Chapter 505: The Vase of Cannon Fodder in the Machiavellian Story (18)
Before Jiang Lai could speak, Xiao He choked out.
"It's only been a few bites and you can't eat anymore. Didn't you say that these are all good things? What's wrong? I've given you this good thing, but you still dislike it?"
Aunt Zhao stretched her neck and tried to swallow the sticky and rotten pig skin in her mouth, her face turned red and she continued to quibble.
"How can I eat these good things when I'm old? Princess, what do you mean by this? I've watched you grow up, and now I've followed you here. Don't you want me by doing this? ”
Seeing her nose and tears running down her face, Jiang Lai knocked on the plate in front of him and laughed hard.
"Aunt Zhao, if I hadn't thought of you for bringing me up since I was a child, do you think you still have the life to sit here and eat your own food?"
When Aunt Zhao heard this, she was shocked, her legs went limp like noodles, and she knelt down with a plop.
"Princess, what mistake did this old slave make in beheading?"
A dead duck has a tough mouth.
Jiang Lai slowly slapped a deed of betrayal on the table.
"Is this your son's?"
Aunt Zhao didn't know much about literacy, but she still knew the name of the prostitute and her son.
She raised her head suddenly, panic visible to the naked eye.
"Prince Concubine...Prince Concubine, you come to me for everything and it has nothing to do with my son!"
"I understand. I'm not that unreasonable master. It's just that your son is still working as a clerk in my house. How dare you betray the master? It was you who pushed your son into the fire pit. What does it have to do with me? ?”
When Aunt Zhao heard this, her eyes rolled around crazily and then she finally let go.
Jiang Lai must have known everything when he said this, and no matter how hard he spoke, it would only make the situation worse.
"My crime deserves to be punished by death. It is not a pity for me to die! Princess, please spare my son. Even if you chop off my head, I will never cry out for injustice."
Xiao He glared.
"Why are you complaining? Whose slave are you? The Jiang family raises you, your man, and your son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. The food and housing of three generations belong to our lady. How dare you, an old man, turn your elbows outward! You Damn it!”
In Xiao He's eyes, there is no crime more serious in the world than betraying the master.
Aunt Zhao didn't dare to raise her head when she was scolded, because she had indeed accepted other people's money and prepared some fatty meats and sweets for Jiang Lai as instructed.
"Princess, please spare me. I can do anything you ask me to do. Please spare my life!"
Seeing that Aunt Zhao was about to cry, Jiang Lai put his index finger to his mouth.
"Shh, it's late at night, don't disturb others to rest."
Jiang Lai yawned as he spoke.
"Continue to prepare food for me as she said."
"I don't dare anymore, I really..."
"Shut up and do whatever I ask you to do. The lives of your children and grandchildren are in my hands. Be obedient and I can leave them a way to live."
Now Aunt Zhao didn't dare to say anything at all.
"In addition to preparing meals for me, don't you also prepare meals for others? Do as I say and add what you add to my meals every day to that person's meals. Do you hear me?"
Aunt Zhao was doing everything right now, nodding her head repeatedly for fear that Jiang Lai would regret it, so she would drag her out and beat her to death in a rage.
I reacted belatedly and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
It turned out that the princess knew that he was adding extra medicine to her meals every day.
I thought I could hide it just now, but unexpectedly, she actually knew everything...
Aunt Zhao was completely honest now, all her little thoughts before had been suppressed, and she only dared to do what Jiang said.
Early the next morning, Zhao Ziyan got up and jogged in the yard. Because the yard was surrounded by evergreen trees, walking among them was as relaxing and comfortable as walking in the forest.
After running back, the maid had prepared hot water. Zhao Ziyan had become more and more accustomed to using this kind of wooden tub bath. Taking a soak here every morning to remove moisture can make her body healthier.
Half an hour after taking a bath, I started having breakfast.
Her breakfast has always been well-coordinated. According to her requirements, protein is added to vegetables, and whole grains are supplemented as staple food.
Same thing today, boiled beef and japonica rice porridge.
In this ancient time when beef was rarely eaten, Zhao Ziyan still had to eat some every day because it was high-quality protein, which allowed her to supplement enough nutrients even when she was full, and finally maintained a well-proportioned figure.
"Miss, this fruit...is a little stale."
Looking at the grapes brought over by the slave, Zhao Ziyan frowned.
"Why is there only this kind of thing?"
The grapes scattered on a plate were all black at the ends, dull in color and wrinkled on the skin. They looked like defective products torn from the grape bunches. They were all given to her on the plate.
Seeing the obvious displeasure on Zhao Ziyan's face, the maid quickly explained.
"The cook said that's all we have."
"Aren't these purchased every day? Why are these the only ones left? What about the fresh ones?"
Zhao Ziyan was dissatisfied.
The fruits purchased every day in the mansion are all fresh, picked and delivered, and the rest are distributed to the messy women in the backyard.
Looking like this, it's as if someone else had picked them out and left them for her!
The maid didn't dare to speak. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that. She was the one who was left alone.
Zhao Ziyan pushed the plate away.
"Take it down and throw it away."
What a waste to throw it away, it's just a little stale, it's not that it's inedible.
The maid murmured in her heart, but still carried it out as she said, but that was a different story.
After not eating fresh fruit for a day, Zhao Ziyan became increasingly dissatisfied.
It wasn't that she needed these things much, she just wanted to know whose stomach the things that should have belonged to her were now in.
But she had no say in matters in the courtyard. To outsiders, she was just a female doctor, so she could only talk to Chu Yunxuan about these matters.
Just for a piece of fruit, Chu Yunxuan frowned after hearing this.
"It's just a plate of grapes. If you want to eat them, buy them."
"Just a plate of grapes? Where did the fresh ones go? Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"
Chu Yunxuan was worried about matters in the court. Hearing the other party keep questioning him and refusing to give in, he felt irritated.
"Then what do you think? Whose problem do you think it is? Is it possible that I still have to take care of the grapes in the backyard?"
It's just a portion of grapes. Is it worth such a fuss?
Zhao Ziyan looked at him with wide eyes. She looked a little colder because of her dark eyes.
"Chu Yunxuan, you don't care about me anymore."
"Just because you didn't have fresh grapes this morning?"
Chu Yunxuan just felt unreasonable.
He had so many important national affairs to deal with, and now he was discussing a plate of grapes.
Now that he is no longer a fragile and sensitive abandoned prince in the cold palace, he has no time to think about a woman's thoughts. (End of chapter)