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"Yes, it's the Emperor and the Empress."

Seeing her confused look, she had no idea why Fu Ling suddenly mentioned this.

Fu Ling explained, "You know I'm going to get married in the future, and the man I've chosen is a free-spirited person. We'll travel the country together in the future. However, the only thing I'm worried about is my mother, and you're the person I trust the most. I'll feel more at ease with you by her side. Qin'er, I'm handing this important task over to you. Can you handle it?"

"Your Highness, you are a princess of a country, how can you marry anyone you want? Even if you like someone, His Majesty and the Queen will not agree." Qin'er was worried that her dear Highness would do something stupid because of love, so she quickly persuaded her to change her mind.

"What if the Emperor and the Empress agree?" Fu Ling asked calmly.

Qin'er was speechless for a moment, and her heart felt more bitter than if she had eaten bitter gourd.

She didn't know how to answer. If she agreed, it would be difficult for her to see Her Royal Highness the Princess in the future. If she didn't agree, wouldn't she be disappointing Her Royal Highness's expectations of her?

Seeing that she was in a dilemma, Fu Ling smiled slightly: "Don't be so sad, it's not like I won't return to the palace. I will come back every year, and you can see me then. This matter is serious, I can't rest assured to entrust it to anyone but you."

After a moment, Qin Er nodded heavily, as if she had made up her mind. "I will definitely live up to your trust, Your Highness, and take good care of the Queen with all my heart."

In fact, Qin'er is not stupid. She thought of the deeper intention of His Highness, which was to find her a golden thigh so that she would not be bullied when she left.

Tears couldn't help falling again. Fu Ling stood up and rubbed her little head: "Silly girl, it's not a life-and-death separation, why are you crying?"

"Your Highness, you can't say that carelessly. It's taboo." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't help but spit three times: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, pooh, what Your Highness said just now doesn't count. It doesn't count."

What a sentimental little girl. It was just a piece of cake for her, but it made Qin'er burst into tears of gratitude.

"Qin'er, I'm going to paint in the elegant pavilion today. You don't have to wait on me. Tell the kitchen that I want to have antique soup for lunch today."

Gudong Soup is a name for hot pot in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and it got its name from the "gulp" sound made when food is put into boiling water.

"Then I will personally supervise and prepare your favorite dishes for you, Princess."

Although the little girl looks mentally retarded, she is actually very dedicated to her work. As long as it is about Xuanyuan Ling, she can arrange everything for you clearly.

What a pity. If he were in China, Fu Ling would want to train him to be his right-hand man.

But things in the world are unpredictable and not everything can go as planned. It is impossible for Fu Ling to tell her all his secrets just because he thinks she is good.

Qin'er first accompanied Fu Ling to the Yage, and then went to the small kitchen to convey her meaning.

The real Xuanyuan Ling likes to paint, but her style is different from Fu Ling's. Fu Ling is best at figure painting, while she likes to be free and at ease among mountains and rivers.

She seldom left the palace, let alone traveled around. Most of her paintings were copied from the works of various masters, or were drawn based solely on her imagination, so they appear very beautiful, like a fairy tale world.

The reason why she wanted to paint was not because she was itching to show off her skills. Instead, she thought that tomorrow was the emperor's birthday. As the king of a country, he must have seen all kinds of rare treasures, so she decided to give him something different.

What could be more precious than a portrait, especially one that was a combination of the emperor and the empress? With Fu Ling's painting skills, she was confident that the emperor would like it.

However, there were no watercolors or oil paints in ancient times. The ancients often used "Danqing" as a synonym for painting. "Dan" refers to cinnabar, and its mineralogical name is cinnabar; "qing" refers to azurite, and its mineralogical name is azurite. Both are commonly used pigments in heavy color paintings.

After much deliberation, Fu Ling finally chose the original materials and used cinnabar and other mineral materials to complete the painting.

In order to cultivate his character, Fu Ling once wrote beautiful calligraphy, and painting with a brush was no problem for him.

After all, it was a gift to the emperor, so she painted it with extreme care, almost blocking out any outside noise and devoting herself to it wholeheartedly.

Qin'er came several times and saw that Fu Ling was concentrating on painting, so she didn't dare to disturb him. She asked several times from the kitchen when the meal would be served, but was repeatedly turned away.

She knew the princess's temperament. Although she would not be punished for interrupting her, it would make her master unhappy. After that experience, she would no longer make such a low-level mistake.

It took Fu Ling two hours to complete this painting. She had seen Xuanyuan Ling's works. After finishing the painting, she left her own seal and wrote the word "Ling" in front of the seal.

If you just copy someone else's copy, even if you come here in person, you won't be able to tell which one is the pirated one.

"We're done!" Fu Ling was very satisfied with the painting, and because the paint was not completely dry yet, he was not in a hurry to put it away.

"Your Highness!"

"Done. I'm a little hungry. How are the preparations in the kitchen?"

"Your Highness, the kitchen is ready. I will bring you the meal right away."

"Okay, it's quiet and elegant here. Let's dine in the Yage courtyard. Remember to bring plenty of chopsticks."

Although she didn't know what the princess wanted so many chopsticks for, since she had given the order, Qin'er quickly agreed.

Fu Ling came down from the elegant pavilion. There was a pavilion in the courtyard with a stone table in it, facing a small river full of lotus flowers. It was the season when lotus flowers were in full bloom, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

It didn't take long before Qin'er was followed by seven or eight palace maids and eunuchs, holding all kinds of fresh ingredients in their hands.

The copper stove was engraved with dragon patterns and was larger than Fu Ling had imagined, easily enough for four or five people to dine together.

The ingredients were laid out, leaving only Qin'er and another senior palace maid named Xiang Qing, who was in charge of all the affairs of Fengling Palace.

"You two should stop standing around serving me food and eat together."

When these words were spoken, both Qin'er and Xiang Qing looked surprised.

Although Xuanyuan Ling was nice to the palace maids in the past, he grew up in the palace since he was a child. As members of the royal family, they had their own set of rules for eating. There was no precedent for him to dine with the palace maids.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but this is against etiquette." Xiang Qing bowed and refused.

Qin Er also nodded in agreement: "Your Highness, I am not hungry yet. You eat first and I will boil some food for you."

"I'm telling you, this ancient soup is only delicious when there are many people. Otherwise, there are so many dishes that you can't finish them. This rule is dead and alive. Don't pay attention to those empty things."

The two were still a little hesitant. If it got out that their master and servant were to have dinner together, they would be criticized by outsiders. They didn't want their master to be criticized.

"What are you still hesitating about? Are my words no longer effective?" Fu Ling pretended to look stern.

The two exchanged glances, and Qin'er went all out, smiling as she sat on Fu Ling's right. "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."