When the little palace maid came, Shen Qingwan's calm and composed demeanor gave her a great shock.
Kneeling there, I didn't have much stability.
The nanny was impatient to see her expression and asked simply, "What did you say? How could a good chicken be burnt like that? Tomorrow is a big banquet and we need one chicken. The substitutes are all raised in the mountain village, not wild chickens. How do you want me to explain this to the higher-ups?"
The tone of his words already acknowledged the irresponsibility of the little palace maid, and he might have intended to give Shen Qingwan some sweet treats.
Ever since the last dispute caused by the Empress, the nanny has seen Shen Qingwan's true strength. Not only in the imperial kitchen, but also in front of the Empress, no matter what, she has the ability to get away with it. Such a talent will never be buried anywhere.
The little palace maid didn't dare to admit the good things she had done, so she naturally had to speak on Murong Wan's side.
"I told Sister Chen all the cooking methods long ago, and even wrote a note and put it in her hand. If you don't believe me, you can check it, Mammy. I didn't lie. Sister Chen was too lazy to rest and missed the time, so she made the chicken like that. Even if she was wrong, Sister Chen dragged me along, and I have something to say."
"Yeah."
Shen Qingwan lifted her skirt and squatted in front of her.
"Lift your head and let me see. Hmm, what a nice face. What good promise did Murong Wan give you? I guess it's a good marriage. She herself is the concubine of the Jin family. It's hard for you to care about this status that is even lower than that of a concubine."
The little palace maid's face turned purple.
"What are you talking about? I would never do such a thing."
"You're pretending quite well. Let me ask you, who and where did you meet last night?"
"I was sleeping at that time and had no chance to see anyone!"
"How about the afternoon before yesterday? Were the fruits under the crabapple tree delicious?"
"I was clearly talking under the ginkgo tree, not the crabapple tree...ah..."
Shen Qingwan clapped her hands, stood up, and circled around him three more times: "You are still too young, lying is not suitable for you, get up, and tell me everything you need to tell me. I know even if you don't tell me that Bai Guo is Murong Wan's favorite. If she wants to talk to you, she will definitely be there. Nanny, I have nothing to do here."
Mammy frowned, "You have to think of a way to fix that chicken. You ruined the chicken on purpose. I'm really worried to death."
Shen Qingwan smiled and said, "Why do I need to ask you, Madam? I've already thought about it. I'll use vegetarian chicken instead. I'll boil the broth from other pheasant chickens and turn it into oil. Isn't that pheasant? It's also a novelty."
“That’s a good idea.”
The nanny's eyes lit up, and she felt even more favorable towards Shen Qingwan, and her expression towards the little palace maid became even more unfriendly.
"You are such a bold servant, you dare to play tricks in front of me. I asked you to tell the truth just now, but you didn't. It's too late now. Go and get the beating. I'll tell you that you don't want the salary for the next six months."
The palace maid was dragged away for execution in a dejected manner, but Murong Wan's face changed.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to protest her injustice, she found that Shen Qingwan had told her everything. She really couldn't argue and was worth making up: "Madam, don't listen to her nonsense. Shen Qingwan is so sharp-tongued and what she said is justified. I didn't go to the white fruit tree at all. I was resting in the room of other palace maids at that time."
That half day was a rest day, so I had the opportunity to take action.
"Why don't you check if there are any ginkgo nuts in your room? Those picked a few days ago are obviously fresh. If they are old, the skins would be dry. If you pick them a few days ago and want to pickle them, they would be put into jars. You can tell the age by opening them. You have such a petty mind and you want to frame me. Forget it."
Murong Wan looked at Shen Qingwan as if she had seen a ghost, and her eyes betrayed her directly.
How come she knows everything...
Qingwan was speechless and was called over by the nanny to sit down and have some tea and snacks.
The steward was very upset when seeing this.
"Moyun, why are you joining in the fun again? Don't you know what kind of person Juanzhi is? You're joining in the fun with them. You have no brains."
This is like lifting a stone right on your feet, it hurts.
The little steward Mo Yun retreated stammeringly and gritting his teeth.
Three people were dealt with in the imperial kitchen in the palace in one day. The worst one was Murong Wan, who was almost labeled a troublemaker and kicked out of the palace. In the end, Leng Xiang pleaded for her. The nanny couldn't save the queen's face, so she beat Murong Wan with thirty sticks and told her to go back and be taken care of.
After all, the queen still needs spies. The imperial kitchen is a good place. It can be used to harm or save people. With such a girl in hand, why not do it
A few days ago, the nanny really made trouble for Leng Xiang and asked her to give up the idea of winning the favor of the Queen. The nanny was still the most capable person under the Queen, but then she arranged for such a little spy to come in, which made her feel uneasy.
There are several more wrinkles around the corners of the eyes.
"Well, I'll let you reform yourself this time, Leng Xiang, don't take advantage of the Queen's love to do stupid things."
Leng Xiang naturally knew that she was criticizing her, so she didn't say anything extra and took Murong Wan back to the room to apply medicine.
Shen Qingwan walked over and took the nanny's arm.
She said affectionately, "Madam is kind and righteous. She knows how to take care of people who are showing off their skills. I want to learn from her. But I am afraid of the Empress, so I don't dare to get close to her."
The nanny was satisfied with her good behavior and decided to promote her a few more times in the future. As for Leng Xiang, well, let's wait and see.
Shen Qingwan was very adept at being a slave, and the queen became a distant existence, just a target to be hit.
Just like that, Leng Xiang and Murong Wan's revenge was completely defeated. Hatred is a useless thing. It has no other effect except making you feel uncomfortable.
In the bedroom, Murong Wan didn't know that Leng Xiang was trying to win her over, and thought she was a fool. She didn't know how to cover up and avoid disasters. She was worried about being used. The two of them were interacting with each other on different logical levels, and Shen Qingwan ate three small bowls of rice in one meal.
At the end of the month, Fu Yuheng arrived as promised, and there was indeed a tall man beside him. He looked haggard after not seeing him for a few days.
Shen Qingwan, wearing the palace dress secretly borrowed from Concubine Shu's palace, sighed frequently.
"Why don't you clean up? Aren't you afraid that Concubine Qi will worry?"
"Is she all right?"
This sentence touched Ye Feng's heart, and he asked.
Shen Qingwan had no choice but to use the pain to wake him up.
"Why are you pinching me, my lady?"
"You are not normal. You will cry when you see Concubine Qi. If you don't want him to cry, then use your sword to shave yourself."
Fu Yuheng opened his mouth, looked at the sword again, but said nothing.
It's hard to believe that Ye Feng really did it because of his short circuit in the brain. Only the upper half of his face is presentable, while the lower half looks like it has been bitten by a dog, it's a horrible sight.
Even when he was in the cold palace, with Shen Qingwan as a burden, he didn't feel much slower.