Aunt Li hurriedly knelt down: "Master, how could I dare to neglect Miss Song? It's just that the Third Young Master came and we were making milk tea and roast meat, and the kitchen was too busy, so we sent two plates of pastries for Miss Song to have a snack, which took a little longer than expected. I didn't expect Miss Song to... say it wasn't enough!"
With that one sentence, Song Liyun dragged Zhao Tingduo into the mess. She didn't hold back either, holding up her finger and saying, "A plate of five or six small pastries, the shapes are quite pretty, but is it meant to be eaten before or after a meal?"
Aunt Li was speechless. Those pastries were just decorations to add to the fun; they weren't enough to fill her up.
Zhao Tingduo looked unwell. She picked up a piece of crystal cloud-shaped pastry with her chopsticks and put it in Song Liyun's bowl: "Ayun, your stomach isn't good. You can't go hungry or overeat."
From now on, wherever you go, take your cook with you, and bring plenty of food with you. Eat whatever you want, don't deprive yourself.
Song Liyun knows perfectly well whether her stomach is healthy or not, but if Zhao Tingduo thinks it's not good, then it's not good.
Song Liyun nodded obediently, ate the cloud slices, and then accepted the glutinous rice porridge that Song Dekui kindly handed over.
Zhao Tingduo's actions showed no respect for Aunt Li, and the atmosphere in the room immediately became tense.
Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui both looked at the dishes on the table, seemingly only drooling over the white chicken pieces in the center of the table, as if they hadn't heard Zhao Tingduo speak.
Zhao Tingduo was also annoyed.
He had heard Granny Qi say before that the wives and concubines of the Wu Dynasty would often scheme and fight each other, and it was common for women to plot against each other's offspring, sometimes even leaving their husbands childless.
Zhao Tingduo was not entirely convinced. He had seen that his father and elder brother both had maids and concubines, and he had not heard his father and elder brother complain about it.
He thought that Granny Qi and his mother were just trying to scare him and prevent him from getting entangled with those women.
I never expected to witness this scene with my own eyes. My elder brother is not a womanizer; he only has three or four wives and concubines in his harem.
I wonder what kind of chaos and turmoil exists in the private quarters of men with multiple wives and concubines.
Ah Yun was inexplicably starved, which made her lose face in front of herself and the young masters.
If this woman were not A-Yun, but any other woman, she would have felt ashamed from the start, and her fiancé would have felt humiliated and blamed her.
How could a woman be so wicked? Even though Aunt Li looks bright and beautiful, she still schemes against people in a sinister and cunning way.
This kind of insult is not like the fighting between men on the battlefield, but it makes people feel disgusted, suffocated, and speechless.
This is the garrison commander's residence, and Aunt Li is the eldest brother's beloved concubine, so he, as the younger brother, cannot easily cause trouble.
Zhao Tingduo lowered her eyes to hide the disgust in them. Fortunately, the Di people did not have concubines, who were half-master and half-slave; they only had slaves and female masters.
If Granny Qi were to deal with this according to the rules of the Di tribe, this kind of slave who dared to harm his mistress would be dragged to death by three horses.
Song Liyun glanced at Zhao Tingduo and saw that his eyes were cold, clearly indicating that he was genuinely angry. She couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.
How could men possibly know all the thoughts of women in the inner quarters?
Ultimately, men rarely get angry over jealousy and rivalry between their wives and concubines.
Having both warm jade on the left and fragrant incense on the right, one might even feel proud of having the blessing of having two wives, and doesn't want to put in much effort.
But now it's different. Zhao Tingduo is an observer at this moment, and knowing her own personality, she can see the actions inside very clearly.
Unexpectedly, what I wanted to see was Zhao Tingduo's attitude towards those two maids.
Aunt Li even volunteered to add a scene, performing an extra scene of palace intrigue; she was truly a great supporting actress.
But acting out these kinds of scenes too often would only strain everyone's skin, and she didn't want to see the Zhao brothers turn against each other, so she said softly, "Forget it, this place has bad feng shui. It's either dangerous to sleep here or you'll go hungry. Let's come here less often in the future, and you should be careful too!"
Seeing Song Liyun's gentle and considerate nature, Zhao Tingduo squeezed her hand and smiled, "I'm not that easy to go hungry."
The two started getting all lovey-dovey again, making Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui roll their eyes.
On the other side, Zhao Tinglei was already furious, his face turning pale, glaring hatefully at Aunt Li.
When the madam was in Hecheng, his wives and concubines naturally had similar incidents. They would "accidentally" spill water on their clothes in front of him, or trip and fall while walking, scraping their knees and causing minor injuries, but nothing serious ever happened.
In Zhao Tinglei's eyes, this was just a little trick the woman used to get his attention; he could easily appease her with a few gifts.
Aunt Li had already been reprimanded for what happened the day before yesterday, yet she still tried to use such petty tricks to embarrass Song Liyun in public.
If it were his concubine, she would naturally feel ashamed.
But things are different now. Song Liyun is the third brother's fiancée, just his sister-in-law. If she loses face, it will be a disgrace to both brothers.
Moreover, apart from Lin Qingyuan, who is an outsider, the only other person present was Song Dekui, who was his uncle. They were too busy feeling sorry for him to blame him.
Zhao Tinglei felt as if a layer of skin on his face had been scraped off, burning with pain, even more painful than when he was injured on the battlefield.
But it was inappropriate to reprimand a concubine in public. He suppressed his anger and said to Consort Li in a deep voice, "You may leave. Let Jade and Amber come and serve Third Master his meal!"
Aunt Li dared not argue any further, so she lowered her head, got up, and left the room.
Lin Qingyuan raised an eyebrow and chuckled as he chatted with Song Dekui: "Brother Song, this dish is excellent. The chefs at the garrison must have come from the imperial kitchen. The taste is even more authentic than the Drunken Eight Immortals in Pingyang Prefecture."
After saying that, he turned to Song Liyun and said, "Miss Song, your Tianxiang Restaurant is far inferior. Although barbecue is delicious, eating too much of it can cause internal heat."
Song Dekui laughed and said, "That's easy. We'll invite chefs from the capital in the future."
He didn't actually say that Xiaoyun was already planning to sell pots at Tianxianglou.
Besides mutton hot pot, there are also various small clay pots.
He tried the food at Tianxianglou once. The pots were small, and the soup was still bubbling when it was served.
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