Chapter 86:

That day Xiaohua returned to the house and lay in bed for a long, long time.
I couldn't understand the clues in my mind, and my mind was very messy.
She thought that Her Highness should come at night, but it didn't come until it was dark.
Evening dinner is useless, the whole western courtyard is very quiet.
After the last Chunzhu left, a new 'chunzhu' was added. Because of what happened, Aunt Qi said ‘very clean’ when sending people over.
Lilac understood what Aunt Qi meant, and this Chunzhu was waiting in the Western Courtyard.
His master is favored, the people below are all very face, walking in Fufu on weekdays, who does not take a glance. After the last Chunzhu, the remaining three Chunmei Chunlan Chunju were honest, plus later this Chunzhu, several people are carefully waiting to do things carefully, looking forward to one day like the three lilac Waiting by his wife.
There are very few who can wait in the house.
Today, when Madam returned from Jingtai Temple, Lilac strangely pushed Ding Lan and Chun Cao out, and then Ding Lan and Chun Cao people went in, but there was a lamp in the main room except for the hall, and the lamps in the western room and the lady's bedroom. No point. Coupled with the look on Lilac's three faces, the following four small palace people also understood what had happened.
All of them are doing things lightly with their necks shrunk, for fear of being used as a punching bag.
"Don't go check it out?" Ding Lan whispered.
Chun Cao's face was full of anxiety, and his heart was irritable, but he didn't know how to vent his suffocating emotion.
Lilac sullen his face, seeing the expressions of Ding Lan and said, "You are also more energetic, don't be unhappy in your wife's heart, and you also follow a mourning examination. What are we doing for the next time? In order to make the master happy. Mrs. Daihui got up, and it should be uncomfortable to see your face. "
Lilac never missed any chance to teach Ding Lan and Chun Cao, but the two also knew that Lilac was teaching them for their good.
"Sister Lilac, we know, staying there will not let my wife see it."
After a while, Lilac put down his hand and went to the bedroom.
It was dark inside, but the moonlight outside could not be seen clearly. Lilac didn't light up either, and walked out of the curtain in front of the bed.
"Is the lady still sleeping?"
After a while, there was a slightly hoarse voice.
"clove?"
Upon hearing the response, Lilac lifted the tent and stepped to the bed.
"It's very late, and my wife is still up to eat some meals."
"What time is it?"
"It's almost time."
"Oh, it's so late."
There was a little sigh in the voice, and Lilac blinked before driving away the wetness in his eyes.
"It's meal time, how can it be done without eating?" Xiaohua murmured.
"The slave-servant will arrange it."
Lilac said something, and then turned around and told Ding Lan and the two of them. Although it is not early, King Wang's mansion has a large population. Not only King Jing and his wife and concubines, but also some guards of the doorman's office, they also have a night watch.
In the past, there was no meal, but now Mrs. Hua is also your concubine's favorite concubine. It's no problem to order some meals from the diner.
Lilac finished the order, entered the bedroom and lit the lamp, and went to the bed to wait for Xiaohua to get up.
Hook the tent on the soft gold hooks on both sides. Lilac saw that Madam's face was pale, but she had recovered.
It seems to be no different from the past, but seeing the lady who has come alive these days, and seeing the lady recover when she first came to the Western Academy, Lilac felt uncomfortable.
She said with a strong smile: "Madam, the slave-in-law asked Ding Lan to come back to the pantry to order a lamb pan, mix two cold dishes, make some sauce, and eat a warm bite, which is better than anything. You were not particularly fond of this. Is it a lamb pot? The slave-servant always said that this kind of food is overheated. It has n’t been eaten in a long time.
Yeah, I have n’t eaten for a long time. King Jing always comes to the Western Academy for meals these days. He is vegetarian and loves lightness. Xiaohua has not eaten that kind of hot food for a long time.
Xiaohua smiled and said, "That's okay, but your housekeeper's mother doesn't care anymore. This time, I'm going to have an addiction and let the dining room do it spicier."
"That's naturally there."
Lilac waited for Xiaohua to simply clean it, and then picked up her hair at random.
Ding Lan was very fast over there. It didn't take long for Chunmei Chunlan to come back with a food box in her hand. She was carrying a steaming copper pot in her hand.
Charcoal was added to the pot in the middle, and soon the pot rolled away, and the fresh flavor of the mutton soup spread with the smoke.
Xiaohua sat down at the table, and Lilac directed aside, "Add more spicy, and my lady said you should eat spicy food today."
There are several ways to eat this lamb pot, some are spicy and some are light and fragrant. Xiaohua likes a spicy mouth on weekdays, so as long as there is a lamb pot here in the western courtyard, the dining room is spicy.
It's just that the spiciness is not easy to ponder, the taste is light, the master will be strange, and the taste is heavy, the master will be strange. Therefore, I thought of a recipe in the dining room, only to make a basic spicy taste, and then adjust the spicy base, when you need to add spicy, it is good to add.
Ding Lan served a bowl of spicy base and put it in a little.
Xiaohua looked at the pot and smiled: "Not enough, put more."
Ding Lan dug in again with a spoon, Xiaohua lamented: "Ma's not eating you, is it so stingy? Half a bowl."
Ding Lan was worried, Ding Lan still dialed in half.
The spicy base got off the pot, and the soup was bright red, and there was a pungent spicy smell in the air.
"Is this too spicy?" Lilac worried.
Xiaohua smiled, "No, no, I like this."
The lamb pot only has soup base, and the lamb is eaten in thin slices. There are two large plates of lamb in the dining room, which is more than enough to eat according to the florets.
