The First Mistress and Her Three Husbands and Four Servants Chapter 16: A Dragon and a Tiger in the House

  A quilt was thrown over my body, the palace maid helped me up with a respectful attitude, Xuan Yuan Yifei stood still, his expression was very light, so light that no expression could be seen.

  "Since nothing's wrong, let's take Madame down to rest."

  "Yes"

  Xuanyuan Yifei left after finishing his shift. He neither liked nor disliked the elegant and refined atmosphere, but only exploited it for his own use.

  At the time of changing clothes, Xiao Jiu was pacing back and forth in the room, muttering to himself: "You've got it! It's really yours! Go ahead and use my body to blackmail me! Hmph, you bastard!"

  Scold me? Originally wanted to make peace with her, now she scolds me, feeling utterly disappointed, lie down and sleep.

  "You sleep again! You sleep again! Are you a pig?!"

  "Hmm...hmm..."

  "You! You! You stinky man!"

  "Hmm...hmm..." It seems I really rushed her, even scolding out this sentence. As a result, I actually fell asleep.

  When I woke up, it was already afternoon. Xiao Jiu wasn't there, but the doctor was by my side, checking my wound and telling me to be careful as it hadn't healed yet. He said that falling into water could lead to catching a cold, so I was given another bowl of ginger soup.

  This is still the first day in the palace, I feel unbearable. How can I get through the next two days? Forget it, continue sleeping.

  And then another pig's nap.

  It seemed like Feng Xue came over during that time, but I also used sleep to deal with it, and all I heard was her muttering to herself, saying things like "Fortunately, there's still Chu Yue and Nan Gong."

  I don't know how long I slept, but it was a deep sleep. I only woke up when my stomach was growling with hunger. When I got up, it was already afternoon. I felt a bit dizzy and disoriented, as if I had just fallen asleep again.

  Not good, urgent urination.

  After I came out from the pile of grains, I felt hungry. Sometimes being human is just a hassle.

  "The Prince of Yan Yu has arrived." A little palace maid ran over, followed by a crowd, what's going on? Are they watching a star?

  "Go and take a look, go and take a look."

  "I heard Prince Wang is quite handsome."

  "Really, is he even more handsome than the emperor?"

  "Go and take a look then you'll know?"

  Soft feathers... sounds so familiar. Slept too much, headache is killing me.

  Following the fragrance, I found the imperial kitchen. Before entering, a group of people knelt down with a "hula" sound. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform, but his uniform was dark brown in color, while the others were blue.

  "Greetings, Madame Protector of the Country."

  "Never mind, never mind." I strode past them and rushed straight into the kitchen. I'm starving to death, no time to chat with you guys.

  As soon as I see leftover dishes on the table, my eyes turn green and I take them and eat.

  "My lady, you mustn't!"

  "What's wrong with that? Food is for people to eat, I'm not a god." I don't care about them, they're just spinning around in circles over there.

  "Jun Yu, sir, look at this, how can this be?"

  Jun Yu?

  Then he saw the middle-aged man who was called Jun Yu by everyone hastily kneel down: "I deserve to die, let Madam eat this kind of thing."

  I was stunned all of a sudden, how could eating leftover food make someone kneel down?

  "Hmm... got up, this isn't your fault, there were no palace maids at my gate, and I didn't know who to look for, so I came myself." It's indeed strange that there were no palace maids waiting at my gate, it's as if I'm a forgotten person.

  "I deserve death, I'll go make it for the mistress right away!" He said, waving his hand to the chefs behind him. Immediately, the imperial kitchen was bustling with activity.

  I woke up this old man: "Are you surnamed Chunyu?"

  "It is indeed. Your humble servant Shao."

  "Um... may I ask a question?"

  "How dare I? Please ask, madam."

  "Who is Xun Yu in your household?"

  Sun Shao hastily raised his head, surprise and panic crossing his face, before quickly lowering it again: "Reporting to the madam, Xianxian is my servant's daughter."

  "What!" I exclaimed, the kitchen was suddenly filled with a savory aroma, it turned out that our family had been raising a top-notch chef all along, what a waste!

  Sun Yu's old man was startled by me, and he knelt down again: "Madam is generous, if the child has done anything wrong, please forgive him. I'm afraid that my son has been spoiled since childhood, so I beg you to discipline him well."

  I sat on the stool with my eyes wide and my mouth agape. Spoiled and arrogant? How could it sound so much like a girl, I felt like my mouth was going to cramp up. It's really "don't ask don't know", but asking scares me. Why did Xuan Yuan Yi Fei send an ordinary imperial chef's son to my house to make zongzi?

  "Master Chunyu, please get up. I was just surprised because I had lost my memory and only now found out that Xianxian is your son."

  "Thank you, ma'am, I've troubled you."

  "Hmm... That's not it, he... is actually quite well-behaved." It's strange, I feel a chill run down my spine.

  Sun Yu nodded in relief: "Then I can rest assured."

  "Jun Yu, since Xiang Xiang is your son, why does he have martial arts skills?"

  Jun Yu raised his face, looking puzzled for a moment, then suddenly said, "The lady has lost her memory. The Jun Yu family has always been in charge of the imperial kitchen of the Xuan Yuan dynasty, and generation after generation, our children have learned both culinary and martial arts."

  "Oh..."

  Because over the years, there have been many instances of people doing evil in the imperial kitchen, all the cooks inside are skilled in martial arts.

  "Oh~~~~"

  "Madam, the noodles are ready, please eat." Chunyu Yuzhen brought over a steaming hot bowl of noodles from one of the kitchen staff, and the aroma wafting up stirred my appetite. Since Chunyu Shan was good at cooking, I would have to make good use of her when we got back.

  I'm not going to raise rice weevils. Go back and count them, see what those rice weevils can do, and make use of them all.

  A trip to the imperial kitchen allowed me to dig up more information about Xiang Xiang Mi Chong, but these aren't particularly unusual, I'm sure Feng Qing Ya would say the same if asked, it's just that she wouldn't think of them all at once.

  Now I'm getting more and more interested in those rice worms at home. Feng Qingya said that the more I know, the more dangerous it is, I don't know if she's scaring me or not.

  "Empress Dowager Cixi."

  "Empress Dowager Cixi."

  All along the way, people kept bowing their heads to me.

  As I walk, I exercise my calf, my left hand still can't be lifted high, the surface has healed but inside it's still not healed, that bastard, I must eliminate him!

  "Is the lady going to the library?"

  "Book building?" In front of her was a small palace maid, who looked slightly puzzled: "Madam didn't go to the book building? This road leads to the book building, Madam used to come here often."

  "Really." I looked up and saw a three-story small building in the distance, smiled, "Yes, it seems that my memory is slowly recovering."

  The palace maid smiled and left.

  Bookstore? Good idea. Can kill time.

  A sharp pain shot through my shoulder, I furrowed my brow, just in time to go check what the Linglong Treasure Mirror was, something that almost took Qingya's life must be a treasure!