Zhuer's legs softened with fright, and she raised her head in panic and looked at Zhong Jingyan, shouting: "Your Majesty, my daughter has not done anything wrong, why is Your Majesty like this? Your Majesty..."

Sun Lu directly had her mouth blocked and dragged her away without any mercy.

This small commotion did not attract the attention of the backyard. To be exact, the people around Zhong Jingyan were very strict, and no one spread these little things out, so that Qing'er didn't even know that he had been thinking about Zhu for a long time.

Girl Zhuer, who had forgotten her pregnancy and left her behind, had been sent away by Zhong Jingyan silently.

Not long after, Sun Lu came back, and Zhong Jingyan asked without raising his head: "But have you asked clearly?"

"Yes!" Sun Lu paused and said: "This woman was sent to the prince by the people below. She arrived at the border a few days earlier than the princess. Because of her status, she was not able to enter the military camp. She chose to stay in a nearby city.

She settled down there. Later, when the war started, she followed the army all the way north. Only recently did she find Jin Hui and enter the palace."

Zhong Jingyan's face was very ugly, "I know, let someone deal with her cleanly, don't let the princess know."

"Yes, my subordinate will do it now."

A few years later, a famous prostitute named Jiao Nu appeared in Huaihe River. This woman's temperament was different from other famous prostitutes. Her delicate and pure appearance attracted the admiration of many men.

"Princess, the doctor in the palace said that you should walk more in the future, so that it will be easier for you to give birth." Rucui said worriedly when she saw Qing'er leaning on the soft couch again.

Qing'er complained in her heart, she also wants to go out for a walk, okay?

But once she goes out for a walk, it doesn't matter if she touches flowers and plants, but it will be troublesome if she scares people.

"I'll just walk around the house, you don't have to worry about me." Qing'er held the teacup and sipped tea leisurely, took two sips and put it on the table, "Let the cook make a spicy and sour soup."

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Rucui's eyes lit up, "I'll go right away, slave."

Seeing Rucui's brisk pace, Qing'er felt deep resentment in her heart. She worked hard enough to divert her slave's attention.

Rucui moved very quickly, and when she came to the small kitchen, she immediately asked the cook to make a hot and sour soup. There were two cooks in the kitchen, one of whom was brought from Shu, and the other was good at cooking Beijing dishes.

Previously, the princess ordered dishes from the capital, which made the status of the cook in Shu very awkward.

Now, as soon as Rucui came, he opened his mouth and ordered a piece of hot and sour soup. The cook from Shu immediately tried his best to sit down and let the master take a sip of the soup, which he would never forget for the rest of his life. Because he knew that the princess was there.

While waiting, the Dong cook was also quick and focused on making the soup with the stock and carefully prepared seasonings.

Ru Cui stood aside and watched. The cook did not get close to Ru Cuitao today. He concentrated on the soup in the pot and counted the time, fearing that there would be any problems.

Finally, the soup was ready, and he specially chose a set of white porcelain bowls without any pattern to hold it in. Then he carefully placed it on the table, and then said to Rucui with a smile: "Miss Rucui, the soup is ready.

, you can serve it to the princess to drink. Be careful not to burn it."

Ru Cui gave a rare smile and said, "I'm sorry."

The cook said hurriedly: "Miss Rucui, you are so polite. This is what a young person should do."
Chapter completed!