Your Majesty, the Princess is here to help you with infertility again.

Chapter 55

"Reporting to the princess," Li Guan clasped his fists and lowered his head, but there was an unnoticeable smile on his lips, "The cashier said he would be here in a minute, and the kitchen steward said he had caught the cold and was afraid that the illness would affect the princess."

"Greetings, Princess!"

At this moment, a call came from the door again.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Manager Zhang from the accounting office and his servants walking over slowly and holding some trays, and cupped their hands in front of Nan Suhe.

"I'm sorting out the princess's monthly schedule for this month, so I'm late. Please forgive me, princess."

"I'm busy taking care of things." Nan Suhe turned to look at Qiaorui and motioned for her to take it, "It took you so long to sort it out?"

"Who says it isn't?" Manager Zhang sighed, "After all, it hasn't happened in four years, and we still have to re-establish the ledger."

Nan Suhe raised his eyes to look at the tray, his eyes darkened.

The monthly chart placed on the tray, which month belongs to the princess?
  This is obviously for my concubine!
  Others couldn't help but look at the tray. After seeing it clearly, the stewards who came covered their mouths, laughed and whispered.

"You slaves!" Qiaorui put the silk cover back on and threw the tray back into Manager Zhang's hands without taking it. "You didn't even look at whose monthly report you were giving me!"

Nan Suhe lowered his eyes and showed a clear smile under the veil.

It seems that Lanyuan's side really can't sit still.

"Princess, you are aware of this!" Manager Zhang was not annoyed and took the tray smoothly, "The little ones really don't know how to distribute it."

"You also know that on the night of the wedding, the prince drove him to the cold courtyard, and then for the next four years, you didn't get a share."

"Now that you have come out, the prince has never formally announced his identity, and has never stayed in Shanglin Garden. The young ones can only be paid according to the standards of the previous hostess in the house!"

Nan Suhe gave Qiaorui a look directly.

After Qiaorui understood this, she rushed forward and grabbed Manager Zhang by the collar!

"What a coward!" Qiaorui shouted loudly, "What kind of mistress is Lanyuan? She is just a concubine, at best an aunt, and she is worthy of being compared with our princess?!"

"Don't be offended, Manager Zhang. This girl has always been spoiled by me and can't hold back her words." Nan Suhe rested her elbows on the stone table, fisted her hands, leaned forward, and looked down at the people in front of her. people.

"The princess is joking, you guys won't argue with a cheap maid."

Manager Zhang raised his hand and pretended to bow.

"After all, it's normal to come from a small place and have been locked up in the cold hospital for four years. I haven't seen much of the world and have no upbringing and etiquette! It's not like Lanyuan where all the ladies and maids are here. Countertop.”

It's a good one to support and step on.

It seemed that Qiaorui didn't understand etiquette, had a bad temper, and bumped into him.

In fact, it was referring to Sang scolding Huai, saying that Jiang Bi was a lady in the family, so the maids were also outstanding, and belittled them for coming to Linyuan and just coming out of Lengyuan. They had no knowledge, no sense of propriety, and could not teach good maids!

This is another way of saying that she, Nan Suhe, is incompetent!

Nan Suhe's eyes changed.

It seemed that this lecture revealed more clues than she expected.

However, Nan Suhe also instantly grasped an important point.

Jiang Bi...is actually a lady of everyone? She is just a lady, why did she become a concubine? Not even a concubine?
  Not only that, for so long, Nan Suhe also discovered that Jiang Bi was not called "Madam" or "aunt" by the royal family, but was still called "Miss Jiang".

Even Luping had been called "Miss" before.

Is there something fishy about this?

Nan Suhe worked hard to search for memories and found that Jiang Bi did not exist in the memory of the original owner at all.

"Lunch is here—"

A shout rang out, interrupting Nan Suhe's thoughts.

Following the sound, someone from the kitchen slowly appeared here carrying a lunch box.

When Nan Suhe saw this boy carrying a lunch box, he didn't look surprised at all when he saw so many people, and he didn't show any belated panic. Instead, he walked slowly and calmly.

What a great confidence and prestige!

Nan Suhe couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

It seems that it's not just the accountant's family that's here to show off.

As expected, the boy walked up to Nan Suhe and bowed very casually: "Princess, the lunch from Shanglin Garden is here, please use it slowly!"

The boy opened the food box directly in front of everyone.

There are three layers in the food box, but there are only four dishes and one soup.

Among these four dishes, all are vegetarian. The rice looks raw at first glance, and the so-called soup is almost the same as water, with only a few floating vegetable leaves visible.

As soon as the dishes were revealed, the stewards who were watching the show covered their mouths again and winked at each other and laughed.

Nan Suhe raised his eyes and said, "Manager Li, as the steward, do you need to teach them the rules first? For example, what should I do if they are late?"

Butler Li directly pulled Manager Zhang and the boy and forced them to kneel down: "Why don't you kneel down before the princess!"

Although Manager Zhang and the servant were not convinced, they still followed the instructions because even Manager Li knelt down.

"Very good, Manager Li still knows how to serve." Nan Suhe said, "But it seems that not only the accounting room, but also the kitchen can't tell the difference between a concubine and a princess. Qiaorui, what do you think? How about processing it?”

"According to the family rules of the royal family, you will be slapped fifty times, fined for half a year, and then copied the family rules a hundred times." Qiaorui answered with her head held high.

"Princess, forgive me!" Upon hearing such punishment, the three of them knelt down and kowtowed.

"How is your stewardess Fenghan doing?" Nan Suhe asked the waiter in the kitchen, "Maybe you will come to listen to the lecture later?"

"Replying to the princess, our steward is suffering from a severe cold and is very weak. She may not be able to move for the next month. Please forgive me, princess!" the boy kowtowed.

"Wind and cold, indeed, it is contagious. This is a taboo for the kitchen!" Nan Suhe said with a smile, "The food in the kitchen circulates throughout the palace, and the steward cannot infect others. …”

"The steward is so understanding of righteousness and knows that she cannot let the princess get over her illness. Naturally, she cannot let the prince get over his illness."

Nan Suhe pretended to be thinking and continued: "Well, why not let someone else be the kitchen manager? There are so many people in the kitchen, there must be someone who can do it, right?"

(End of this chapter)