This can be regarded as a compromise method, and it is also a clever way for the slave to protect his master.
Jasper Mandarin Porridge has a natural fragrance, and the rice grains are boiled until they bloom, which is warm and moist.
Yinzhen watched Ji Ling bury her head in the bowl, gurgling, and quickly drank less than half of the bowl.
…
He raised his hand to stop the rim of her bowl - after all, the fruit was cold and eating too much would be useless.
Then he realized that Ji Ling was holding the bowl tightly with both hands.
Yinzhen:……
This bowl of jade mandarin porridge was like an appetizer. Ji Ling put down the bowl without finishing it.
The baby in her belly has been extremely well-behaved since the night when she told the slaves the rules and did not do anything to the mother.
As soon as her body felt comfortable and her mouth was filled with sour and sweet taste, she felt that her appetite seemed to be awakened...
Fortunately, the dining room is served by Xiao Dazi - he knows his master's appetite well - just a bowl of fruit porridge at night?
It's still so clear that you can see people's shadows.
How can it be!
Dinner is still being prepared on several stoves.
Sure enough, not long after a large cup of jade orange porridge was served, a new maid in the main hall came over to deliver a message.
After all, the girl was a newcomer, and when she saw Eunuch Da, she became three points shorter. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum, and she just timidly conveyed that in the main hall, the concubine said that she wanted hot rice and stir-fried vegetables.
Xiao Dazi didn't move his eyebrows or raise his eyes, and there was no look of surprise on his face. He turned around confidently and lifted the lid of the yellow wooden pot. The two young eunuchs who were helping him had already walked over and rolled up their sleeves.
One person brings the tray, and the other person is ready to help serve the food.
As a result, he was stopped by Xiao Dazi - it was not because the emperor was here today that he wanted to show off in front of the emperor.
It's because the master is pregnant now, so everything has to be done carefully.
Ji Ling was waiting in the main hall, and soon saw Xiao Dazi bringing four kinds of northern and southern side dishes, all with sour taste.
Hot stir-fry dishes include duck with green onions and peppers, duck soup with bird's nest and lotus seeds, duck kidneys soaked in vinegar, and large meatballs braised with mushrooms.
There is also a cage of duck stuffed buns.
There are three types of fruit clocks, including stove food, Aoerbuha, etc.
Aoerbuha is a unique food of the Manchu people. If translated into Chinese, it is milk cake.
According to Ji Ling's understanding, aren't they just milk biscuits?
Each piece of small milk cake is round and golden in appearance, surrounded by a circle of lace prints, and softly puffed up in the middle. Before you even hold it in front of you, you can already smell the sweet fragrance of milk.
This snack was not made by Xiao Dazi - he may not be able to really make traditional Manchu snacks like this well.
Because of the emperor's golden words, he made a decree - there is a dining room in Qingyan, Jiuzhou, specifically to provide meals for the concubines.
This Aoerbu dish was sent by Jiuzhou Qingyan to be prepared by Natural Picture Kitchen.
Yinzhen pushed the copper-tied cloisonné enamel dish in front of Ji Ling and said with a smile: "Lingling, try this. When I was discussing politics with the ministers in the Qinzheng Qinxian Hall today, Kyushu Qingyan sent it.
I thought you would like this snack at that time."
Ji Ling: So this is Fourth Master’s love milk cake...
She lowered her head to pick up a piece with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth without thinking. The small milk cake was silky and smooth and melted in her mouth.
Ji Ling nodded immediately: "Fragrant!"
Yinzhen smiled and reached out to touch Ji Ling's head. His palm slid down and touched a raised bone on her cervical spine, and he couldn't help but reach out and squeeze it.
Seeing that she was eating in a hurry, he patted her back and said warmly: "I asked the imperial doctor about this pastry. It doesn't matter. If you like it, you can eat more."
Ji Ling's cheeks were bulging as she chewed. After listening to Yinzhen's words, she nodded and started shaking her feet happily under the table.
That night, Yinzhen stayed in the natural scenery as usual.
Qixi and Bixue were originally worried about their master - they were afraid that the master would be unable to sleep with him if he got pregnant. Many concubines felt that an opportunity was coming, and they tried their best to spot the opportunity and wanted to take advantage of it.
Once the emperor turns over someone else's green card, there is no guarantee that his master's favor will be taken away.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in the harem.
When the two maids saw that the emperor was still finishing the meal with his master as before, they naturally ordered someone to bring the book and read it in the back room.
It means to stay overnight.
Only then did they feel relieved happily.
The back room was warm and cozy, and Yinzhen sat under the lamp, turning over the folds one by one.
Qixi and Bixue walked out of the back room side by side, and went out to direct the new maids to prepare hot water for bathing.
Aunt Chen was not used to being with them - when Qixi and Bixue were commanding the maids below, it was awkward for her to stand on the sidelines and not interfere.
So she came in to prepare Ji Ling for a bath. After all, she was pregnant. Although she was not pregnant yet, she had to be careful when moving.
Grandma Chen asked at the door and heard Ji Jiling cutting paper flowers with a pair of shiny silver scissors.
There was nothing she could do, Ji Ling really had nothing to do - even though Yinzhen had a gentle temper towards her, he basically never had a bad look on his face.
But she didn't want to be so ignorant, so she just stayed beside him while he was concentrating on criticizing the paper.
Isn't that annoying?
There was no Wi-Fi in this day and age, so the evening entertainment was pretty sparse.
She can only develop activities for her own entertainment
It just so happened that Bixue had been cutting window grilles outside in the past few days. She cut out various shapes, including those with begonia flowers, those with the word "Fu", those with the moon, and those with little rabbits. The little rabbit seemed to be holding something in his hand.
The pastries are so vivid and not too cute.
The paper-cutting uses stock from previous years. Since the Chinese New Year is still some time away, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has not yet allocated the window screens and window paper to each palace to use this year.
Ji Ling thought it was quite funny. Just now, when Qixi and Bixue went to fetch bath water, she took the pot of needlework window paper from Qixi's desk in the outer room.
The window paper is a light crabapple pink. In fact, the little rabbit has almost been cut, and only a fluffy, round tail is left.
Ji Ling lowered his head and looked at Qilin lying on his feet. Suddenly he got some inspiration and modified the window paper, turning the little rabbit into a puppy.
But it just doesn't look the same.
So just now, when she was smiling to herself, she heard Grandma Chen asking at the door if she wanted to come in and relax her head?
Songtou helps pregnant women relax and sleep soundly after a while.
Ji Ling agreed easily.
As a result, as soon as Grandma Chen came in and saw the small silver scissors in her hand, her expression suddenly changed.
She stepped forward, knelt down, and said with a serious face: "Ms. Chen concubine, please forgive me for speaking frankly - you are not allowed to touch these scissors, needlework, etc.!"
The tone of her words was a little too harsh, and Ji Ling was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses.
Yinzhen was behind the desk not far away. Even though he was reviewing the papers, Grandma Chen's words fell into his ears word for word.
He raised his head and looked towards Ji Ling.
Grandma Chen said with a heartbroken look on her face: "Please forgive me, concubine! It's not that I want to spoil your concubine's interest, but these scissors, needles and threads are all sharp things, and the dragon heir in your belly can easily be cut."
I’m so shocked, for the sake of the peace of my fetus, it’s better for you not to touch these things!”