Chunqin knew she was in the wrong, so she stopped and bowed in the direction of Su Yaoyao: "Miss Su, I am ordered by my mistress to go to the kitchen to get some food. I will excuse you first."
Su Yaoyao frowned slightly after hearing her words, "Didn't you just bring food from the kitchen? Miss Jiang, are you still not full?"
Yicui, who was standing by, heard this and whispered in Su Yaoyao's ear, "Miss, maybe they don't have enough charcoal in Huashaoyuan, so you can only eat more to warm up." Her words were full of sarcasm.
After hearing this, Su Yaoyao covered her mouth in shock and said exaggeratedly, "So that's how it is."
Chunqin found it disgusting to see the master and servant singing the same tune, and she remembered Jiang Ziyi's instruction not to directly conflict with them.
She gritted her teeth and politely took her leave.
Su Yaoyao's face darkened slightly when he saw Chunqin walking away.
He snorted coldly: "Humph, how boring! Even after hearing what my master said, I still remain so calm."
Yi Cui agreed somewhat servilely, "That's right, if anyone says that about my young lady, I will definitely pounce on her and fight her to the death!"
The person sent by Nangong Muyun to monitor Chunqin and Su Yaoyao's conversation discovered that Chunqin was going to the kitchen.
He immediately thought that Jiang Ziyi might be sending food to the person in Hanmei Courtyard. After all, it was a well-known fact in the mansion that Jiang Ziyi had a small appetite, so how could she not be full?
So he rushed to the kitchen first, brought out a plate of steamed meat, then opened a porcelain bottle, poured some black liquid into it, and stirred it.
After making sure there was nothing wrong, he told the chef in the kitchen to hand this dish over to Chunqin from Huashaoyuan.
Then he quickly hid aside.
After a while, Chunqin came as expected.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw a plate of steamed meat on the table.
She said a little embarrassedly: "My lady didn't eat enough today, this steamed meat..."
Who knew that before he could finish his words, the chef waved his hand generously: "Take it away, we just have an extra dish."
Chunqin was a little surprised, "Is it really possible?" After all, in the past, when she wanted some good food, the chef in the kitchen was so arrogant. Sometimes when she wanted some good food, the chef would even make sarcastic remarks.
"Sure." He then waved his hand impatiently.
Chunqin quickly put the meat into the food box, fearing that the chef would go back on his word, so she thanked him and left.
At this time, Shaofeng, who was standing aside, walked out from behind the vegetable rack.
He took out a piece of silver and threw it to the cook, "Well done."
"Hehe, thank you very much, thank you very much." The cook held the silver reluctantly.
It’s not that he didn’t see Shaofeng putting something in just now, but he didn’t care what it was. Shaofeng was someone close to the Marquis, and sometimes Shaofeng’s opinion was the Marquis’ opinion.
Even if the steamed meat just now was poisoned, the person who ate it deserved it.
When Chunqin returned to Huashaoyuan with the lunch box, Jiang Ziyi opened it and took a look.
When she saw that there was steamed meat inside, her expression changed slightly.
She picked it up and took a look at it, probed it with a silver needle, and then smelled it carefully.
Chunqin was a little puzzled, "Miss, what are you doing? Is the meat spoiled?"
The reason why Jiang Ziyi acted like this was because Nangong Muyun framed her in her previous life. The poison was put into a plate of steamed meat.
So when she saw the steamed meat, she became a little wary.
Moreover, although the meat did not change color after being probed by the silver needle, it smelled clearly sour and bitter.
That's not what a plate of steamed meat should taste like.
Chunqin asked cautiously, "Miss, can we still give you this plate of meat?"
Jiang Ziyi smiled slightly when she heard her words.
"You're so smart. You even knew that I was going to give this dish away as a gift."
Chunqin raised her head with some pride, "After being by the young lady's side for so many years, I still have some good sense!"
But she saw Jiang Ziyi was very cautious just now, "Miss, is there something wrong with this plate of meat?"
"Did you meet any strange people on your way there just now?" Jiang Ziyi asked.
When this was mentioned, Chunqin said indignantly, "Miss, please don't mention it. I just ran into Miss Su and her maid Yicui not long after I left the yard."
"I didn't want to start an argument with them. I just said you asked me to go to the kitchen to get some food, but they actually laughed at us and said that our yard was too cold and we needed to eat more to keep warm."
After hearing these words, Jiang Ziyi's eyes turned cold.
I have the impression that there are many such sarcastic remarks.
The original owner had always been tolerant, which only made Su Yaoyao worse.
She said to Chunqin gently, "It's okay. You were right not to argue with them today. We'll go and settle the score with her in person some other day."
Hearing such inspiring words from the young lady who had always been patient, Chunqin wanted to applaud on the spot!
"Have you encountered any other strange things?" Jiang Ziyi asked.
Chunqin thought about it carefully and replied, "The chef's attitude today was quite strange. Normally when I go to the kitchen to get food, the chef always hides the good dishes. But today, he just put the plate of steamed meat on the table and urged me to take it away quickly..."
Having said this, Jiang Ziyi had an idea in her mind.
There is indeed something wrong with this plate of steamed meat.
Then the sour and bitter smell she just smelled should not be her illusion.
No wonder Nangong Shuyan's servants even wanted to smell the charcoal yesterday. They were probably afraid that the charcoal had been tampered with.
"Miss, are we going to give you the meat or not?" Chunqin asked.
"Of course we have to send it off, otherwise it would be a waste of other people's efforts. Let's go out now."
Jiang Ziyi picked up the lunch box and prepared to leave.
Chunqin followed behind, still wondering, painstaking efforts? Whose painstaking efforts?
Shaofeng saw Jiang Ziyi carrying a lunch box out of the house near Huashao Courtyard. When he saw her carrying the lunch box into Hanmei Courtyard, he smiled secretly and went back to report the news to Nangong Muyun.
As soon as Jiang Ziyi went out, she found that there were flashing figures around her. She laughed in her heart. The surveillance skills of these people were far worse than those of the secret guards in her previous palace.
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