Chapter 3 Yao Jinling 3
As expected, Concubine Zheng was hiding nearby. As soon as Jin Ling walked away, she ran out and pulled her son back to her own bedroom.
"Prince Guang, you must follow what that maid said from now on. You must never mention this dream to anyone again. Do you understand?"
Concubine Zheng clutched her son's shoulders, her eyes full of fear and terror.
"Son, I know, but why? It's just a dream, why are Jin Ling and mother so serious?"
The woman's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't want to be so cautious, but...
"How can a secret be hidden in this palace? Not only did you dream of a golden dragon, you even rode it in the sky! If the Queen Mother knew, she would never let you go."
Concubine Zheng had suffered countless humiliations in the palace. If it weren't for her son, she would have died long ago. Today, when she was passing by the garden and heard her son say he had dreamed of a dragon, Concubine Zheng was so frightened that she immediately rushed over to take her son away.
Fortunately, the palace maid named Jin Ling came out and interrupted them in time. Before leaving, she gave her son some special instructions and promised not to tell anyone else.
She had learned about Qionghua from her son a long time ago. Now seeing that both girls were so grateful, especially Jinling who was so smart at such a young age and understood the seriousness of the matter, she felt relieved.
Prince Guang was also a young genius. After hearing what his mother said, he naturally realized the seriousness of the matter. He nodded and promised that he would never let a fourth person know about it.
On the other side, Jin Ling returned to the dormitory of the Shanggong Bureau. As expected, Sanhao was quietly practicing the craft of making hairpins in the room.
She took a quick look and didn't want to disturb him, so she simply ran to Eunuch Bu to maintain her relationship with him.
"Uncle Bu, look what I brought you?" Jin Ling came running over, holding a bamboo basket in her hand, and flew in front of Bu Jixiang like a colorful butterfly.
"You, you, you, I've been in the palace for so many years, and I've never seen such strange girls like you and Sanhao. She's like a little bodhisattva at such a young age, and you're so impetuous, you don't look like a palace maid."
"What does that look like?"
"He's like Nezha, making me so upset all the time." He said so, but looking at his smiling face, you can tell that he is saying one thing and thinking another.
"Ha, I heard you coughing a few days ago, so I made you some phoenix marrow soup, and you still despise me." The girl curled her lips, but still swiftly brought out the soup bowl, poured a full cup of the still hot phoenix marrow soup and handed it to him.
Uncle Bu hurriedly brought it over and drank it all in one gulp. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he actually felt his coughing was better. Seeing the little girl still looking at him eagerly, he hurriedly smiled and coaxed her:
"This soup tastes really good. It's like a cure for all my illnesses. Our Jin Ling is such a good cook and has such a kind heart. She always thinks of me when she has something good."
"Ha, you just know how to tease me!" Jin Ling put her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry, but she couldn't help laughing.
The two chatted and laughed, just like a pair of real father and daughter. These days, Sanhao was immersed in the sadness of his mother's death. Every day he was either missing his mother or making hairpins. Only Jinling came to see him almost every day.
She said that she and Sanhao were like sisters, and that Grandpa Bu had helped them so much. Now Sanhao was in a low mood and had no time to thank these benefactors, so she thanked them on her behalf and helped with small things within her ability all day long.
After a while, everyone in the Shanggong Bureau and Eunuch Bu had a good impression of her, thinking that they were both rare honest children.
Eunuch Bu has no children. After staying in this deep palace for a long time, he has become even more fond of these children.
After catching up with Grandpa Bu, she got up to say goodbye as it was getting late. As soon as she stepped into the dormitory door, she heard a girl crying.
Worried that something had happened to Sanhao, Yao Jinling pushed the door open and went in. She discovered that it was Rubing who was crying this time.
"Rubing, why are you crying?" Jin Ling ran to the girl in two or three steps and saw that she was crying so hard that she was out of breath.
Qian Feiyan, who was standing next to her, rolled her eyes and took out a handkerchief and threw it to her in disgust: "Don't cry, it's just that you didn't eat enough, look at how little you can do."
"Ah? Not full?" Jin Ling was stunned by this reason. The Shanggong Bureau was lucrative, and even the food for these little palace maids without any rank was very good.
She and Sanhao often had leftovers in the past, and they never expected that there would be someone who was so hungry that they cried.
"Wow, wow, I... I've been able to eat since I was a kid. My parents sent me to the palace because they thought I ate too much and were afraid they couldn't support me."
Rubing's round little face turned red from crying. It seemed that she had been living in fear in the palace these days, and she didn't dare to say that she was not full. It was not until today that she could not bear the hunger anymore and started crying.
Jin Ling reacted immediately and quickly picked up a handkerchief to wipe away her tears: "What's the big deal? Being able to eat is a blessing. Do you think our Shang Gong Bureau will be short of a bite of food?"
Ru Bing's voice trembled: "I dare not..."
"You are so useless. You are more timid than a mouse." Qian Feiyan ridiculed her without any hesitation, her words full of disdain.
Yao Jinling knew that Rubing was timid by nature, but she was optimistic and content with her fate, as long as she had delicious food every day, she would be satisfied. It was no wonder that she was so upset when such a food lover went hungry.
"Alright, stop saying such sarcastic things. We're going to separate rooms in a couple of days. Instead of laughing at others, why don't you go to bed early and get some rest so you can get some rest and move into the Sizhen room you've been dreaming of."
Qian Feiyan glared at her, then thought of the room allocation assessment, and walked away without saying anything.
Jin Ling took Rubing's hand and ran into the kitchen. She greeted several maids skillfully, and was stuffed with cakes by them. She turned around and told them the recipe for her soup today.
Rubing was also brought two plates of pastries by her. She looked at Jin Ling with admiration as she chatted with the maids without showing any shyness. She was still dizzy until she was dragged out.
"Jinling, you know so much." Rubing was sitting in the cafeteria, eating taro cake while praising Yao Jinling. "That Phoenix Marrow Soup sounds amazing. Is it your family's secret recipe?"
"Eat your meal. I don't have a home. The Shanggong Bureau is my home. I read all this in books." Jin Ling pinched her chubby little face, and took a piece of mung bean cake for herself. She ate only one piece and put it down.
Seeing Rubing finish half the plate in a short time, he hurriedly stopped her: "You can't eat too much taro cake at night. If you're not hungry, go to bed early. It's still cold today, and these cakes should be good to eat tomorrow. Take them all, and eat a piece when you're hungry."
Ru Bing felt a little embarrassed: "This is too much, you should take it back and share it with Sanhao."
Jin Ling smiled and shook her head, pushing the plate in front of her: "Sanhao and I can't finish it, so you can take it. When you go to the kitchen in the future, if there is anything delicious, just remember us."
Only then did Rubing pick up the cake and walked away with a touched look on her face.
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