The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Shen Jiarou's eyes widened: "No... that... you don't need a whole bottle."

My God, why are the master and second chef so impatient?

The three were shocked, and the most painful one was Mr. Li.

"Ah, you don't have to drink the whole bottle?" Then wouldn't he have suffered in vain?

Ruan Qingling and the other six were so frightened that they could fit an egg in their mouths.

The fish tail on Butler Liu's chopsticks fell onto the table with a plop.

Those three guys were really powerful. He really was... the only way to describe what he saw was to use the word "stunned".

Shen Jiarou picked up the teacup and drank tea to hide her embarrassment.

"You guys are really excited."

If he wasn't so excited, such a big mistake wouldn't have happened.

Bao Zhiqing touched his nose awkwardly, and Xu Zhi glanced somewhere.

Mr. Li covered his mouth and ran to the side to vomit: "Ugh..."

People are going to vomit at him.

Ruan Qingling and the other six looked at each other awkwardly. Yaer poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

"Brother Li, have some tea and rinse your mouth." It should feel better after drinking it.

Mr. Li took it and swallowed it in one gulp: "Ya'er, do you have any more?"

Yaer turned around and quickly poured him a glass, which he drank in another gulp.

"Much better." I don't want to be jealous again in this life.

Zhen Luosang directly handed him a whole pot of tea: "More?"

"Thank you." Mr. Li took it and started drinking.

After a few snores, the teapot was empty and Mr. Li felt like he was alive again.

Seeing that everything was fine, everyone continued to eat the grilled fish and snails, but they became extra careful when eating the grilled fish.

Nanny Wang even picked out all the fish bones before allowing her master to eat it.

"Princess, eat this piece. It should be bone-free."

Shen Jiarou was a little embarrassed: "Mammy, you eat too, don't worry about me, I will choose."

She is not as stupid as Brother Li.

Nanny Wang disagreed, so Shen Jiarou could only continue to accept Nanny Wang's care.

"This grilled fish with pickled peppers is really good." Elemental Frost ate it happily.

Feng Jingyun smiled and said, "Su Shuang, the spicy flavor here is also good, would you like to try it?"

Elemental Frost was delighted: "Here it comes."

This time, the grilled fish had five flavors: pickled pepper, spicy, fragrant and spicy, green pepper, and fish flavor. Elemental Frost tried them all.

"Princess, try this green pepper fish."

"it is good."

Element Frost carefully picked out the fish bones and Shen Jiarou ate it in one bite.

"Yeah, it's delicious, but it's quite numb."

Zhen Luosang was already savoring the spicy flavor, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

"Princess, this is delicious too, please try it."

Shen Jiarou opened her mouth slightly and a spicy taste came over her.

"It's delicious. The cooking skills of the chefs are getting better and better."

The whole mansion was filled with the aroma of grilled fish. Seeing the empty snails on the plate on the table, Shen Jiarou had an idea.

"Tomorrow we will soak these empty snails in some spices, wash them, spread them out to dry, and string them into wind chimes."

Zheng Shutong was delighted: "Hey, this is good, the sound of the wind chimes is very nice."

Thinking of the wind chime, Fengjingyun also had an idea.

"Princess, how about I make you a bamboo wind chime? I'm sure it will sound pleasant."

Shen Jiarou could already imagine what the bamboo wind chimes looked like, and she smiled with her eyebrows curved.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Master San. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."

Butler Liu continued to eat the delicious grilled fish, while Mr. Li took a jar of wine and drank it straight away, and the slight discomfort in his heart disappeared.

"Cool."

Feng Jingyun shook his head: "Are you going to have a good time today?"

Mr. Li chuckled and said, "Brother Feng, how about you also take a jar and drink like me?"

Feng Jingyun chuckled and shook his head: "No, I'll just have a few drinks."

He didn't want to get drunk, it would be bad if he got drunk and acted crazy in front of his master.

Everyone ate well, drank well and slept well that night.

Mr. Li woke up and found himself lying on the floor of the room, feeling a little dazed.

Why is he sleeping on the floor?

I drank too much last night and my memory is black.

"It turns out that wine is both good and bad."

He stood up and almost stumbled and fell to the ground: "Hey, I drank too much and my hands and feet are weak."

As soon as Mr. Li opened the door, a strong ray of sunlight stung his eyes, and he suddenly raised one hand to block it.

"The sun is so bright."

Shen Jiarou was swinging on the swing in her yard; Ruan Qingling was making tea; Zhen Luosang was burning incense in the inner room; Yuansu Shuang was picking flowers; Yaer was arranging the branches and inserting them into a white porcelain vase; Zhang Zirou was embroidering a purse; Zheng Shutong was dancing with a sword.

In the small courtyard under the bright sunshine, everyone has something to do.

Nanny Wang pushed open the courtyard door and said, "Princess, the snails are ready to be dried."

Shen Jiarou got down from the swing: "Okay, Mammy."

The others finished what they were doing and followed their princess to string snail wind chimes.

In the front yard, Feng Jingyun found some bamboos from somewhere, cut them in half with a sword, and began to make bamboo wind chimes carefully.

Mr. Li washed up and came to the front yard. He heard some noise and came over to see the elegant Feng Jingyun doing something.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing with these bamboos? Weaving baskets? But this bamboo doesn't seem to be that kind of material."

Feng Jingyun looked at him calmly and said, "I make bamboo wind chimes, not baskets."

He doesn't grow crops, so why would he make up that stuff?

Mr. Li touched his nose awkwardly.

Beijing Rongwang Mansion

Princess Mu Xue was bored for another two days. She lay on a recliner under the shade of a tree, looking at Chunxiang and Xiaxiang who were making tea and arranging flowers beside her, muttering to herself sadly.

"It's so boring. The Imperial Aunt must have forgotten about me. Woohoo, I'm so sad."

Chunxiang and Xiaxiang looked up at each other and shrugged helplessly.

As soon as Princess Rong walked into her daughter's quiet courtyard, she heard her daughter's sad voice.

"When your royal aunt comes back, I will let her leave you alone for a few days."

Princess Mu Xue stood up and saluted: "Mother, you can't be so cruel. I am your own daughter."

Princess Rong pinched her cheek unhappily: "You."

Princess Mu Xue hugged her arms tightly and rubbed them with her little head.

"Humph, I don't care. I don't care."

Ji Muyan walked outside the yard and listened to the conversation inside, feeling very envious.

Why is she not the daughter of her mother, but the eldest daughter of a concubine? She is the eldest but not the legitimate daughter. She is really unwilling to accept this.

Xin Mo, the maidservant beside her, felt the change in her mistress and stood quietly, trembling with fear.

Having followed her master for ten years, she knew that her master had never been content to be a concubine's daughter, and moreover, the eldest concubine's daughter, occupying the position of the eldest daughter of a legitimate daughter.

But she was just a maid of her master and could only try to reduce her presence when her master was angry.

Yong'an Marquis Mansion

Since Jiang Shujia listened to her second sister, she began to embroider seriously, trying to save some dowry for herself before getting married so that she could marry more decently.

Jiang Shuxin was very pleased with the changes in her third sister.

"Jiaer, watch your eyes."

Jiang Shujia smiled gently: "I know, second sister."

Sisters Jiang Shulan and Jiang Shuhan came to Nanning Courtyard and were stunned when they saw Jiang Shujia embroidering.

"Sister Jiaer, you haven't been out of the yard much recently."

Jiang Shujia pursed her lips and smiled: "Busy embroidery."

She is better off than her second sister, as she still has three or four years. Although it is not urgent, it would be great if she could earn a little more dowry.