Fu Qianyu was a little surprised: "What is she doing here so late?"
"Miss Rou said that thanks to the Empress's help yesterday, she had nothing to thank you for, so she personally made some cakes and sent them over."
After thinking about it, Fu Xiyu ordered Baozhan to invite the person in.
By then, Aunt Lan had already taken the two children away. When Rou Mei came in, the wound on her face had healed a lot better than yesterday.
"Greetings to the Imperial Concubine."
"Your leg is still injured, no need to be polite, just sit down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The beautiful lady was helped to sit down and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I have no way to repay your kindness yesterday, so I personally made some cakes from my hometown and sent them to you to taste. I hope you will not dislike them."
Lingyun opened the food box that Luzhu handed to her. There were six snacks in total in it. They were all very delicate and it was obvious that they were made with care.
Peirong tried each one with a silver needle, and after making sure there was no problem, she cut half a piece with a knife and handed it to Fu Qianyu.
I took a sip and it was sweet but not greasy, and the taste was really good.
"My sister is really good at cooking. The pastries she made are in no way inferior to those made by the Shangshi Bureau."
The beautiful lady smiled brightly and said, "If Your Majesty likes it, I will make it and send it to you every day."
Lingyun continued, "A few days ago, the imperial physician came to check your pulse and said that your Majesty's spleen and stomach have been weak lately and she can't eat cakes. I'm afraid I'll be wasting your kindness."
The beauty's face trembled, and she said in a panic, "It's all my fault for not noticing your Majesty's discomfort sooner. Please forgive me, Majesty."
"Ignorance is not a crime. I am just ill. You don't have to take it to heart, sister."
The beautiful lady breathed a sigh of relief. "When I met Her Majesty before, I thought she was like a lotus on the top of a snowy mountain, noble, elegant, and unattainable. Now that I've spoken to Her Majesty, I realize how easygoing she is. I'm helpless in the palace. If Her Majesty doesn't mind my humble background, would you allow me to come to your palace and talk to you more often?"
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