Chapter 408: Not a Bride, Be an Old Mother 6
She has not forgotten how deserted her new house was in her last life.
These noble ladies have their own upbringing, and they will not easily say something to add insult to injury, but if they want to get closer, that is not possible.
Xiao Jinan's approach has already destined her to not be a mistress who will be valued by her husband. Her background is not high, so in the future, let alone being fed up.
Even with daily mundane duties, she, the titular Crown Princess, could not get involved in them.
Xiao Jinan never takes her out.
So for many years to come, when the Pingyang Palace was mentioned, the world only knew Gu Qingcheng but not Lin Chunhuan.
The night gradually deepened, and everyone in the new house had left. After confirming that no one would come again, Lin Chunhuan breathed a sigh of relief and took off the phoenix crown on her head that was weighing her down. .
When I touched the marks on my forehead, the wisps of pain seemed so unreal.
Until the moment when she sat in front of the dressing table, Lin Chunhuan was still in a daze, still unable to believe that she actually married Xiao Cen and became Princess Pingyang!
"Lin Chunhuan, are you dreaming?"
Looking at the face in the mirror, Lin Chunhuan let out a sigh of relief and rubbed her cheeks vigorously.
But when she thought about having to sleep with Xiao Cen soon, the memories of her last life before she died immediately swept over her body like a tide. It was so cold and wet that she couldn't breathe or move.
“Dong-dong-dong.”
“Who!”
The sudden knock on the door startled Lin Chunhuan, and her tone was particularly cold.
The person outside the door seemed to be frightened, and after a while he responded weakly: "Returning to the princess, the slave is Hui'er from the kitchen. The prince couldn't get away for a while, so he ordered the slave to come I’ll bring you some food.”
The tense body slowly relaxed when he heard the soft female voice, and Lin Chunhuan breathed a sigh of relief. Today's banquet is greasy, and the prince specially ordered the kitchen to cook it according to your taste. "Huier is a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
Maybe it was because I had been working in the kitchen, so even though I had changed into clean clothes, I still smelled faintly of oil smoke.
This kind of smell made Lin Chunhuan feel at ease, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
"The prince is interested." Lin Chunhuan pursed his lips and smiled, but when he saw the dishes on the table, his smile was a bit cold, "How does the prince know my taste? "
"Of course Mr. Lin said it himself."
Hui'er said casually: "According to the rules, your family cannot come to the wedding banquet, so the prince specially sent someone to ask. "
"Why, the princess doesn't like these dishes?" Halfway through, Huier seemed to realize that Lin Chunhuan's face was not so pretty, "Slave. Take it away and bring you another dish!”
"No need."
Stop Huier's hand that was about to take away the plate, Lin Chunhuan raised his head and smiled and said, "That's all, it's pretty good."
Huier was still very uneasy. But when he saw Lin Chunhuan actually picking up the chopsticks and eating in small bites, and she didn't seem to be feeling any discomfort, he breathed a sigh of relief and stayed at the side to serve the dishes.
Originally, it was not the turn of a kitchen girl to do such a thing.
But there is no other way. The palace is too clean. It is so clean that except for the kitchen and laundry room, the people serving closely are servants and guards, and there is no maid at all.
How could the Lin family know her taste?
Lin Chunhuan laughed while eating. She had not been back home for ten years. Even when she was waiting for marriage in the Lin family for half a month, she had not even had a meal at the same table with that family. Those people didn't even care about her life or death, so how could they care about what she liked to eat.
I was afraid that the palace sent someone to ask, and the Lin family couldn't give an answer, so they randomly reported some of Lin Chunuan's favorite foods to fool them.
Looking at the sweet and sour dishes on the table, Lin Chunhuan swallowed them expressionlessly.
Her mother is from Sichuan and Chongqing, and she has also loved eating spicy food since she was a child. Even in a place like a nunnery, where chili peppers are not allowed to be eaten on weekdays, she will eat them secretly.
Sometimes she was discovered by the masters in the nunnery and was beaten with a ruler, which made her palms burn and hurt. She would still dare to do it next time!
Of course, life in the nunnery was not easy. To put it bluntly, it was poverty. She often ate one meal before finishing the next, and she never wasted food, even if it was something she didn't like. Same thing.
“I’ve eaten.”
“When will the prince come?”
Hui'er shook her head as she put away the dishes, "I don't know, but Master Mu Qing has been waiting outside just now, and he seems to have brought Ya Po with him."
Sure enough, as soon as Hui'er left, Mu Qing came from behind. Entered the door.
Mu Qing is Xiao Cen's personal bodyguard, and his status in the palace is equivalent to that of half a master. When he saw Lin Chunhuan, he also bowed respectfully, "See you, Princess."
"The prince has given instructions. The princess did not bring a dowry when she got married, so he asked his subordinates to find Yapo and ask you to choose a few girls to serve in the courtyard. Everyone has brought them, and the princess will choose according to her eyes."
Mu Qing was never sloppy in doing things, and soon, a group of pretty little girls stood in front of him.
Seeing these little girls, Lin Chunhuan thought of someone, turned to look at Ya Po and said, "Is that all? Do any of them know how to read and write?"
"It's better to be able to read a little bit. For a simple calculation, it would be better if you understand the rules of the big family."
Ya Po was stunned by these words, "My dear, your requirements are too high, a girl like this has to be young. Cultivation, I want to find it temporarily, then..."
Ya Po stopped mid-sentence.
“Don’t tell me, there really is such a person, but she is a bit hot-tempered, I don’t know the princess...”
"What's your name?"
"Dong Ling'er, the guilty minister, was sold to a villain by the Jiaofang Division a few days ago. He is literate and proficient in numeracy, but he has a bad temper and a tough temper. He is not suitable for serving others!"
Mu Qing frowned as he heard this, "The surname is Dong? Is this the daughter of the Minister of Household Affairs who was dismissed half a year ago?"
Ya Po? He nodded repeatedly and said: "That's right! But this Dong Ling'er was born outside the family. Her father didn't enjoy the slightest blessing, but he suffered all the sins together. Look, who can you ask to explain this..."
Before Ya Po finished speaking, she turned her head, met Lin Chunhuan's smiling eyes, and immediately closed her mouth.
Lin Chunhuan then nodded and said: "Then let's take this. When will the person be sent here?"
"Since it is the person that the princess wants, I will clean up the person and bring him here early tomorrow morning!"
"The princess." Mu Qing frowned, "After all, she is the daughter of the guilty minister. Otherwise, you should consider it. With so many people here, there is no shortage of Dong Ling'er."
Lin Chunhuan didn't have much reaction to Mu Qing's words. She just raised her eyes and looked at him, "Why, the Pingyang Prince's Palace is so big, but it's just Dong Ling'er, and you don't dare to use it?"
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