also a pear.
"Oh." Mingruo nodded. She was not the original owner and her feelings for Nan Rong were limited. "This pineapple is not fully mature yet, so it would be more delicious if used to make snacks."
While eating, Mingruo told Shi Cao how to make pineapple cakes and pineapple sweet and sour pork. This really opened the door to a new world for Shi Cao: it turns out that dim sum is not only steamed and fried, but also baked;
What I didn’t dare to think about is that the fruit can also be used for cooking.
When Mingruo woke up from a nap, she smelled the sweet aroma of baking. Lithospermum made pineapple cakes. Mingruo asked Zisu to place tables and chairs under the grape trellis, and planned to have afternoon tea first, and then go to the
His Royal Highness Prince Yun went to get an acupuncture on the golden thigh.
Mingruo picked up the pineapple cake and just took a bite when she saw a child with pink and jade sculptures standing at the door of the yard looking around. Mingruo couldn't resist "beautiful" things, so she waved to him: "Little
Dumplings, come over and have some snacks."
"Ah, it's the young prince." Zi Su was a little surprised. Lanyuan, where the young prince lives, is not very close to here.
This is too cute. Mingruo's eyes flashed with care: "Be good."
Mingruo wiped Xiaotuanzi's hands with a handkerchief, then handed him a piece of pineapple cake: "Eat it."
"Thank you...concubine." Xiaotuanzi came here smelling the fragrance.
"You're welcome." Mingruo pinched his rosy little face.
Xiaotuanzi's back stiffened and his ears turned slightly red. He had never gotten along with others like this. As far back as he can remember, his father and eldest brother were rarely at home. His mother was injured during childbirth and was always sick. She stayed with him.
The only one beside him was his grandma.
"You came alone?" Mingruo looked in the direction of the courtyard gate for a long time, but no one followed.
"Yeah." Xiao Tuanzi said very little, which was quite similar to Si Haochen.
"Zicao, go look outside. The person following you has disappeared. I'm afraid I'm going to die of panic."
"Yes, princess."
Sure enough, Zicao quickly brought a nanny back.
The grandma was wearing a purple double-breasted coat, a high bun, and two gold hairpins inlaid with jasper cloud patterns. Although the grandma was dressed decently, when she saw Ming Ruo, she still saluted respectfully: "Princess, my dearest princess, may you be blessed with peace and prosperity."
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"No courtesy." Mingruo nodded.
"Fortunately, the princess left the prince here to play. If the prince ran away and couldn't be found, I would be responsible for his death." Aunt Jin had a lingering fear on her face.
"Mom, please take the prince back, I have to go see the prince." Mingruo asked Zisu to get her medical bag.
"I want to go too." Xiaotuanzi said seriously.
"Okay." I am just a family doctor, and I have no position to care about the golden-legged child.
Xiaotuanzi saw Mingruo put a small cloth bag into his sleeve pocket and walked out of the yard: "Isn't my mother and concubine going to see...father?"
