The kitchen utensils prepared by the palace servants are very exquisite, and there are not many snacks made. It is impossible for everyone to get a piece, but the queen, Prince Yun, Princess Yun, several princes, and princesses must have some.
The palace maid placed a plate of peach blossom cake on the high table in front of Mingruo: "Princess, please use peach blossom cake."
This peach blossom cake is actually only bite-sized. Mingruo picked up the white porcelain plate and used a small silver spoon to dig out a small piece and put it into his mouth. The taste is just like ordinary milk jelly, and the solidification of lotus root starch is not as good as the taste of agar-agar.
But the advantage is her outstanding appearance, which is much better than other ladies who make shortcakes and steamed rice cakes.
Putting on the appearance filter, she tasted the peach blossom cake and was praised by everyone. Mingruo also responded with a few words. There is no need to take such a small thing seriously and offend people. He turned his head to look at Si Haochen, only to see that the peach blossom cake in front of him was still intact.
A piece of it was not eaten.
"Don't you try it?" Mingruo was a little surprised. Based on the appearance of the peach blossom cake, most people wanted to try it.
"I only eat cakes made by my beloved concubine." Si Haochen's voice was not loud, but several people around him could hear it clearly. (Ranyi: His Royal Highness Prince Yun has a very strict family education, wow.)
Everyone was forced into their mouths with dog food again, feeling a little choked and panicked.
My own boy was so cute today. Mingruo was not like other women who bowed their heads shyly when hearing such words. Instead, with a smile on her face, she leaned into Si Haochen's ear and whispered: "I'll go back and give it to you."
My bamboo horse will make a more beautiful and delicious dessert."
"Okay." Si Haochen nodded slightly.
Ahhhh, everyone felt that they were full of dog food and couldn't even eat the luncheon.
The Eighth Princess glanced at Princess Lanyang who was still 'pinned' there writing poems, and snorted coldly: "Useless thing!"
Judging from her tangled look, she can't write any good poems. She was shouting so arrogantly just now. I thought she was so powerful. I guess Xiaojiu, this damn girl, will be sought after again for her poems and paintings in a while...
…The more I think about it, the more heartbroken I get!
The eighth princess got up and walked towards Mingruo.
Mingruo had been paying attention to the actions of the Eighth Princess, and her eyelids jumped when she saw her coming over - are all the people looking for trouble born from leeks? After cleaning up the troubles, another one comes again, it is true that life is endless and the devil is endless.
Mingruo was already ready to receive the move, but she didn't want the Eighth Princess to take a wrong turn. She staggered a few times and was about to fall. She happened to be supported by her personal maid Chunxiang: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm a little dizzy, I'm afraid I'm suffering from the heat." The Eighth Princess pretended to be weak, but she was so huge that leaning against Chunxiang was like a big mountain pressing down on a small tree, giving people the impression that she was unable to support herself on a single tree.
déjà vu.
Princess Mingyu felt uncomfortable. As the host queen, she quickly asked the maids around her to help Princess Mingyu and go to the back hall to rest. She also sent the eunuch running errands to ask for the imperial doctor.
The eighth princess did not do this for nothing. She refused to let the palace maid support her and ordered Mingruo to accompany her to the back hall to rest and see a doctor.
As the biological sister of the Eighth Princess, Mingruo, in a foreign country, naturally could not refuse the request made by the Imperial Sister. She had no choice but to step forward and hold the Eighth Princess's arm: "Sister Eighth, I will support you, don't fall."
Aunt Dong quickly followed her. Junior Three had been with Mingruo for a long time, and she had a keen sense of this kind of conspiracy - these women always want to harm their master!
Si Haochen made a signal secretly, and Ah Yi led four people to the back hall.
Entering the back hall, the anger that the Eighth Princess had been holding back these days burst out. She first used her backhand to draw Mingruo and slapped her to relieve the anger. Unexpectedly, as soon as she raised her hand, she suddenly felt that the world was spinning, her vision went dark and she almost fell to the ground.
"Sister Eight Emperors, be careful. You can't make such big moves when you are dizzy." Mingruo had never seen the Eighth Princess bullying the original owner in the original owner's memory, so he had been on guard against her for a long time. He was pretending to be sick, so I guarantee what she said.
Symptoms correspond to what symptoms should be present on the body. If there is even the slightest mismatch, it means that one is not good at studying and has ruined his reputation.
The eighth princess really couldn't muster any strength at this time, and she was even more confused in her heart - why did she suddenly feel dizzy? Could it be that she was suffering from the heat?
The eighth princess had no strength to leave on her own. Mingruo and Chunxiang alone couldn't really move her. Aunt Dong called two powerful eunuchs to come in and carried the eighth princess to the bed. Chunxiang took off her shoes for her, and Ming
Ruoye carefully covered her with a quilt.
Then he pulled an armchair over and sat in front of the bed: "Is Sister Eight Emperors feeling better?"
"..." The Eighth Princess closed her eyes and said nothing. It's okay. Lying here now is like lying on a boat, feeling like it's shaking in all directions.
"Chunxiang, please open the window and let some air in, it should be better." Mingruo ordered.
Chunxiang knew that the princess was not really sick, and did not dare to listen to the words of the ninth princess. She looked at the master and waited for instructions. However, she did not expect that the eighth princess was really uncomfortable now and had no time to pay attention to her. Chunxiang had to go to the window and open the window.
Stand up some.
Soon the imperial doctor came to see her, and Chunxiang put down the bed curtain. Mingruo did not retreat behind the screen, but only moved the chair to the foot of the bed to make room for the imperial doctor's consultation.
The imperial physician half-knelt in front of the bed, opened the medicine box and took out the pulse pillow. Chunxiang took the eighth princess's wrist out of the bed tent and covered it with a layer of silk handkerchief. The imperial physician lowered his eyes to check the pulse - judging from the pulse, the eighth princess's blood and vitality were
Smooth, no symptoms of heat blockage.
"Your Highness, apart from dizziness, do you have any other symptoms?" The imperial doctor was a young man and did not understand the 'difficult and complicated diseases' of the palace master, so he felt that this was very disturbing.
The Eighth Princess was almost furious. She was fine before, but now she is dizzy. Isn't it enough? What else should she do? But then I thought, if I had said it more seriously, I could have kept that damn girl Xiaojiu longer.
, wait until she calms down, and then deal with her properly - a sinister plan gradually takes shape.
The eighth princess recalled the symptoms of the heat wave before and said feebly: "I am not only dizzy, my ears are ringing, my hands and feet are very cold... Do you have a fever... ah... ah..."
The eighth princess was so frightened that she was stunned. She was horrified to find that every time she mentioned a symptom, her body immediately had the same symptom. Was she possessed by an evil spirit?
The young imperial doctor was also frightened. He didn't know the other symptoms, but his fingers kept resting on the eighth princess's wrist veins. As soon as she said that her hands and feet were very cold, the young imperial doctor felt that the eighth princess's hands were indeed a little colder...
This, this, this... what kind of strange disease is this!
Mingruo sat in an armchair leisurely and asked the servant in the apse to serve a pot of tea and two plates of snacks.
"Your Highness, can you please take a look at your face?" There is nothing abnormal about her pulse. Princess Mingyu is either pretending to be ill or suffering from a strange disease. We need to look at her face to judge.
