“Miss Xie is right. In that case, I’ll take my leave now. You should rest well and I hope you recover soon.”
After Li Qingyu finished speaking, she led her maid straight out of the house and headed towards the courtyard.
"Zihe, see him off."
"yes."
Zihe immediately followed.
After seeing Li Qingyu off, Zihe immediately returned to the courtyard.
"Miss, you're amazing! Miss Li is so provoked that she can't say a word."
"Because, although she is capable, she is too well-versed in the rules and does not want to cause trouble for the Emperor, so she cannot be too arrogant." Xie Lingqin said, glancing at the exquisite eight-treasure food box on the table, and then gesturing to Zihe and Tridacna, "You two go up and try it, and see if this pastry is delicious."
"Miss, could there be poison?"
“Li Qingyu isn’t that stupid, otherwise, I wouldn’t give you any even if I were eating.”
Xie Lingqin's casual remark startled Zihe and Tridacna, their expressions changing.
"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and eat some."
Zihe and Tridacna exchanged a glance before opening the food box and taking out the pastries inside.
"It's quite exquisitely made, and the aroma is irresistible."
Zihe Road.
"It's really good." Tridacna shell picked up a piece, took a bite, and then looked at Xie Lingqin, "Miss, would you like some?"
"Really good?"
Xie Lingqin got off the bed, smelled the aroma of corn, and reluctantly took a piece and put it in her mouth. After chewing slowly, she frowned.
Although I'm not happy about it, I have to admit it.
"Indeed, it's quite impressive. This Li Qingyu is incredibly skillful." Xie Lingqin swallowed the entire piece of pastry, then looked at Zihe and Tridacna, asking in a questioning tone, "Do you think I could make something of this quality if I learned it now?"
"ah?"
Zihe and Tridacna were taken aback. "Miss, you want to learn how to make pastries?"
The two were very surprised.
In their eyes, the fact that the young lady could make maocai (a type of Sichuan hot pot) was already a bizarre and miraculous feat. Wielding swords and spears, scheming and harming others were her specialties. And now, she suddenly wants to learn how to make pastries...
"Miss, is it that the food and pastries we prepared are not to your liking?"
Zihe and Tridacna exchanged a glance, and Zihe spoke first.
"No." Xie Lingqin waved her hand, but her eyes were fixed on the corn cake in front of her. "It's just that I feel a sense of crisis."
"A sense of crisis?"
Tridacna immediately stepped forward, her face full of concern, "Miss, what's wrong?"
"It wasn't me, it was..." Xie Lingqin tapped her brow, her tone somewhat hesitant, "This Li Qingyu brings pastries to the Crown Prince's residence every day to request an audience. Although the Crown Prince hasn't seen her yet, what if he does one day? And once he tastes the pastries, he'll be hooked..."
Zihe...
Tridacna...
...
Li Qingyu walked out of the general's mansion with her maid, remaining silent and walking for a long, long time with a heavy atmosphere.
The maids behind her were a little worried. "Miss, don't be angry. Xie Lingqin may not give you face, but at most two days, her injury should be almost healed and she will be able to leave the manor to investigate the case. Young Master Qi can definitely come out in two more days."
"no."
Li Qingyu suddenly stopped, and the sunlight cast a shadow on her from the high walls on both sides.
The reflection made Li Qingyu's face appear cold and ugly.
The sound coming from the exit seemed to come from a blood-soaked hell.
"Miss, what's wrong?"
"Qing'er, do you think the Crown Prince really likes Xie Lingqin?"
"Miss, why would you ask this? The Crown Prince and Xie Lingqin are completely unrelated. Not to mention how the Crown Prince could possibly take a liking to Xie Lingqin, given their status and circumstances, it's impossible."
Qing'er found it very strange that Li Qingyu suddenly asked this question.
"No." Li Qingyu shook her head, her hand, hidden in her sleeve, clenched so tightly that the bones cracked.
Only when a trickle of blood flowed down her sleeve did Qingyue rush forward in alarm, "Miss, what happened to you?"
"Didn't you smell it just now?"
"What do you smell, Miss? What's wrong?"
"In Xie Lingqin's room, there was a faint fragrance of pear blossoms, clear and refreshing, subtle and lingering." Li Qingyu said each word with great effort.
Qing'er was puzzled and shook her head, "No, just now, there was no special fragrance in Miss Xie's room."
“No.” Li Qingyu shook her head. “It’s different, it’s different. That’s the Crown Prince’s scent, the Crown Prince’s smell. I know that in the whole world, only the Crown Prince has this scent that I can recognize with just one sniff.”
“Miss…” Qingyue suddenly felt a pang of sympathy and couldn’t say anything for a moment.
“I like the Crown Prince so much, and it’s rare for me to meet him and talk to him. I naturally care about everything about him. It’s his scent, that’s right, Xie Lingqin has the Crown Prince’s scent on her. What does that mean? What does that mean…” Li Qingyu’s body trembled, and she kept shaking her head. “Impossible, why, how could this be…”
"Miss, there's no use thinking about it here. Maybe you've just made a mistake."
"I'm not mistaken, that scent that filled the entire room indicates that the two of them are extremely close."
Li Qingyu stared intently at the ground for a long, long time before finally raising her eyes almost helplessly. "Xie Lingqin, what right do you have? What right do you have? Qing'er, let's go back to the manor."
"Yes." Seeing that her young mistress seemed to have come back to life, Qing'er immediately followed.
...
General's Mansion.
The question of whether or not to make pastries was quickly forgotten by Xie Lingqin.
Because a message secretly came from Nie Zuier's guards that something had happened to her.
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