Chapter 297

Today, cloves come to get tonic soup.

When she got the letter from the small kitchen, mother he personally put a small black sand pot into a small basket and handed it to Aunt Meng.

Although aunt Meng and mother he have no name as teachers and disciples, her cooking skills are taught by mother he, so they have always been close. Aunt Meng is also a person whom mother he trusts very much. On weekdays, she handed soup to the West courtyard. Obviously, she could find a little eunuch to give her hand, but mammy he never let it be fake by others. Aunt Meng went there herself.

Those who came out of the palace have always been cautious.

Aunt Meng went to the gate of Jingtai hall, gave lilac the basket in her hand, and took a basket from lilac.

"Bother aunt Meng again."

"What's the trouble? Go quickly."

After lilac left, aunt Meng turned and entered the door.

Without taking two steps, I saw a little palace man coming towards her.

The little palace man was young and looked about fourteen. He was wearing a pink jacket and a moon white pleated skirt. Melon face, a pair of big and flickering peach eyes, pink cherry mouth, narrow waist, as thin as a willow.

Seeing those eyes, aunt Meng thought of what Xiaodou said yesterday and was right in her heart.

Aunt Meng had not seen these people, but she had not been in close contact, so she looked at them. At this time, I just met head-on and saw it clearly.

A thought flashed through her mind. It was very similar.

But it's just eyes, and it looks like God.

Aunt Meng passed quietly. The little palace man glanced at her with curiosity in her eyes.

Seeing Ji Da's palace men passing by that year, Qian Xi went to the palace gate and saw the little eunuch guarding the gate, with a sweet smile on his face.

"Little plum father-in-law, who is that aunt? Why do maidservants see her coming here and delivering things outside every day?"

"That's aunt Meng from the kitchenette. She sends tonic soup to Mrs. Hua."

Qian Xi was puzzled and said with a smile, "who is Mrs. Hua? Why does aunt Meng send her tonic soup?"

Little plum glanced at her and said, "don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Who is Mrs. Hua and whether you can ask. I also said several times that father-in-law Fu has orders. You little palace people are not allowed to go out of the gate of Jingtai hall without the permission of the above. Don't always come here if you're free."

"Oh, thank you for your advice."

Qian Xi smiled timidly and turned her head to show her anger.

Lilac came back with a meal.

After Ding LAN and Chuncao had arranged their meals, they went down to eat, leaving only lilac to serve.

"Madam, have some soup before you eat."

Clove opened the lid of the small sand jar, took a small white porcelain bowl and scooped out most of the bowl with a spoon.

Xiaohua took it and drank it with a small spoon.

"HMM... Mammy's craftsmanship is getting better and better, and the soup is really delicious." she enjoyed her eyes narrowed, and the corners of her eyes were half narrowed.

The lilac gave a light sigh, and the floret looked up.

"Look, madam."

I saw a piece of oil paper the size of a thumb belly stuck on the back of the cover of the small sand can. Clove pulled it with her hand, and the oil paper fell off. It turned out that the oil paper was stuck on the cover with a small lump of dough.

The oil paper was folded. When the clove was opened, there was a very small piece of paper in it.

Xiaohua put down her bowl and took it.

A few small words were written on the note. Come to the small kitchen.

The soup was sent by mammy he, and the earthen pot came out of the small kitchen. That means this little note was handed over from the small kitchen.

Xiaohua thought of mother he in an instant.

Clove turned over the oil paper again and said, "madam, there's nothing else."

"It's all right. This should be what mother he handed me."