Chapter 325 Palace Dishes

Li Rongsen was the first to rush into the room. He quickly hugged An Yan and took her pulse while asking, "An Yan, where do you feel uncomfortable? What medicine do you want to take?"

Yan Qingqiu also rushed in. He broke off a piece of the Ganoderma lucidum he had just picked and stuffed it into An Yan's mouth. Then he said, "An Yan, you have to explain this matter clearly."

An Yan felt that she could not hear or see anything, and her mind was blank. She finally gave up because she had done everything she should do and tried every possible way, but nothing worked.

She had no choice but to accept her fate, but she hated accepting it.

For the first time, she felt how insignificant she was and how she couldn't be taller than the sky.

Meidie quickly explained herself: "I don't know why she is like this. I didn't expect the poison in my body to be so strong that it would hurt her."

It was obviously a lie, but Yan Qingqiu didn't expose her. He only said to Li Rongsen, "Lay her down and let her rest for a while. I'll go get the medicine, and then get a basin of hot water and some clean clothes."

Li Rongsen agreed and carefully laid An Yan flat. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Yan Qingqiu say, "Bring some food over here."

"You go, I'll stay." Li Rongsen was worried about leaving An Yan.

Meidie quickly said, "I'll go, you all stay here to take care of her." After saying that, she was about to leave the house.

But Yan Qingqiu held her hand and said, "You are a guest, you stay." He was just afraid that she would run away, and he would not have time to look for her later.

Meidie also guessed his intention and said, "I won't leave."

"I'm fine." An Yan finally spoke. Her voice was indeed very steady, and there was nothing different in her voice. It was just that she looked a little hopeless.

Li Rongsen was still worried. He said, "It's really strange. Your pulse is stable, and you don't seem to be sick or poisonous, so why would it cause such great harm to your body?"

"I'll go back to the room and wash up." An Yan said as she was about to get up.

But Li Rongsen picked her up and said, "You are not allowed to walk. I will carry you. Anyway, I am also a slave in the West City. I am not embarrassed. This is also my job scope. No one will gossip."

An Yan did not refuse, and she didn't want to refuse. Perhaps the days she would be with him would not last long, and they were destined not to be together.

The hot water made my body feel much more comfortable, and my relaxed skin seemed to no longer feel how obvious the mark was.

An Yan leaned on the edge of the bathtub, gently stroking her collarbone. She really couldn't think of any better way. She wanted to keep Li Rongsen by her side, but she couldn't give him anything. Did she have to let him wait for the rest of his life?

This is not possible. She cannot be so selfish.

That spiritual fairy said that she and Li Rongsen were destined to be together and that she had once been his wife. It seemed that they had a deep connection. She couldn't help but feel a little jealous, but also felt it was ridiculous.

It seems that she has no fate with Li Rongsen in these past few lives. She has met him, brushed past him a few times, and made eye contact with him, but it is not certain that they have even had the fate to speak to each other.

It's a bit shallow, but I happened to meet him again in this life.

Someone outside the house shouted, "An Yan, are you okay?" It was Li Rongsen's voice. He had been waiting in the yard.

"I'm fine." An Yan answered him, and walked out of the bathtub, changed into clean clothes and came out, saying, "Come in, I'm fine now."

Yan Qingqiu was the first to jump in and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Are you all full?" An Yan asked.

"I didn't eat much." Yan Qingqiu said as he sat down at the table and motioned Li Rongsen to sit down as well.

Li Rongsen said, "This is freshly cooked food, it's hot. Please eat it. We'll eat some with you too, so you don't get bored."

"I know you definitely haven't eaten. Yan Qingqiu must have eaten a little." An Yan knew their temperaments very well, and her guess was correct. As she spoke, she picked up a chicken leg and gave it to Li Rongsen first, then to Yan Qingqiu, saying, "Where's Meidie? Has she eaten? If not, call her to eat too."

"We've arranged a room for her and sent her food." Yan Qingqiu said that he and Li Rongsen had just interrogated her, using all sorts of tricks, including persuasion, coercion and inducement.

Unexpectedly, the woman kept her mouth shut and refused to say anything, just saying she didn't know.

"Is the poison in her body so difficult to cure?" Yan Qingqiu asked.

"I'm fine. You've already checked my pulse. Don't hold on to this matter anymore." An Yan lowered her eyes and took a sip of soup.

Li Rongsen winked at Yan Qingqiu, signaling him to stop talking.

Yan Qingqiu had no choice but to shut up and start eating.

"After dinner, take a good look at those name tags. I think some of them are very good." An Yan said to Li Rongsen.

Li Rongsen, contrary to his usual behavior, did not resist at all. He just said, "We'll see tomorrow. Go to bed early."

"That's fine. There's still time. Maybe the person who comes later will be better." An Yan said calmly.

Lingxian came in, followed by several servants. She said, "I see you've been busy all night, and you should replenish your bodies. I specially cooked a few dishes myself. Come and have a try."

"Okay." An Yan agreed immediately and told the servants to remove some dishes and put out the ones made by Lingxian.

Lingxian made three things in total. The first was cherry meat yam, the second was bird's nest duck soup, and the last was fruit porridge.

An Yan thought her cooking skills were really good. These were dishes that were cooked by ancient emperors. She said, "You are really clever and skillful. These are royal dishes. You can see the effort put into them."

Li Rongsen first picked up a bite of food for An Yan and said, "Try it, don't burn your mouth."

Lingxian smiled and said, "These are exactly what the emperor can taste. They are perfect for Mr. Li."

An Yan remained calm. She seemed to have heard the hidden meaning in Lingxian's words. She thought that Li Rongsen must have been an emperor in one of his previous lives. If so, then she would be the queen.

Yan Qingqiu said, "What royal cuisine? It's just a bunch of shitty food. What era is this? Don't get caught up in those feudal ideas. It sounds so pedantic." He scooped himself a bowl of duck soup and said, "It's just so-so. It's far inferior to Anyan's cooking."

"I can't cook royal dishes." An Yan said casually.

But Yan Qingqiu responded cleverly: "You are not a cook, how can you cook?"

Lingxian's face turned pale and red after hearing these words, and she didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

Li Rongsen glanced at her and said, "Don't bother. It's a waste of time."

Lingxian remained unperturbed. She spoke kindly to Li Rongsen and said, "Mr. Li, I am only doing my duty with you."

"With me, you don't need to fulfill any duties, and you have no duties to fulfill." Li Rongsen rejected her very rudely.

This really pissed Lingxian off. She lowered her eyes to think for a while, then turned and left.

An Yan didn't say anything, just buried her head in her food and ate a few bites. She felt even more upset and said, "I suddenly want to watch the fireworks."

"That's easy. There are several boxes piled up in the warehouse. We'll put them there after dinner." Li Rongsen quickly agreed.

"There is a garden in Xicheng. Have you been there?" An Yan asked.

"Are you talking about the big garden in the east?" Li Rongsen asked. He had been there twice. The first time was when the old man asked him to redesign it, and the second time was when he went to inspect it.

Yan Qingqiu said, "I heard that it was specially rebuilt by Li Rongsen."

"Really? I didn't know that. I should go and take a look, so that your kindness won't be wasted." An Yan said with a smile, thinking that if he left in the future, it would be nice if he still left something for people to see.

(End of this chapter)