The Virtuous Concubine

Of course Malu knew this. She rolled her eyes and decided to go to the kitchen to cook a meal.

She is still good at cooking, Malu sighed. If you send needlework, it will hurt your eyes after a long time, and it will be noticed by others. You can't send something too ambiguous.

Cooking is very good, and you can't see anything after eating. Wen Xian told me before that he had eaten the inlaid bean candy during the southern tour. Now I can make something similar for the prince to appease him.

I met him two days ago, but it was just a glimpse at the funeral. I guess he was quite resentful these two days.

Malu did it as soon as she thought of it. She got up excitedly and went to the small kitchen to ask someone to make a bowl of mutton soup. The soup was white, the meat was fragrant and not smelly at all. It was full of freshness with a hint of saltiness.

After someone had cooked the soup, Malu began to do the part that only he could do.

Originally, according to Shaanxi style, it was to be eaten with steamed buns, but Malu wanted to hide the words, so naturally he made it into small milk buns instead, one in one bite, which was just right.

Malu made a milk cake with two layers put together. She secretly dipped her hand in red sugar syrup and wrote a lot of words in the middle, which caused a misunderstanding.

Malu originally thought that in order to write beautiful words, he would write one word on each milk bun. But even if this thing is made small, it is still a staple food. The poem that Malu wanted to write has 68 words. If he wrote all of them, the prince would probably die of bloating.

After she found out, she felt a little embarrassed. She scrunched up the first four words she had written, started over again, and only chose one sentence, and then she looked passable.

After the milk buns were put on the stove and gradually became fluffy in the steamer, emitting bursts of sweet fragrance, Malu stopped to take a break.

She glanced at the soup, which was still simmering over low heat, bubbling and bubbling, and already smelled fragrant. Seeing that the people in the small kitchen had cooked quite a bit, she nodded and repeated her old trick: "Make two more servings, one for the emperor, one for the queen mother, and the one I made for the prince."

The palace servants hurriedly agreed and quickly prepared themselves, while Bai Xia helped Malu back.

Bai Fu wanted to guess what the Empress had scratched in the milk cake, but the Empress had done it herself and she couldn't see clearly and couldn't destroy it, so she took the job of delivering the food, thinking that she might find a chance to take a look when the time comes.

Malu was using vegetables to express her feelings to the prince, but Concubine Mi was hating him to death.

Concubine Mi gently stroked her belly with one hand, pinched her nose with the other hand, frowned deeply, and looked at the magic water in front of her with disgust: "Who can drink this damn thing? This is clearly intentional to torture me!"

The palace maids around Concubine Mi were trembling with fear and knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Concubine Mi was even more furious when she saw how cowardly they were. "Are you all dead? You can't do anything to humiliate me like this?"

The maids kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please calm down. We are really powerless. This magic water is for blessing the young prince. The magician said that Your Majesty must drink it."

Concubine Mi sneered, "Pray for blessings? I'm afraid you're going to curse me! That bitch De Zhao must have done something bad behind my back, and even persuaded the Crown Prince to bully me. I won't let her go!"

After the Fourth Prince gave up on me and made things difficult for me, the Li and Cao families even ignored the fact that they still had princes and treated me like an abandoned pawn!

Everything that is happening now is the result of my hard planning.

A trace of viciousness flashed in Concubine Mi's eyes. She stood up suddenly, but because she moved too quickly, her body swayed. The palace maids hurried forward to support her, but Concubine Mi shook them off and walked a few steps to the palace maid holding the magic water: "You, drink it."

The maid was so frightened that her face turned pale as paper. She knelt on the ground with a plop and almost spilled the magic water in her hand: "My lady, I dare not do this. This is what the master told me to give you. If I drink it, my lady... I will die."

Concubine Mi was pregnant and had a very bad temper. She did not need to hide it in her own palace.

Her eyes widened with anger. She took a step forward and raised her hand to slap the maid. The sound of "slap" was particularly loud in the silent palace. "I told you to drink, so you have to drink! If you don't drink, you will die now!"

The palace maid was in tears, knowing that she could not escape this disaster today. She picked up the talisman water tremblingly, closed her eyes, pinched her nose, and poured the talisman water into her mouth.

The talisman water was really hard to swallow. After taking a few sips, the palace maid was shocked and frightened and began to vomit violently. The whole palace was filled with a bad smell.

Concubine Mi had no sympathy at all. She looked at the maid coldly, her anger not only did not subside, but it became more and more intense. "Humph, you are all a bunch of useless things!"

Because Xiao Shiliu was still young, he didn’t even have a proper funeral. He was simply burned and buried in a decent place. . .

But what about De Zhao?

There was no injury at all!

The Emperor did not have even a trace of suspicion or blame towards Concubine De Zhao, so how could Concubine Mi swallow this?

Another person who couldn't swallow this humiliation was the Tenth Prince.

Ever since his mother passed away, the Tenth Prince seemed to have lost his soul. He fell into a daze and was extremely sad.

He is a reckless man, but he is also a filial child.

On the seventh day after his mother's death, the sixteenth prince, the concubine Mi, died, and she was found to be pregnant on the spot.

The Forbidden City has always been a breeding ground for rumors.

There were all kinds of rumors in the palace. At first, everyone just talked about the right and wrong between Concubine Dezhao and Concubine Mi, secretly guessing whether it was Concubine Dezhao who did it, or whether Concubine Mi was a vicious person just to win the emperor's pity.

The palace maids and eunuchs whispered to each other in private, describing the incident with great detail, as if they had seen it with their own eyes. Although some of their stories were half true and half false, they were still within the scope of everyone's understanding.

In addition, some people were critical of the fetus in Concubine Mi's belly. They thought that the timing of the child's appearance was too strange, as her brother had just died, and the diagnosis was made on the seventh day of the first month of the pregnancy. They thought that the child had a hard life and was unlucky.

The Crown Prince started this rumor just to pave the way for him to make trouble for Concubine Mi. Otherwise, why would he have the reason to perform such a ritual?

But later on, public opinion began to get out of control, and gradually evolved into rumors such as Wenxi killed the Sixteenth Prince, Wenxi was reincarnated in Concubine Mi's belly, etc. In short, each rumor was more outrageous than the last.

The more outrageous and bizarre the rumor, the wider it spread in the palace. Malu just laughed it off when she heard it and didn't take it seriously. ——Anyway, it was about Concubine Mi and Wenxi, she didn't bother to care. It would be funny if she really cared about such an outrageous rumor.