457 pigeon soup

When Si Yu left the court the next day and Lin Su sat in front of the bronze mirror and traced her eyebrows, she suddenly thought that she had been finalized with Chang Xing before, and today was the day when she came here to learn to stew soup.

Her hand paused slightly, then looked at the reflection in the bronze mirror and asked Xia Yan, who was combing her hair. Is the kitchen ready?

"Master, don't worry, yesterday, the maidservant has urged people to clean up the house. There is a stove in the room, but there is no trouble, and the wood is specially prepared. Xia Yan said with a malicious smile.

"I know." Lin Su's light reaction made Xia Yan a little confused, but Lin Su said, "I have always been relieved when you do things. After all, I also have to stay in the kitchen. There should be no talent for such a thing as firewood and tide. In addition, are those ingredients ready?

"Fresh pigeon meat has been prepared. Yuzhu was taken from the imperial hospital, and other materials were also freshly delivered." Xia Yan said succuly, "Master, please rest assured that the things there have just been checked, and everything has been handled, and they will not use those dirty means."

Lin Su nodded and motioned Xia Yan to retreat. She sat alone by the window and looked at the snowflakes that began to slowly float outside in a daze. What on earth should she do? Si Yu's intention to send Chang Xing to her was that he wanted to teach her a good lesson with her hand. However, don't say that she is now a queen, and she is disowned by those dirty means.

Even if it can be used, she is not the kind of person who deliberately targets others for her own selfishness. Another thing that worries her is that the letter handed by Chunyan is really the same as what was written above? Or did she not notice what was hidden in it?

The way this letter was sent seems to be a little irregular. Hasn't Si Yu ever been suspicious?

Not long after Lin Su woke up in the afternoon, Chang Xing arrived at Fuliu Hall. Lin Su looked at her exquisitely dressed and elegantly and smiled and said, "Xing Concubine, wait a minute. I'm going to change my clothes."

Without waiting for Chang Xing to speak, Lin Su entered the inner hall. Soon, he came out in a simple dress and had no wealth and gorgeousness as a queen.

"This..." Chang Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Su's clean face with a trace of pink jade-like warmth.

"Let's go. The emperor sent a message before that there are not many political affairs today, and he may come to have some snacks in the afternoon. If you start to make soup at this time, you can almost catch up with the emperor. Lin Su said and took the lead in walking outside. Although Chang Xing was a little puzzled, he immediately followed him.

The kitchen was newly cleaned up. When Lin Su and Chang Xing went in together, the maid of honor retreated to the door and stopped the maid beside Chang Xing.

Chang Xing was stunned for a moment before saying, "Queen, Qingyue and Lanxing are the maids of honor served by my side..."

"You came to learn how to make soup from me and prepare to make soup for the emperor. It seems that there is no need for a maid to serve here, right? Lin Su looked back at Chang Xing with a smile and said, "Things are ready. Now you just need to raise the fire and set up the pot to stew the soup. Is it possible that the so-called hand-cooked soup is just a matter of words?"

Chang Xing was put up by Lin Su, but even if she understood that Lin Su was deliberately like this, she still felt a dilemma. The person who spoke was her, and the person who spoke was Si Yu. If she quit now because of Lin Su's difficulties, as long as today's words spread, not to mention competing for favor, I'm afraid that Si Yu would not even look at her.

Therefore, she smiled and said, "The Queen is right, it's just making a fire..." She looked at the cuttered wood piled aside with some embarrasment, "My concubine has never tried, I'm afraid it's still..."

Lin Su looked back at her, slightly rolled up her sleeves and showed her wrists. Then she moved the wood and straw next to her stove and stuffed them into the stove. Then she picked up the fire fold beside her and gently blew it twice, and lit the straw. In a short time, the stove burned.

After doing all this, Lin Su turned his head and looked at Chang Xing, with a smile on his face.

"Star concubine, if you can't keep up..." Lin Su restrained the smile on his face, "Then at night, the emperor will come and drink your soup."

Chang Xing was stunned and didn't care about the politeness of Lin Su's face. He gritted his teeth and learned from Lin Su to move the wood next to her stove. Although Lin Su urged tightly, she subconsciously checked whether the firewood was dry.

Lin Su looked coldly at the small actions she made. As the queen of the lord of the six palaces, how could she use wet firewood? Only after watching Changxing light the stove strangely, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "The pigeon meat should be treated first, over hot water, and then seasoned..."

Without giving Chang Xing time to react, Lin Su quickly put it on the pot, boiled the fresh cut meat and removed the blood in it, and immediately poured it into the basin for seasoning. Chang Xing straightened up and looked at her skillful movements, was slightly stunned, and then said, "Empress..."

Lin Su turned around, and Chang Xing said, "...it seems that you often cook?"

"The emperor likes the taste of home cooking, and how much he likes the exquisite and gorgeous dishes made in the imperial dining room." Lin Su squeezed his lips and smiled, "Slipped up your pot, star concubine, your movements have fallen behind."

Chang Xing was stunned for a moment, and Lin Su said again, "The fire is going out. Remember to add firewood!"

Hearing her words, Chang Xing realized that she subconsciously grabbed the firewood beside her and was about to throw it into the stove. As a result, she only felt a tingling on the tip of her hand, and she couldn't help shouting and throwing away the firewood in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Lin Su turned around and saw Chang Xing holding his right hand, and bright red blood beads were emerging from her index finger. Hurt?" She frowned and said, "Wash your fingers in clean water to see if there are any burrs in it."

With that, Lin Su walked over, grabbed Chang Xing's unresponsive hand and put it into the water beside him to clean it, and then looked down and said, "There are no burrs in it. It's not a big problem." After a pause, Lin Su let go of her hand. "Be careful when holding firewood. Although these firewoods are split thinly for easy combustion, there will always be more or less burrs on them."

Chang Xing's eyes were slightly red, and he looked down at his fingers.

Seeing that she was so muffled, Lin Su could only whisper, "If your fingers hurt, let's stop here today?"