Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 340 Two Spoons
"He prescribed a seven-day medicine?" Gu Qinglan asked Aman, frowning slightly.

Aman took a freshly picked light yellow camellia from the side, pinned it on the back of his head thinly, and dropped three off-white pearl tassels on the lower end.

"This is what the servant heard."

She didn't have much hope for Lou Yan, but if he could wait seven days to check his pulse, it meant that Xiao Rou's body could be cured.

Since Xiao Rou can be cured in such a serious illness, what about Yan Yue's body.

"Yan Yue's pulse is in charge of Imperial Physician Ji?" Gu Qinglan stretched out his hand and brushed the tassels that fell on his shoulders to the back of his shoulders.

"That's right, Zhao Dezhong said that His Royal Highness arranged a house for Yan Yue near the palace gate, and Imperial Physician Ji would go there every two days to check his pulse."

Gu Qinglan moved her fingertips, "Zhao Dezhong told you?"

No matter how Zhao Dezhong said, he was also on the side of the prince, so how could he talk to Aman about such a thing.

When he came out like this, she was a little confused.

If you don't care, why put her at the gate of the palace and watch her under your nose.

If he cared, such a behavior would be even more strange. If a seriously injured person does not recuperate in Xishan, he will have to suffer and come back in a carriage.

Wouldn't tossing back and forth make this injury worse.

"It was Zhao Dezhong who said it to the servant, and the servant was still wondering why he said this suddenly." Aman pursed his lips and smiled, "Now the servant understands, it is Zhao Dezhong who told the servant, it is clearly His Royal Highness through the mouth of Zhao Dezhong Speaking to the servants, I just want the servants to pass it on to the Crown Princess."

"His Royal Highness is afraid that the Crown Princess will misunderstand."

Gu Qinglan was stunned, staring blankly into the distance, "Aman, what do you think His Royal Highness treats me?"

"The princess is actually clear in her heart, isn't she?"

"Yes, I know everything about it." The woman sighed softly, then tidied up her bun and walked out.

……

Jing Mo has been so busy since he returned to the palace that he even managed to squeeze out the time to drink tea.

Zhao Dezhong also ordered someone to bring the lunch, and he ate two hastily.

In the dining room, several imperial chefs looked at the scene in front of them in panic.

After a long time, one of the bald-headed imperial chefs stepped forward amidst the pushing and shoving of several people, his body was trembling constantly, "Princess, Crown Princess, just tell me what you want, why do you have to do it yourself."

The woman's long sleeves are tied up with a hanging neck, and the pearls hanging behind her bun sway gently as she walks.

Jingjing blinked her eyebrows, turned around, and asked, "How many spoonfuls of salt should I put?"

Chef's voice was trembling, "Two or two spoonfuls are enough."

He has been an imperial cook for so many years, and it was the first time he saw his master come to the dining room to cook for himself.

Even those concubines, in order to please the emperor, just watched the fire from the side, or poured the soup that had been prepared into a small cup.

More attentively, it is to make some simple pastries.

I've never seen someone in brocade clothes come directly to the dining room to ask for cooking.

If he hadn't pinched his arm fiercely just now and grinned his teeth in pain, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him was real.

Two spoons of salt?
Gu Qinglan looked at the salt jar, then poured it into the cooking spoon with a splash.

Because their backs were facing everyone, the imperial chefs did not see her movements.

After a while, she turned around, with a blank expression on her face, and asked, "Are two spoonfuls of salt a little too much, I think it's all coagulated inside and can't be melted."

(End of this chapter)