Lunchtime arrived, and Jiaming had just sat down when she was taken aback by the dishes laid out on the table.
She lingered on the dishes made with those two ingredients, then frowned and said, "Why are these two dishes different from what I ordered?"
Could it be that Red Peach specifically asked the kitchen to make this when she went to order?
The thought that Hongtao had acted on her own initiative, disrupted her plans, and would arouse the suspicion of the Fujin made her eyes flash with displeasure.
She couldn't help but look at Hongtao with a reproachful gaze. Hongtao blinked and explained, "Master, I didn't make the decision on my own. It's just that the kitchen didn't have enough ingredients for the two dishes you ordered."
Jiaming blinked. What a coincidence! Was fate really going to help her? Could she be God's illegitimate daughter?
Then she listened to Hongtao say, "The kitchen staff originally asked me to ask you if you wanted to change the dishes, but since you had instructed not to disturb you before lunch, I took it upon myself not to change the dishes and just let them rearrange them."
"You specifically asked them to use these two ingredients?"
Hongtao shook her head, "No, this servant doesn't know much about kitchen matters, so I leave everything to them."
So, "the people in the kitchen took it upon themselves to use those two ingredients!"
Hongtao nodded, "The people in the kitchen said that using these two ingredients as substitutes will not make a big difference in taste from the original dish."
Hehe, that's great!
Perhaps, just as the women in the backyard were gritting their teeth, Jiaming was indeed incredibly lucky. She couldn't come up with a solution herself, but fate solved it for her.
Jiaming ate lunch in a very good mood, finishing off both ingredients in the dishes.
After lunch, Jiaming, who was taking a nap, lay on the bed, gently stroking her large belly, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "Fate, huh! Hehe."
Without the troubles, Jiaming was very comfortable. At night, she slept soundly with a clear mind.
The next day, she continued to dawdle as she got up, and after washing up, she ate breakfast with great appetite.
If you don't eat more, what will you do if you get hungry later? You know, you won't be able to stay in Peach Garden any longer and have snacks to eat.
Sure enough, shortly after Jiaming finished her breakfast and put down her chopsticks, Xiao Hezi hurriedly walked in.
"My lord, Consort Li of the Pear Courtyard has gone into premature labor!"
Upon hearing this, Granny Sun, who was serving Jiaming, couldn't help but look at Jiaming.
It turns out that not only the master was affected by the drug, but also Consort Li of the Pear Courtyard.
Li gave birth prematurely, and according to custom, she was supposed to wait at the Pear Courtyard. Only with the grace of the Fujin (principal wife) that she no longer needed to wait could she return.
Jiaming estimated the time and decided that it would be just the right time for her to go. At Sun Mama's signal, and with Hongtao's help, she walked towards the Pear Courtyard.
As for Xiao Hezi, she left him to look after Taoyuan, making sure no one would try to smear Taoyuan with the stigma of Li's premature birth.
In the Pear Courtyard, the Fujin had already arrived. When she saw Jiaming enter, she couldn't help but frown.
What happened? Why is Guarjia unharmed?
Could it be that she discovered her methods?
The Fujin (principal wife) was quite displeased with Jiaming's large pregnant belly. But there was nothing she could do; she was the virtuous and generous Fourth Fujin, and couldn't show her displeasure to Guarjia.
Jiaming, with her keen senses, naturally noticed the change in the Fujin (the wife's husband), but she didn't take it seriously. Even if the Fujin suspected something, she could find out through investigation that it was just a coincidence, luck, or an accident.
She approached the princess naturally and then bowed and greeted her.
"Sister Guarjia, there's no need for such formalities!"
Jiaming inwardly rolled her eyes, thinking, "No need for such formalities. Why didn't you say that before I bowed? How hypocritical!" But outwardly, she had to be respectful and grateful.
"Someone, bring a chair for Princess Guarjia." The Fujin gently instructed the eunuch beside her, though inwardly she wished Jiaming could stand there the whole time.
Jiaming knew exactly what the Fujin was thinking, and she smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Fujin!" She was sure that the Fujin would find her smile very irritating.
Sure enough, Jiaming saw a fleeting look of resentment in the Fujin's eyes.
Peach Courtyard and Pear Courtyard are in different directions and are quite far apart, so she arrived a little late. At this time, Madam Song, Madam Zhang and others also arrived. After Jiaming bowed to Madam Song and the others, the eunuch who brought her a chair returned.
Jiaming sat down, and just like when she went to the main courtyard to pay her respects, no one spoke to her, so she remained silent, as if she only had a pair of ears with her.
"Madam, why did Sister Li go into premature labor?" Madam Song asked.
...
As Jiaming listened, she felt something was off. Why was the Fujin glancing at her every now and then?
Could it be that she really tried to frame her? Jiaming couldn't help but exchange a glance with Granny Sun, both seeing the wariness in each other's eyes.
However, judging from the words of the Fujin and Song Shi, it doesn't seem like they are blaming themselves for Li Shi's premature birth!
"Ah!" Li cried out in pain from inside the delivery room. The sound was somewhat eerie! Jiaming trembled upon hearing it.
Just then, her keen senses alerted her, and she noticed that the Fujin was observing her. Jiaming glanced at her cautiously out of the corner of her eye and saw that the Fujin's lips were slightly upturned.
What had happened here that made the Princess Consort happy? Jiaming lowered her eyes, blinked, and couldn't figure it out.
"Ah!" In the delivery room, Li, who had been groaning softly in pain, suddenly cried out loudly in pain, startling Jiaming once again.
Once again, she caught a glimpse of the Fujin (principal wife) out of the corner of her eye, and the corners of her mouth curled up even more.
She seemed to understand something! Inadvertently, the concubines and princesses around Jiaming looked over and saw that many of them were pale.
Ah, I see! Jiaming understands now!
In the delivery room, every time Li cried out in pain, Jiaming would tremble, her face growing paler and her lips pressed tightly together, her handkerchief twisting incessantly in her hand.
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