Princess Yangping slammed the table and growled:
"Eat, eat, eat! All you need to know is to eat!"
Beside, the little maid's voice came weakly,
"Madam, the young lady can't speak, but her mouth can do more than just eat..."
"Shut up!"
Princess Yangping was furious. She lifted her tea bowl and gulped down another cup of cold tea, which relieved her depressed mood a little.
She stood up and walked towards the small kitchen again.
Hawthorn cake...
Isn’t it just hawthorn cake?
Princess Yangping boiled the fresh hawthorns prepared by the chef into jam, and finally made it into pastries. The pastries were crystal clear and looked delicious and refreshing.
Princess Yangping was also quite satisfied, and thought to herself that she would make an extra plate and send one to her brother Quan.
The one given to Shangguan Qingyue was sprinkled with medicinal powder, and the powder seeped into the paste, making it look no different from ordinary ones.
Princess Yangping was worried that she had taken the wrong one, so she specially made the number of hawthorn cakes on the two plates different, nine for the little mute and ten for Brother Quan. Before leaving, she personally took the one for Brother Quan.
As a result, as soon as I reached the door of the small kitchen, I felt a stomach cramp. The feeling was overwhelming, like a storm, and it was unbearable.
"Puff, puff, puff"
Princess Yangping let out several loud farts. Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer, so she put the plate next to the stove, covered her stomach, and ran to the toilet.
As a result, as soon as he arrived at the toilet, the thunder-like pain disappeared instantly.
Princess Yangping was so angry that she was upset and her face became more and more ugly.
She did not forget her business, and when her stomachache subsided, she hurried back to the small kitchen.
As soon as I entered, the hawthorn cake placed next to the stove was gone.
Princess Yangping suddenly let out a sharp explosion.
"Where's the hawthorn cake?"
"Madam, Biju saw that you were not here, so she went to the young master with some hawthorn cakes."
Upon hearing this, Princess Yangping immediately went to find another plate and counted the number of cakes on the plate. There were exactly nine. This meant that Bi Ju was right to take it away, and the plate of cakes that the little mute had drugged was still there.
Princess Yangping breathed a sigh of relief, but just as she was about to let go, she heard the little maid say, "Madam, a wild cat just came and snatched a piece of the hawthorn cake from the plate..."
"What?"
"The wild cat took away a piece of hawthorn cake..."
Princess Yangping was stunned for a long moment, then she screamed, "Call Biju back to me! Get the hawthorn cake back to me!!"
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