"Sheng'er, my sister made some new cakes today. You can take some back to help me test how they taste."
Zhu Er opened the food box, and the aroma of the cakes and pastries filled her face. Hua Bosheng showed a happy expression on his face, but soon he said with an adult look:
"Ahem, since I've asked you to try this pastry, I'll definitely fulfill my mission. But why have I never seen this pastry before?"
Of course Hua Bosheng had never seen this before. This is a cake. Qiao Yu was afraid that the taste would be wrong, but she made it many times before the taste was finally right. Hua Bosheng is not a guinea pig for this.
The palace maids in Bulanzhao Palace have already tried it.
"Okay, then I'll thank you for giving birth to my son."
Then Qiao Yu asked Zhu'er to hand one of the food boxes to Hua Bosheng's personal servant:
"A Bao, serve the prince well. You can go back today."
"Then I'll take my leave first."
In the past, Qiao Yu would accompany Hua Bosheng to the palace gate before returning to his own palace. Hua Bosheng did not ask Qiao Yu why he did not accompany him today. After all, he was an adult.
It's not nice to always stick to your sister. But didn't your sister bring two lunch boxes today? Why did she only give you one?
He returned home to share the cakes with his brothers and sisters. He had very little left. What a pity...
Su Yu pretended to be watching the students off at the academy gate, but in fact his eyes never left the graceful woman.
There were so many people around now that Qiao Yu couldn't just rush over to give Su Yu food, so she said to Zhu'er:
"Give the other food box to Master Su and tell him I made some food for you as a token of my gratitude."
"Yes."
Qiao Yu was talking about me, not me.
Before 404 told her that Zhu'er was reborn, she probably wouldn't understand, but the reborn Zhu'er had guessed some of her thoughts.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dragged his "sick body" to accompany Yan'er to the Imperial College, and even stopped Yan'er from coming with him.
"Master Su, this is my young lady's gift to thank you for your careful instruction of the prince. She made some pastries to express her gratitude."
"Miss Hua, you're too polite. This is what Su should do."
What you should do is take back the hand holding the pastry!
If it were jewelry or valuable calligraphy and paintings, Su Yu would certainly not accept them. But this pastry was made by Qiao Yu herself, so how could he not want it?
Zhu'er rolled her eyes in annoyance, bowed and returned to the young lady.
Qiao Yu ignored Su Yu, who was bubbling with happiness, and was afraid that such behavior would give people a reason to talk if they were seen by Yan Fu.
She could just say that Zhu'er had always served her well, and ask her for a reward and give this rare cake to her ideal husband. Then at most, Qiao Yu would grit her teeth and give Zhu'er to Su Yu as his wife or concubine.
If it fails, she will lose a capable maidservant; if it succeeds, she will win the affection of Su Yu, the future Prime Minister, so this deal is a very good deal.
Qiao Yu didn't dislike Su Yu, and even had a slight admiration for him, but compared to staying alive, that little bit of love was simply worthless.
Zhu'er, who was following the woman, was feeling sad. The person in front of her was neither a young lady nor a young lady. She looked more like the empress before her death.
The queen who lost the little prince is no longer kind-hearted. She is smart and thoughtful. After spending such a short time together, she can sense that the young lady at this moment might be reborn like herself...?
If she were to live again... wouldn't it be because she failed to protect the young lady, and in the end... in the end, she would have the same miserable ending as herself!!
As they were about to reach Lan Zhao Palace, he couldn't help but ask:
"A Bao and Zhu Er just said that Madam Hua had someone send apricots from the south. How about using apricots for Her Majesty's afternoon snack?"
Qiao Yu frowned, pretending not to know Zhu'er's test, as if she was angry at the mention of Xingzi.
"Apricots? Where can we get apricots in July? Besides, I hate apricots the most."
Qiao Yu blurted out and immediately became nervous, feeling something was wrong, and looked at Zhu'er cautiously:
"That's Zhu'er's mistake. Maybe Madam Hua was talking about preserved apricots. But apricots weren't Miss's favorite since she was a child? Is it because of the apricots that the Second Miss gave you that time that you..."
Hua Yunlan has loved apricots and apricot preserves since she was a child, but ever since she almost had a miscarriage after eating the apricot preserves sent by Hua Yunya during her pregnancy, she no longer dared to eat them.
Qiao Yu denied it in panic:
"Ridiculous! You clearly misremembered it. When did Yun Ya ever send me dried apricots?"
"Her Majesty, has Zhu'er's death not appeased the Emperor's wrath?"
Qiu Zixue repeatedly poisoned the Empress through Hua Yunya and Liu Xinyao. She only lost a maid, and she and her maid's lives were exchanged for theirs. Wasn't that enough? Still, she refused to let her young lady go?
"That's enough, Zhu'er, you must be delirious because you are talking nonsense in front of me."
These words to Qiao Yu, which only served to conceal the truth, made Zhu Er even more certain of her suspicions. A bitter feeling welled up in her heart, like a spring.
"Miss..."
Zhu Er thought that in her next life, she would use the prophet to protect the lady's honor, but the lady had already suffered inhuman suffering once...
Qiao Yu seemed to know what she was thinking, his face was stern:
"My honor depends on the safety of others. I will protect them. I will pretend I didn't hear your nonsense today. If you mention me again in the future, I will have no choice but to send you out of the palace."
Zhu'er was sold to the Hua Mansion by human traffickers when she was young. She was fortunate to meet a kind and gentle master like Hua Yunlan. She has no family. If the young lady is willing to marry her, she will be her family.
Pearl knelt down hastily, and bowed her head to the ground:
"Zhu'er was talking nonsense while she was ill. She will reflect on her mistakes when she returns. I hope Your Majesty will not send this servant out of the palace."
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