"Princess, drink some hot ginger tea to warm your stomach."

"Bring me another quilt to cover myself."

"Princess, this soup will be ready soon. When you had your period before, you would feel uncomfortable once you drank the ginger and lotus seed soup I made, and the pain would go away immediately!"

There was a small stove in the yard.

Yue'er squatted in front of the stove, holding a palm-leaf fan in her hand, fanning the fire from time to time. She opened the lid to take a look, and started fanning again. Big beads of sweat fell from her hot little face.

Qin Ye sat on the bed, bent his legs, hugged himself, rested his chin on his knees, looked at the busy back of the little girl, and felt a sore nose.

In this life, I can let down any man, but even if Yue'er dies, I must let her live a carefree life, have a happy family, and have children around her.

As I looked, my vision became blurred, and in a trance, certain scenes appeared in front of my eyes:

"Ye'er, come here. If you can escape, I will give you a complete wedding night."

"Ye'er, after we get out, we can live an ordinary life like an ordinary couple, okay?"

"Ye'er..."

"Master, you could have wiped out the bandits, so why did you deliberately jump off a cliff..."

Deliberately jumping off a cliff...

acting……

"Hey, what are you cooking? It smells so good~"

In the dim light, there seemed to be a woman's soft laughter lingering in his ears, which slowly brought Qin Ye's thoughts back to reality. He wiped the cold liquid off his face, hid his emotions, and looked up calmly.

Outside the courtyard, Xiao Zhihua arrived.

Baoyu supported her. She was wearing a white silk dress. She still looked lovely and sickly, which made people feel sorry for her.

Yue Er immediately stood up and saluted. Even though she didn't like Concubine Xiao, she had to follow the etiquette since they were of different social status:

"In reply to Concubine Xiao, I am making ginger and lotus seed soup for the princess."

"oh?"

Old ginger? Lotus seeds?

Is it ok to cook such a bitter thing into soup?

"Ginger can dispel cold, and lotus seeds can also dispel cold. Cooking them together has an excellent effect of warming the body." Yue'er lowered her head.

Xiao Zhihua smiled softly, "So it has this effect. I've never drunk it in my life. Baoyu, go and see how it's made and cook it for me when you get back."

"yes."

Baoyu bowed and stepped forward.

He reached out to lift the lid, but was burned and cried out in pain. As he dropped the lid, he accidentally tripped and kicked the entire stove over.

"oops!"

"My soup!" Yue'er ran forward anxiously.

Clang——

The stove fell over, the porcelain cup broke into pieces, and the black and gold soup spilled all over the floor, steaming hot.

Baoyu said hurriedly: "Yue'er, I didn't mean to do that. It was just that the porcelain cup was too hot, and you didn't use a cloth to wrap it for me..."

She pursed her lips in grievance.

If Yue'er had covered the lid with cloth, the soup would not have spilled.

Actually, it was Yue'er's fault that she spilled the soup.

Xiao Zhihua smiled softly, her voice was very pleasant and her temper was very gentle:

"Yue'er, I didn't spill the soup on purpose. Just make another bowl. You won't mind me, right?"

Xiao Zhihua always has this ability:

It was clearly her fault, but she was able to express her grievance with that sickly little face, innocent eyes, and soft voice, making it hard to blame her.

Yue'er was angry but dared not speak.

Not to mention that it was unintentional, even if she did it on purpose, how could Yue'er, a servant, dare to argue with Concubine Xiao?

Even though he was unhappy, he had to endure it and gritted his teeth and said:

"It was my negligence..."

At this time, a woman's cold voice came from inside the house:

"Since Concubine Xiao spilled my soup, just make me another one right now."