In the Duan Courtyard, the Fujin, who had just woken up, listened to what Wei Zi had told her about the doctor, and then took the medicine bowl handed to her by Liu Hong.
Just as Jiaming had expected, she realized what was happening and paused in her action of drinking the medicine.
"Madam, what's wrong?" Liu Hong thought there was something wrong with the medicine, so she hurriedly took the bowl of medicine from Madam's hands and asked.
Upon seeing this, Wei Zi also assumed there was something wrong with the medicine, and her face immediately changed. Then, she was relieved that the Princess Consort hadn't taken the medicine.
When the Fujin came to her senses and saw Liu Hong's actions and Wei Zi's expression, she knew they had misunderstood, so she replied, "The medicine is fine. I just suddenly realized something."
Upon hearing this, Liu Hong first breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "What have you figured out, Madam?"
The princess smiled bitterly, "We've all misunderstood things, and we're all asking for trouble. The Guarjia clan is adept at guessing people's hearts and manipulating them!"
Both Liu Hong and Wei Zi were puzzled. "What does the Princess Consort mean by this?"
"She guessed what we were thinking and took advantage of it."
Liu Hong and Wei Zi seemed to understand but not quite.
In the outer room of the main house in Peach Courtyard, Jiaming was talking leisurely, while Hongtao and the others listened intently.
“The wives thought I would be angry and upset, and that I would do something to resist the wives’ surveillance and to resist the wives’ slap in the face.”
"I was indeed angry and annoyed, but my master told me to bear with it, so I came up with a great idea."
"Hehe!" Jiaming laughed lightly, her tone very pleasant as she said, "I endured it, remaining calm and gentle as usual, but this attitude was unexpected by the Fujin and the others."
"The Princess Consort has been worrying too much about the First Prince lately, and for some reason, she's probably exhausted and her mind is half-rested, so she's been acting a bit foolish."
"I was sure the wife would fall for it, thinking I would retaliate with underhanded tactics. But I didn't expect her to be so stubborn, insisting that I would definitely take action, haha!"
"But when I did nothing, they were on high alert. The less I did, the more pressure they felt. This continued for so many days, so it's no surprise that they got headaches and fainted."
Red Peach and Green Willow were stunned!
Coming to their senses, the two of them looked at Jiaming with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"What are you afraid of?" Jiaming rolled her eyes at the two of them, speechless. "They won't do anything to you."
"Hehe!" Red Peach and Green Willow were embarrassed, but then felt a surge of relief, thankful that they were on their master's side.
Otherwise, just thinking about the methods the master used to deal with the Fujin, and imagining what would happen if they were used on himself, and then thinking about Yao Huang's recent miserable state, he couldn't help but shudder.
Everyone reaffirmed that they must never betray their master, and that they must not even entertain such a thought.
Jiaming saw that her words had the effect of giving them a warning, and a look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
In the days that followed, the Fujin, having come to her senses, no longer remained tense, constantly thinking about how Guarjia clan would trip her up, causing her headaches and exhaustion; nor did she get angry and think about giving Guarjia clan a piece of her mind or retaliating against them.
Jiaming, having vented her anger, stopped there and didn't do anything else. She continued living her quiet life, teaching Hongjing, cooking, and practicing the guzheng.
More than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and it just went by uneventfully.
Chef Yao already has about 50-60% of Jiaming's skills; if she practices a little more, she can probably reach 70-80%.
As for reaching Jiaming's level, perhaps she could if she also had wood-type abilities.
In the small kitchen of Honghui Courtyard in the front yard, Yao Huang personally watched as Chef Yao prepared the food, and then personally carried the food to the eldest prince's room.
Even while ill, Honghui still knew that his fourth brother, Hongxuan, his father, and his mother had found a cook to learn cooking from Guarjia's mother, all so that he could eat more.
Looking at the steaming food, Honghui's eyes welled up with tears.
Then he thought of his mother, Guarjia, who was also very generous and willing to teach him her unique culinary skills. Perhaps she was doing so out of consideration for his fourth brother, but in any case, he was still grateful.
He reached out and picked up his chopsticks, his hand trembling slightly, as he took the food that had been placed in his bowl.
The taste was indeed more unique and delicious than anything he had eaten before. As he ate, Honghui couldn't help but get his eyes more and more moist.
To avoid being discovered, he kept his head down and ate, never looking up. Even after the tears in his eyes had dried, he still didn't look up.
After a long time, whether it was a year or two, he discovered again that the food was still quite delicious.
Yao Huang watched as the eldest prince, Honghui, buried himself in his food, and the more she watched, the more delighted she became.
Before they knew it, the eldest prince had finished the small bowl of rice, and he had also eaten quite a few dishes, and finally had another small bowl of rice.
In the past, if the eldest prince could finish even half a bowl of rice, they would be grateful.
A young eunuch who was standing in the room quietly went out.
At the entrance to the study in the front courtyard, Su Peisheng overheard a eunuch's words and suddenly laughed.
He waved his hand, signaling the eunuch to leave, and then went into his study.
Instead of tiptoeing, he tried his best to make a sound.
The Fourth Master, who was busy at his desk, recognized Su Peisheng without even looking up when he heard footsteps.
He asked casually, "What is it?"
Su Peisheng replied with a smile, "Your Highness, good news came from the First Prince. He ate two small bowls of rice and quite a few dishes."
Upon hearing this, Fourth Master suddenly looked up, and his usually expressionless face revealed joy, and it wasn't just a change in his eyes.
"Good!" Fourth Prince blurted out. He stood up, walked around the room a couple of times with delight, then suddenly remembered something, turned around, and instructed Su Peisheng, "Fourth Prince doesn't know yet. Have someone tell him, so he can be happy too."
"Yes, sir!" Su Peisheng immediately responded and was about to leave when he was stopped by the Fourth Master's further instructions.
"And another thing," the Fourth Master said, gesturing generously, "you go to my storeroom and select some things to send to Peach Garden." He thought of another contributor to Honghui's improved appetite.
"Yes, sir!" Su Peisheng bowed and was about to leave when he was stopped by the Fourth Master.
"etc."
Su Peisheng: "What are your orders, sir?"
Fourth Prince: "Pick out some more things that the Fourth Prince likes and send them to him."
"Yes, sir!" Su Peisheng replied, then, fearing that the Fourth Master might have more to say, he asked, "Sir, do you have any further instructions?"
Fourth Master shook his head.
"Then this servant will go and take care of it."
Fourth Master nodded slightly.
Su Peisheng bowed and left.
Soon after, Hongxuan received a message from Su Peisheng, and he was overjoyed.
At the Duan Courtyard, where the Fujin was staying, Yao Huang immediately gave her a detailed account of the First Prince's meal upon her return.
The princess initially gripped her handkerchief tightly, very nervous, fearing that no matter how good the cook Yao's skills were, or how delicious the food she made, Hui'er would still have no appetite.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
