They are all concubines, so of course they choose the future emperor.

Cui Yan said this and asked the maid to go back and get it.

Because Zhu Zhiwen often sent things that were not convenient to send to the big kitchen, Prince Jing had a small kitchen built in Nianyun Pavilion.

After a while, the cook from Nianyun Pavilion came over with her servants.

The sea bass were packed in tall barrels filled with seawater specially transported from the seaside. There were more than a dozen fish in a barrel, and it was considered good if there were three left by the time they arrived in the capital.

There are two left in this bucket.

The cook was also hired by Zhu Zhiwen. She can cook dishes with Jingzhou style, as well as Huaiyang, Shandong and other cuisines.

This is different from Jiang Wanyue’s cook.

Her cook is better at preparing meals for pregnant women. The dishes she makes are light in taste but very nutritious. She can also make many delicious medicinal foods.

Cui Yan's cook cooks dishes with richer taste.

To put it bluntly, it tastes better.

The two cooks got together to discuss how to cook the fish. One suggested steaming it, while the other suggested coating it with flour, frying it, and pouring sweet and sour sauce over it.

The final decision was made by Jiang Wanyue.

When Jiang Wanyue heard this, she chose the sweet and sour one without hesitation.

Then she saw her cook looking at her sadly.

Jiang Wanyue felt guilty for a moment and tried to look away.

She waited for lunch to be ready and ate to her heart's content.

Her cook secretly hid behind the door and watched her master eat happily, even finishing the rice with the soup. She pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time. Then she turned around and ran to find the cook of Nianyun Pavilion, begging her to teach her.

"I won't learn in vain. If you teach me how to cook this fish, I will teach you one of my family's traditional dishes. How about that?"

"I want to learn two."

The other person stretched out two fingers and shook them.

The cook gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"

The two of them agreed, and the other party was also a straightforward person, so he started teaching immediately.

The cook learned quickly, and by the evening, she had cooked about 70% of the dish.

The next day, Jiang Wanyue was somewhat surprised to see the same sweet and sour fish as yesterday.

"Who did this?"

Xing'er, who was in charge of serving the meal, replied immediately.

"It's Madam Zhou!"

The cook’s surname is Zhou.

Xiuchun picked up a piece of fish belly meat and put it in the small bowl. Jiang Wanyue took a bite and felt that it tasted very similar to what she had eaten yesterday. She couldn't help but praise it.

"It tastes good, but the sour taste is not that strong, and it has a fresh fragrance. Is it the rose vinegar that Madam Zhou made herself?"

Mrs. Zhou, the chef, was still hiding in the old place and eavesdropping. When she heard this, she went back happily.

She was not seeking rewards. She was happy as long as she saw that her master enjoyed the food she cooked.

After that, Jiang Wanyue would have a fish for lunch every day.

Not all of them are sea fish, sometimes they are fresh carp and crucian carp, and sometimes they are dried fish. The cooking methods are different and the taste is also strange.

But Jiang Wanyue enjoyed the meal very much.

The Jiang family heard that Jiang Wanyue had recently become fond of eating sea fish, so they specially asked someone to buy some for her.

However, it is not easy to transport sea fish, and it was the Emperor’s Birthday Festival recently. The Jiang family spent several days to find a family that would deliver fish to the palace every now and then.

Jiang Wanyue no longer has to worry about fish to eat.

But this is too soft to control.

Although both of them were pregnant, Prince Jing did not pay as much attention to her as Jiang Wanyue.

Although the princess is quite caring towards her, can the princess compare with the prince?

She married a prince, not a princess!

Guan Rou had to protect her fetus, so she had been bedridden all this time. Even if she was angry, she could only sulk by herself and there was nothing she could do.

When Guan Rou thought about how the Jiang family had asked people for help and used connections everywhere just to buy the fish that Jiang Wanyue loved, she couldn't help it and sat up to write a letter to her parents' home.

Her parents' home is far away, but it's not like she's dead!

Guan Rou wrote a long letter and had it sent out.

But before the letter reached its destination, she received a letter from her mother.

Judging from the time, this letter was written half a month ago.

Guan Rou couldn't wait to open it, but after reading it, she was so angry that she crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground, then burst into tears at the desk.

The maid came in and was startled.

"What's wrong, auntie?"

She put down the medicine to preserve the pregnancy and hurried over to comfort her.

"You're pregnant! Don't cry all the time. It's not good for the baby."

Guan Rou took a breath, stopped crying, and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"I'm fine, get out!"

The maid wanted to persuade her further, but Guan Rou had already turned around, so she had to leave.

Before walking out, she picked up the ball of paper on the ground, flattened it and placed it on the table.

Guan Rou didn't even look at it.

She stared at the bowl of medicine with an unpleasant expression.

She has been taking this medicine every day recently. It tastes bad and tastes bad, and makes her want to vomit every time she takes it.

She wanted to change the prescription several times, but the princess would not allow it, saying that good medicine tasted bitter and asked her to just bear with it.

Tolerate!

How long has she endured it?

She had been enduring before she had a child, and even had to greet that idiot Xie Lanxi with a smile. Now that she has a child, she still has to endure it. Does she have to endure it again after the child is born?

Then why did she work so hard to plan all this?

Isn't it just to live a happier life?

When she thought about the contents of the letter, she couldn't help wanting to cry.

The prince finally paid some attention to her. She thought that after the child was born, the prince would come more often. Even if it was just for the child, she would have a place in his heart, unlike before when he would not remember her for a month.

But her mother wanted to send a cousin over here!

He said he wanted to help her share the burden, as he was worried that she would not be able to serve the prince while pregnant and would lose his heart.

Listen, is this something a mother would say? !

It was obvious that her uncle's family saw that she was pregnant and had the attention of the prince, so they also wanted to get a piece of the pie!

What cousin!

Pooh!

A vixen!

Guan Rou gritted her teeth.

"You want to take things from me? Dream on!"

She muttered softly.

"When I give birth to a son, none of you will have an easy life!"

Guan Rou took another deep breath, picked up the bowl of medicine, and swallowed it in big gulps.

But Guan Rou didn't know that even for Jiang Wanyue, not everything went smoothly.

Once September is over, it will be October.

There is a very important day this month, which is the emperor’s birthday, the Wanshou Festival.

In addition, the emperor is turning fifty this year, and since it is an integer, it is natural to have a grand celebration, so the palace began preparations very early.

Each government office had also started preparing birthday gifts early on.

The birthday gift issue has nothing to do with Jiang Wanyue. She is just a concubine and doesn't need to worry about these things.

Jiang Wanyue was worried about another thing.

She had been feeling some movement in her stomach recently, and her belly would tighten from time to time, and occasionally there would be cramps. After examining her, Dr. Zeng said that the birth would happen in the next few days, and asked her to prepare quickly.

The delivery room had been cleaned up long ago, and with the four maids there, Jiang Wanyue didn't have to worry about these things.

She was just worried. The Wanshou Festival was coming soon. What if the child was born on that day and Prince Jing's wife would not be there at that time? What if something happened?

I don't know who proposed it, but the emperor insisted on holding the birthday banquet in the palace this year.

This palace is located a hundred miles away from the capital. It’s not far, but it’s also close. It takes a whole day for a carriage to go back and forth. If something really happens, by the time people get back, it’s too late.

The closer it got to the birthday party, the more anxious Jiang Wanyue became.