"lady."

When the maid saw this, she wanted to bandage her wound, but she refused.

"Don't move, just peel the apple."

She had no time to waste; her time was running out.

Gran walked in. She knew that Xu was unreliable and liked to take on all the responsibilities. She came to see how far Xu's milk cake had progressed.

After all, she never remembered that Xu's mother grew up in that empress's hometown. All this was because Xu wanted that empress to agree with her so that she could make milk cakes and bring honor to Nangong Jing after the success.

"How far has the lady gone?"

When Xu saw that she had taken away her chopsticks, she asked her.

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Gran ignored her, just found a small knife and walked to the maid beside him. The maid didn't understand why Gran wanted to help Xu. After all, Xu usually treated Gran as her mortal enemy. Although Gran didn't care on the surface, she didn't believe that Gran would be indifferent. Could there really be such a broad-minded person?

"what are you up to?"

Gran didn't listen to her and just stood aside and watched her operations.

Gran stopped what he was doing and reached for another plate.

Not only did she not leave, she even came up with the idea of ​​wanting to help.

"If you have nothing to do, get out. Can't you see I'm making milk cakes for the queen?"

She saw Xu's busy hands pause and then turned to look at her.

She was too lazy to explain to Xu. After all, the current goal was to make the pastries well. Xu looked at her skillful movements and realized how many times better she was. She knew in her heart that Gran was helping her, so she stopped talking and just silently helped her.

“Apple crisp.”

Xu glanced at her smiling face and turned away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Gran had not left yet, she glanced at her again.

"You? You're so delicate, don't cut your hand."

After an unknown amount of time, Gran felt her hands were numb. She looked at Xu, and saw the woman taking out the steamed dough, putting it aside to cool, and then cutting the cooled dough into small pieces with a knife. Her movements were very serious and focused.

After all, Xu had never cooked before, and her techniques and skills were so unskilled. Gran was even a little curious about what the milk cake made by Xu would taste like, and whether the queen would frown when she ate it.

It was already evening when the pastries were finished and the dinner was about to begin. Xu covered the pastries with a lid and took them out of the kitchen.

Gran watched all the process. She saw the hot oil in the pot splashing onto Xu's clothes. How could she look like a concubine of Prince Duan's mansion? Xu was a little flustered, and even the color of the apple crisps was baked a little black. Gran couldn't stand it, so she came over to help. She snatched Xu's chopsticks, took out the apple crisps from the pot, and fried new apple crisps again.

Gran felt funny. She had peeled so many apples for her, but she just wanted to get rid of her.

She spoke to Gran. In her eyes, Gran was just an idler now. She could see that Gran's position in Nangong Jing's heart was higher than hers. Nangong Jing did not hate Gran, but he had been avoiding him.

"You're not leaving yet?"

On the side, many servants were carrying dinner towards the palace. They were all in good order. Looking at Xu, it seemed that she was cooking in a mess. Her clothes were stained with oil. In order to make good cakes, her hair became messy because of the Zhejiang merchants.

"Oh, thank you ma'am for your teachings."

She was unhappy inside. She didn't like Gran. If Gran hadn't appeared, she would have already sat firmly on the position of princess.

But she didn't want to attack Xu. She knew that Xu wanted to snatch the Nangong Mirror from her. She just came to see Xu's progress, but she didn't intend to sabotage it, because at the moment Xu was not a threat to her at all.

Gran thought about it, then remembered something else, took the apple and handed it to Xu.

"I heard her say you wanted an apple, so here you go."

She pushed open the door and looked at Xu who was busy in front of the pot.

Xu took the apple and put it aside. The milk cake had cooled down, and the crystal clear solid had turned pure white, looking delicious.

Perhaps Xu felt that what she had just said was a bit inappropriate, so she didn't say anything else. She just used a knife to cut the dough one by one, made new shapes, and brushed them with oil.

The apple was oxidized in the air, and its originally white and tender flesh had turned a little yellow.

"Don't talk."

The maid watched Gran peeling an apple skillfully and thought to herself that her hands were moving just as fast.

"I helped you? Now you want me to leave?"

The maid noticed the change in color of the apple and wanted to take the plate, but saw that Gran had already placed the plate on the apple.

"Don't peel it anymore. Remember to cover the apple with a plate."

"How about I help you peel the apples?"

"Then just stay here and don't disturb me while I'm making apple crisps."

The method of making apple crisp is very simple. She cuts the apples into pieces and adds them to the dough.

This shows that he has put a lot of effort into trying to attract Nangong Jing's attention.

Xu heard her voice, but did not turn around to talk to her. Time is money now, and she has always disliked Gran...

Xu was mocking Gran, saying that Gran was just a useless person like her. In fact, Xu knew in her heart that her cooking skills were not good, but she was unwilling to be the only one in Prince Duan's mansion who was idle all day long. Moreover, she did not believe that Gran, who had just arrived, could do anything for her.

"Since you didn't refuse, I'll take it as your consent."

Even so, Xu looked extremely beautiful, and her current expression was very excited, which made her look really cute.

Moreover, a person like this, who is willing to do so much for the one he loves, has already completely abandoned a part of his dignity.

"You send these pastries over first. Concubine Xu and I will be there soon."

Gran gave the cake in Xu's hand to the maid, and the maid nodded. She could still tell who was the smart one between Gran and Xu.

Gran pulled Xu into a room. Nangong Jing had already left, and there were only the two of them in the huge room.