kitchen.
The cooks and maids were busy in and out, preparing dishes for the wedding banquet.
No one paid attention to a little maid with a strange face who walked into the kitchen at this time.
Mingling among the busy maids, Ying'er was always thinking about Fu Rongxin's words.
She walked to the table where the snacks were placed, and saw that the table was filled with dozens of snacks, served on porcelain plates and silver plates, and arranged in order on the table.
Ying'er twirled the hem of her clothes, feeling a little helpless for a moment.
At this moment, a woman was heard shouting, "You little bitch, you have no eyes!"
Ying'er was so frightened that her whole body froze and a layer of sweat broke out on her back. Fortunately, she found that the voice was not directed at her.
"These are sent to the octagonal pavilion in the garden. The third young lady wants them. These are sent to the main hall for the lady. If you dare to make a mistake, I will skin you alive!"
Ying'er's heart was pounding, but she quickly memorized the whereabouts of these dishes.
After some hesitation, she mustered up the courage to ask the cook, "Madam, the third young lady wanted to add a dish of dried persimmon."
When the cook heard that this was what the masters wanted, she directed a young maid who was busy working, "Go, put out the dried persimmons."
The little girl received the order and nodded like a chick pecking at rice. She then took out a blue-glazed high-legged bowl and carefully arranged the frosted persimmon cakes among the batch of snacks that were being sent to the octagonal pavilion.
After doing all these things, Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the cook called out again enthusiastically, "Hey, Miss Qiuyun! Are you here to serve the dishes for the Third Young Miss?"
Ying'er was frightened again and her whole body trembled.
Qiuyun, who was beside Xue Zhiyi, walked into the kitchen and said to the cook, "That's right. The young lady said that the guests are almost all here, so we can serve the snacks now."
The cook said, "The snacks that Third Miss ordered are all here. I'll send some people to deliver them to her right away."
"Thank you."
After saying that, the cook turned around and went about her business.
Ying'er stood aside with her neck hunched, praying that Qiuyun was too busy to notice her presence.
Unexpectedly, Qiuyun's eyes fell on her accurately: "Hey, you look familiar to me, are you Ying'er who was with my cousin?"
Perhaps because she had done something wrong, Ying'er's face turned pale, but she was worried that Qiuyun would become suspicious, so she could only nod woodenly.
Qiuyun asked her again, "But what instructions does Miss Cousin have?"
Ying'er could only shake her head: "No, no... It has nothing to do with the young lady. I just got lost and accidentally walked here."
Qiuyun said softly, "In that case, I'm just about to go back to the Octagonal Pavilion. My cousin is there right now. Since you're lost, I'll take you there."
At this moment, the servants called by the cook were ready, each holding a plate of snacks, ready to follow Qiuyun.
Ying'er couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she could only follow Qiuyun reluctantly.
Qiuyun walked in front, holding the plate of persimmon cakes in her hand. Ying'er followed beside her, her heart pounding as she walked.
As he was walking, Qiuyun suddenly stopped not far from the octagonal pavilion in the garden.
Ying'er looked up and looked at her in confusion.
But Qiuyun was frowning and looked unhappy.
Qiu Yun looked embarrassed and said to her, "Sister Ying'er, I'm feeling a little unwell all of a sudden. My stomach is really uncomfortable. Could you please take these snacks to Bajiaoting for me?"
Worried that Ying'er might reject her, she quickly pointed to a spot not far ahead and said, "It's just around the corner, but I can't bear it any longer. Even if I send it over like this, I'm afraid it won't be good for the master, and it will only disturb the guests. Please help me."
Ying'er wanted to refuse, but the plate of persimmon cakes had already been stuffed into her hands.
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When Fu Rongxin saw Ying'er coming back with persimmon cakes, her eyes widened.
She didn't think this girl was stupid before, so how come she can't even handle such a small thing now?
I just asked her to add another dessert to the meal, so why did she just stupidly bring it here?!
Looking at all this, Xue Zhiyi couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile, but he quickly suppressed the corners of his mouth to hide his emotions.
As if oblivious to everything, Xue Zhiyi looked at the snacks on the table and said, "There's still some time before the wedding banquet begins. If you don't mind, please try some of the freshly made cakes in the kitchen."
Ying'er, who was forced to do the job, had no choice but to follow the maids and put the snacks on the table.
After doing all this, she hunched her shoulders and hid back beside Fu Rongxin, but she didn't know that at this moment Fu Rongxin really wanted to stand up and strangle her to death.
When the persimmon cake was placed in front of Xue Zhiyi, Xue Ruoyu beside her naturally picked up one.
Xue Zhiyi narrowed her eyes slightly, and the memories of her past life made her heart suddenly tighten.
Not far away, Fu Rongxin was watching all this.
She watched Xue Ruoyu pick up the persimmon cake with her snow-white, slender fingers, gently cover her lips with a handkerchief, and was about to put it into her mouth.
The soft, sweet persimmon cakes covered with frost can sometimes be deadly poison...
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
The teacup in front of Xue Zhiyi was knocked over, and the scalding hot tea poured onto her skirt.
She couldn't help but gasp, and quickly stood up, shaking off the tea leaves that had fallen on her body.
Su Yue also hurried forward to help, wiping the hem of her skirt with a handkerchief.
"Miss, how are you?"
Xue Ruoyu, who hadn't had time to put the persimmon cake into her mouth, became anxious when she saw this. She didn't even bother to eat it and quickly put down the persimmon cake in her hand.
"Zhiyi, how are you? Are you burned?"
The guests' eyes were all on her.
But Xue Zhiyi just shook his head at Xue Ruoyu and said, "Sister, I'm fine."
Then he apologized to everyone, "I accidentally knocked over the teacup just now. It was Zhiyi who lost his composure. I'm really sorry. Zhiyi needs to go back to the room to change clothes. I'll be gone for a moment. I hope you don't mind."
After that, she took Xue Ruoyu's hand and said, "Eldest sister, can you accompany me to change clothes?"
Although Xue Ruoyu didn't understand why Xue Zhiyi wanted to ask her to come, seeing that her burns seemed very serious, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
Fu Rongxin watched the two of them leave in amazement.
No...no!
In her previous life, Xue Ruoyu clearly ate the persimmon cake herself... How could this be possible?!
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying thought flashed through her mind, and this thought made her heart tremble...
Could it be that...she's not the only one who came back? !
Could it be that...
Xue Zhiyi is back too? !
But this is impossible!
She is the true phoenix and the pride of heaven!
But who is Xue Zhiyi? Why can he come back with her?
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