After returning from the pavilion, Jiaming and Hongxuan parted ways with the Fourth Master, who then went straight into his study.
Hongxuan is used to taking a nap at noon, but he didn't nap today, so he felt a little sleepy.
Jiaming then took him to the inner room to sleep, and of course, she told him a story before bedtime as usual.
Perhaps he was really too tired, because Hongxuan didn't listen for long before he closed his eyes and fell asleep in no time.
Feeling a bit bored, Jiaming decided to read a book to pass the time.
After taking the book, he went to the outer room and instructed Red Peach before reading: "I'll read for a while, and remind you when it's almost sunset."
Red Peach immediately replied, "Yes, Master!"
As sunset approached, Hongtao deliberately walked heavily to Jiaming, who was engrossed in reading, and reminded her, "Master, it's almost dusk."
Jiaming, who had vaguely heard footsteps earlier, was not startled by Hongtao's voice because she was too focused on reading.
She put the book away and tidied it up. Then she stood up and went into the inner room to check on Hongxuan. She found that the little guy was still sleeping soundly and hadn't kicked off the blanket covering his belly, so she was relieved.
Then, she turned to Hongtao and whispered, "You stay here and watch over Hongxuan. I don't trust anyone else. I'm going to the kitchen later."
Upon hearing this, Hongtao's eyes showed disapproval. "If there's anything you'd like to eat, just tell me. I'll tell them to make it. You're pregnant with the little master, so let the servants do the hard work of cooking."
"Isn't it because their cooking doesn't suit my taste? I think maybe I just want to eat what I make myself." Jiaming explained as she tiptoed out to the outer room, with Hongtao following her.
"Don't worry, it's just cooking a few dishes. With someone helping out, it won't be tiring," Jiaming continued.
is that so?
Hongtao thought about it and agreed. The dishes her master made had a special flavor. It wasn't a matter of whether they were delicious or not. In short, after eating, she felt much better.
It has a medicinal feel to it, but it doesn't look like it.
Perhaps it really was because of what her master said. Thinking this, Red Peach replied, "Yes, master. Please be careful and don't overwork yourself."
Jiaming nodded, responded with an "Mm," and went to the kitchen. Hongtao, as instructed, watched over Hongxuan, who was fast asleep.
The people in the kitchen, upon suddenly seeing Jiaming again, were not nervous at all. After all, this princess often came, and they were used to seeing her.
After bowing to Jiaming, they asked with a smile and sincerity, "Why did Master Guarjia come to the kitchen today?" Because they often interacted with Jiaming, they got to know her better—she was quite kind, and most importantly, she was a good cook, so they had a good impression of her.
Upon hearing this, Jiaming immediately smiled and said, "I'll use the kitchen for a bit, you can help me out!" The implication was that they didn't need to cook dinner.
Then, the kitchen got busy.
Inside the room, Hongxuan, who had been fast asleep, woke up.
He realized that he had been awake for quite some time and still couldn't see his mother, so he asked Hongtao, "Where did Mother go?"
Hongtao immediately replied, "Master went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Judging by the time, it should be ready soon."
Hongxuan felt a little hungry when she heard about the dinner her mother had prepared.
Unfortunately, it wasn't done well, and the little guy looked quite disappointed. He reluctantly took a piece of snack to satisfy his craving for the time being.
Fortunately, just as Hongtao had said, her mother returned shortly afterward.
“Mother!” Hongxuan ran to Jiaming, who patted his head and then pulled him to sit on the couch in the outer room.
The mother and son started talking affectionately, but it was mostly Hongxuan asking questions and her answering.
"Mother, what dishes did you make? Did you make braised pork?"
Jiaming: "Yes."
Do you have mushroom chicken?
"have."
After exchanging only a few words, Fourth Master came over from the study.
Upon seeing the Fourth Master, Hongxuan immediately turned away from Jiaming and abandoned her.
“Father, you’ve come.”
Fourth Master: "Hmm, what did you just do?"
Hongxuan: "Xuan'er just took a nap. After waking up, she didn't see her mother and was hungry, so she ate a piece of red bean cake and a piece of water chestnut."
Watching the father and son chatting affectionately, their conversation with him was a simple question and answer, mostly about food, and he was clearly craving it, while his conversation with his father was warm and cozy—a stark contrast!
Jiaming twitched her lips, feeling a little sour inside. She probably felt nauseous again, but it definitely wasn't from jealousy!
Just then, he heard Hongxuan excitedly share with his father: "Father, there will be something delicious to eat later. Mother cooked today. There is your favorite mushroom chicken and stir-fried lettuce with meat."
Jiaming: "..." The sourness in her heart intensified, but she was absolutely certain that she just felt like throwing up, and it was definitely not from jealousy!
Thinking about jealousy, she suddenly realized that she had been feeling it quite frequently lately, so this was probably due to emotional instability caused by pregnancy.
Pregnancy is nothing, but so many things are happening and so much trouble. Suddenly, she felt a bit miserable.
Fourth Master glanced at Jiaming, his brows furrowing, clearly disagreeing with her, just like Hongtao.
"Why did you go to the kitchen? What do you want to eat? Just have someone make it for you. Don't tire yourself out."
Jiaming immediately told Hongtao the reason, and then repeated it to the Fourth Master, "Their cooking doesn't suit my taste. Even if it's delicious, I always feel like throwing up after eating it. I think maybe I want to eat what I make myself."
Fourth Master frowned even more deeply. "You threw up again? Want to eat what you made yourself?"
"It should be!" Jiaming nodded.
The Fourth Master thought for a moment, his brows relaxed, and he said calmly, "Then let's see how it goes. If you really can't stomach what others make, then it's your choice."
After saying this, Fourth Master looked at Su Peisheng and said, "Alright, serve the meal!"
Before long, dinner was served. The dishes prepared by Jiaming were delicious and beautifully presented, and Fourth Master and Hongxuan were very pleased.
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