She took the medicine and the supplements, and apart from sitting in Yinyan Pavilion every day, she hardly went out. But even with this kind of care, she didn't see any improvement, and her condition remained neither better nor worse.
"I just changed the medicine and have only been taking it for two days. I don't know how effective it is." Ms. Zhang put down the cup. "I don't know what's wrong, but I just feel cold. Even if the charcoal in the room is burning brightly, I still feel cold."
Mrs. Wu looked at her expression and asked, "Is it enough? I have some silver frost charcoal here. Why don't you ask the maid to bring you two baskets?"
Ms. Zhang was somewhat moved when she heard this. She thought that after such a long period of keeping a low profile, it had finally had some effect.
"No need. Yuandong sent two baskets a few days ago, saying that the princess said that I should not use the coarse charcoal to treat my cough. It is not as strong as it used to be."
Wu nodded, "That's good. The princess is kind-hearted."
Ms. Zhang didn't respond. She watched Wu take out Song Nongyu's stationery bag and said with a smile, "The eldest lady loves it even more."
"That's right. Every day she goes to the eldest young master's place with the second young master to write, and every day she asks Jinzhi to make cakes for her."
When winter came, Meng Qi was afraid that the children would be bored, so she asked Song Bairan and Song Nongyu to go to Song Baimo's place together. The three of them wrote and drew together, and stayed there for half a day.
On the one hand, she wanted the siblings to be closer, and on the other hand, Meng Qi had too many people to settle accounts with recently, and she didn't want these children to cause trouble for her in the inner house.
"Speaking of pastries, have you seen what the dishes made by the princess look like when you came to pay your respects these days?" Ms. Zhang asked casually.
Wu smiled and said, "I've never seen the princess so nervous about something. You don't know, I heard that the princess is always watching over the small kitchen and giving personal instructions. I don't know what they're making, but the taste is so delicious."
"Have you tried it?"
Mrs. Wu nodded. "When we went there yesterday, the princess brought it out for us to taste. Oh, I don't know what ingredients were in it, how could it be so delicious, so fresh that it made my eyebrows drop."
"You didn't taste it?" Ms. Zhang looked interested.
"No, I can't tell. Yuandong brought a large bowl and filled each of us with a bowl. The ingredients inside were all chopped up, and I couldn't tell what they were. I think there should be mushrooms and scallops or something like that. Anyway, it's delicious. The soup is also thick. I heard from Suxin that it takes half a day to simmer on the stove."
Ms. Zhang tutted her tongue twice, "It's a pity I don't have that kind of luck."
"Not necessarily. Yesterday was our first taste test, and they said it didn't achieve the expected results. I'm afraid we'll need to continue working on it over the next few days. Maybe the princess will be so happy that she'll reward you."
"Ah? It's not formed yet?" Ms. Zhang asked in surprise.
"It's still early. From what Su Xin said, if I want to meet the princess's requirements, I'm afraid I'll have to do it ten or eight more times."
Ms. Zhang thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what's so mysterious about this recipe. I'm afraid it's all delicacies from land and sea."
Wu smiled and said, "Of course it's for sure. After all, it's for the Emperor to eat. How can the Princess be careless? Even the Prince personally asked about it yesterday and told the Princess to pay more attention to it."
Ms. Zhang said, "You should pay attention to it. The princesses of each family are trying their best to please the emperor."
Wu said, "The princess said that after the emperor's birthday, she would let us all taste this dish."
Ms. Zhang also showed a look of longing. "My impression is that you should pay more attention to it."
"What do you mean?" Wu was puzzled.
"If you could get such a wonderful recipe and prepare it for the young lady, it would be a valuable dowry when she gets married. Just think about it, the young lady wouldn't have to prepare anything else. Just serve this dish and say it's one the Emperor once ate, and it tastes so good. Wouldn't her in-laws look up to her? It's such a precious thing, it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to pass it on as a family heirloom."
Wu was stunned at first, then thought about it carefully. Yes, why didn't she think of it? "The princess and I will go later."
Ms. Zhang burst out laughing, "The concubine is truly a kind person. How could you possibly ask for something like this from the princess?"
"Oh? You mean the princess won't give it to me."
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