To eat this kind of thing is to do it yourself.
Xiaohua did not let anyone serve. She took chopsticks and sandwiched the mutton, and put it in the pot.
This is not the first time she has eaten this kind of food. She knows that lamb can be eaten when it is hot.
A round table of eight immortals, a lamb pot, and two plates of lamb, and some pretty heads like mushrooms and vegetables, and two plates of cold appetizers, and a few plates of noodles.
Xiaohua is enjoying herself, eating hot and very happy. After a while, I sweated, and my face wondered if it was hot or spicy, and Hongxia was like fire.
"Lilac, honey chrysanthemum water prepared?"
Xiaohua has a quirk. When you eat a very spicy or heavy-tasting food, you always let cloves prepare some water. It used to be white water, but now it's honey chrysanthemum water. Even the dried chrysanthemums were soaked in boiling water without putting tea, and put some honey in. And don't drink hot, drink it after letting it warm, and a large pot.
The small tea cups on weekdays are unsatisfactory. For this reason, Lilac specially prepared a large porcelain pot. How big is it? Copper pots with long mouths, which are generally used for boiling water, are as big as that.
Today, I know that my wife is going to eat spicy food. The cloves let the spring grass be prepared early, and I drink it just now.
"I prepared it myself." Lilac said, and Ding Lan took the porcelain pot.
"Use a larger cup."
Ding Lan smiled, poured a large glass of pale yellow honey chrysanthemum water and placed it next to Xiaohua.
So Xiaohua ate more happily, being scorched or spicy, and took a sip.
Looking at the lady who had a big difference from the past and was smiling, Lilac sighed again.
"Ma'am, the slave-maid will help you iron some vegetables," she said, and she hung her head down, holding a few slices of vegetables with long-handled chopsticks to rest assured.
The smoke lingered around Xiaohua's eyes, making her face indistinct in the fog. She mechanically sandwiched a piece of mutton and rinsed it, and then ate a slice of mutton and ate it. Later, I felt that it was too slow, so I put a large pair of chopsticks and threw it into the pot. After it was cooked, I put it in the small bowl in front of me.
Eat bit by bit, she does not eat fast, but has not stopped.
The cheeks were sorely hurt, and the mouth was also wooden. Xiaohua kept eating, and finally reached the critical point that she could bear, tears rushed down.
"Bad Dinglan, put so many spicy foundations, and brought out your wife's spicy tears ..." She smiled in her mouth, still not stopping in her hand.
The emotions held in my heart are unreasonable, so let her block, make her bore, make her uncomfortable ...
With the tears that rushed down, all of them were vented.
"... but I really like the taste ..."
...
On the second day, two fire bubbles appeared on Xiaohua's mouth.
Huang Zhong is transparent and looks really ugly.
Lilac is desperately anxious, for fear of being hit by the coming King Jing, forcing Xiaohua to eat light food again.
Hu Liangyi encountered such a small problem, it was a headache, such as a fire bubble on his mouth can be good for a while. There was no way to prescribe some powdered powder mixed with Coptis chinensis and honeysuckle, let the clove come back to soak the water for Madam Hua, and gave a bottle of cool medicated ointment, saying that the fire bubble was picked with a needle and then applied.
But this time is not good, at least three days.
Lilac had no choice but to prepare one by one after returning. Forcing Xiaohua to eat lightly for a few days, she also gave her the medicine-soaked water. Honeysuckle is nothing, but Huanglian is so bitter. Fortunately, Xiaohua is not a spoiled person, just drink it.
The fire bubble was also picked up. When it was picked up, the pain was small and tearful, and the water inside was squeezed out and the ointment was applied.
All the cloves should be made. If King Jing came, he would have to admit his fate.
Xiaohua comforted Lilac with a smile and said that His Royal Highness was too busy to come.
Fortunately, King Jing really didn't come for a few days.
The fire bubble was finally cured, scabed, and scabed off, and there was no sign of two disgusting flames.
Xiaohua finally no longer needs to eat all kinds of light porridge, the world seems to be better, and Xiaohua's smile is getting brighter and brighter.
What is King Jing?
It seems that Xiao Hua has forgotten, and the West Court has forgotten all over.
So everyone forgot, but Lilac, who has been waiting next to Xiaohua, has not forgotten. Whenever she sees his wife, it is no different from the past, but when she is alone, she will always be very silent. Lilac's heart is very complicated.
Especially Your Highness has rarely come in these few days.
Tolerated and tolerated, still could not help but persuade.
"Ma'am, if you want to be more open, it is normal for men to have three wives and four concubines ..."
In Lilac's ideas, this kind of thing is a very common thing, especially when wealthy people encounter this kind of situation. If you can't live with yourself, you should not have to live that day.
"The slave-maid was in the palace and had seen many beloved maidens, but what is the beloved, that is, the beautiful flowers and the moon, which looks very beautiful, and is all empty in the blink of an eye. Sons and daughters, they will depend on the future ... "
"It's important to have a good life, everything else is fake ..."
Xiaohua understands what Liu said, but it is different from turning around. She could turn around very quickly in her last life, but she couldn't turn her life, what should I do?
So whenever Lilac said these things, Xiaohua was extremely silent and did not laugh.
Lilac sighed as she looked at her silent face.
After all, Madam is young!
The author has something to say: this chapter is issued, it is estimated that someone will chase the face, (sniff face) but this level must be bypassed, Xiaohua does not bypass this hurdle, what kind of moth will come later If you don't succeed, just watch? (Of course, this is a hypothesis, surely not). But you must have this consciousness.
The flowers will bloom tomorrow, and the dark clouds will be cleared away.