Therefore, except for the period when Chu Qinghe was in a coma at the beginning, Mo Lingchen stayed by her bedside, while imperial physicians and guards stood guard outside the door.
He was not allowed to spend the night in the palace at other times.
In the afternoon, General Su entered the palace. After Jin Mudan told her the news that Chu Zhongyuan had left the capital, she left the palace with Mo Lingchen.
Jin Mudan was very willing to leave the palace with Mo Lingchen.
After all, Chu Zhongyuan had left the capital, and she had no news to inquire about while she remained in the palace.
She might as well go back to the princess's residence with Mo Lingchen and spend the last moments of her life there.
After all, she really doesn't have much time left!
She has not told Mo Lingchen about being resurrected in another's body, and she doesn't plan to tell him in the future.
Knowing that he wouldn't live much longer, why give him hope only to let him despair later?
It would be better to say nothing at all, so he wouldn't have to suffer again!
When the two returned to the princess's residence, the maids and servants knelt down to welcome her back.
Jin Mudan was in a good mood, and everyone received a reward.
Although she doesn't have much time left, she wants to spend every day happily from now on.
"Is Your Highness ready for a meal? This old servant instructs the kitchen to begin preparations."
Jin Mudan thought for a moment and said, "Today, this princess will cook herself."
"Have someone buy a pot of Shaoxing wine from Yipinju."
"Princess, you have just recovered from a serious illness and should not drink alcohol."
"I am in a good mood today, so I'll have a small drink."
"yes."
"Qiuyue, why are you staring at me like that?" Jin Mudan was uneasy, but her aura was strong.
After all, Qiuyue and Qiuxia were Chu Qinghe's personal maids who had grown up together since childhood, and they had spent even more time together than with Consort Jing.
She was afraid the two palace maids would see through her disguise.
Qiuyue immediately knelt down: "This servant deserves to die, please calm down, Your Highness."
"That's not what I want to hear."
"Speak, why are you looking at me like that?" she said arrogantly.
"This servant...this servant is just wondering when the princess learned to cook. You...you've never even been to the kitchen."
Jin Mudan said sternly, "Just because you've never been in the kitchen doesn't mean you can't cook?"
"I have recently read many books on cooking and would like to cook for my husband myself."
"Come over and help me in a bit."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Jin Mudan once learned several signature dishes from Su Yujiao.
In the past, whenever Mo Lingchen visited her courtyard, she would personally cook for him.
Then I'll heat up a pot of Shaoxing wine from Yipinju; he doesn't like other wines.
Mo Lingchen glanced at her and spoke in a cool tone, his refusal clear: "A princess is of noble birth, how can she cook herself? I cannot accept such an honor."
His tone was cold, and anyone with eyes could tell that he didn't appreciate it; in fact, it was somewhat sarcastic.
Seeing his attitude towards the princess, Qiuyue and Qiuxia, who were standing nearby, were inexplicably angry and felt sorry for the princess.
The princess, of the highest rank and noble status, personally cooked for him, yet he showed no gratitude.
They really don't know what's good for them!
When has the princess ever suffered such an injustice?
They had expected Chu Qinghe to fly into a rage, and all the servants in the princess's residence became trembling with fear.
After all, whenever the princess got angry, it was always the servants who suffered.
Therefore, they were very dissatisfied with Mo Lingchen's deliberate provocation of the princess, but dared not show it.
Unexpectedly, Chu Qinghe was not angry at all. Instead, she naturally stepped forward and took the man's arm, speaking in a soft and sweet voice: "You are my husband, how could I not accept this?"
"Isn't it normal for a wife to cook a meal for her husband?"
"I've been learning this recipe for a long time, so it should taste pretty good. My husband, please do me the honor!"
When Jin Mudan spoke, she raised her small face and looked at him with admiration. Her face was rosy and her eyes were curved, with a hint of flattery and coquetry.
Mo Lingchen was momentarily stunned by the woman's charming and lovely appearance!
It felt like the peony was flirting with him!
He mistook her for a peony again!
Has he changed his mind?
Realizing this, the man's expression changed, he pushed away his hand, and fled in a panic.
Qiuxia stamped her foot, indignant on her behalf: "The prince consort is so ungrateful! How could he treat the princess like this?"
"Even the princess is being so obsequious and flattering."
Jin Mudan didn't mind; in fact, she found his hasty retreat somewhat endearing.
"It's alright, there's plenty of time. I, the princess, will definitely win him over."
Before cooking, Jin Mudan found paper and pen and wrote down the cooking methods for several dishes.
Firstly, it was to dispel the servants' suspicions, and secondly, she hadn't done anything excessive in a long time and was somewhat rusty.
Write it down in advance and prepare the ingredients and seasonings according to the menu to avoid being flustered later.
This is the first meal she has cooked since her rebirth; it must succeed, failure is not an option.
As Qiuyue and Qiuxia watched the princess prepare the food according to the menu, their doubts were dispelled, and they clumsily helped with the preparations.
As the princess's head maids, they naturally had never cooked before.
"Oh dear, you guys are so clumsy, you can't even pick vegetables properly."
"Get out, get out, I, the princess, will do it myself."
Soon, it got dark, and the kitchen was filled with delicious aromas that permeated the entire yard, making everyone in the yard drool.
"I never expected the princess to actually know how to cook, and to cook so well."
"It smells so good, it makes my mouth water."
"The princess's cooking skills seem to be better than those of the cooks in the manor."
Soon, four dishes and a soup were prepared, along with a pot of warmed Shaoxing wine.
"My husband, it's time to wash your hands and eat."
Jin Mudan went to the study, and as she spoke, she picked up a damp towel and went over to help him wash his hands.
Her movements were very natural, as if she did this kind of thing often.
Mo Lingchen, on the other hand, instinctively dodged her hand and looked at her with a strange expression.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Lingchen's expression was very unnatural, and his tone was icy: "I'll wash it myself."
"Don't bother washing yourself. You'll end up getting all wet and I'll be the one cleaning up afterward."
After saying that, both of them were stunned.
Jin Mudan was a little embarrassed, forgetting her acting. She was now a noble princess, no longer a lowly concubine.
Mo Lingchen looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze. Why could she imitate their daily life so perfectly?
Jin Mudan placed the handkerchief in his hand: "Hurry up and wash it, or the food will get cold."
Mo Lingchen bent down to wash his hands. The wide sleeves of his robe were very inconvenient, and he would slip into the basin with the slightest movement.
Jin Mudan couldn't bear to watch any longer and stepped forward: "Let me do it. It's already autumn, and it's uncomfortable to have damp clothes."
Jin Mudan took a damp towel and gently wiped his hands, just as she had done before.
The two stood very close, and Mo Lingchen let her hold his hand, doing such an intimate thing.
He looked down at her; she seemed very different since she woke up.
Perhaps it was because she deliberately imitated peonies that she always managed to inadvertently attract his attention.
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