Nian Xiaoqiao didn't know that she was completely disliked by the Queen Mother Dong, so she was lying on the bed as a salted fish.

Yin Qiu and the other two looked at Nian Xiaoqiao worriedly, lowered their voices and said, "Is the imperial concubine bullying our empress? Otherwise, why would the empress not even need to refresh us?"

Liuying gritted her teeth: "It must be, otherwise who would give so many things for no reason?!"

Leng Hua glared: "This is... a slap to a sweet date?!"

Qingluo whispered: "You guys are you feeling sad if you didn't see the Empress?"

The four palace maids' dissatisfaction with the imperial concubine exploded on the spot, and they even thought about whether they should teach the imperial concubine a lesson. At this moment, Nian Xianyu finally spoke, and she asked Yinqiu for help: "Yinqiu...wuwu...you please help me find some hawthorn tea."

"Hawthorn tea?" Yin Qiu hurriedly walked in and said in surprise, "Grandma, why do you want hawthorn tea?"

Nian Xiaoqiao looked up and said pitifully: "The Imperial Concubine has fed me too many pastries. I'm so full that I want hawthorn tea to digest it."

Yinqiu and the four: "???"

What the hell?

Have you eaten too much?!

The few people looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes were filled with shock and glory. It turned out that they were wrongly blamed the Imperial Concubine!!!

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, how much capital has the imperial concubine spent on her?

After all, pastries are not cheap!

"Yinqiu..." A salted fish began to scream again, "Go quickly..."

Yinqiu hurriedly went to make food for Nian Xiaoqiao from the hawthorn tea, thinking in his mind how to thank the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine is so good, she can't make her lose too much.

That night, Nian Xiaoqiao changed into a simple dress and arrived at Taiqing Palace. Looking at the ingredients in the kitchen, she felt like she "don't want to eat" first, so she finally decided to cook a shrimp and crab porridge and then a light side dish.

Of course, the most important thing is to bake dried fish for the tiger.

Cooking shrimp and crab porridge looks simple, but it is a big question to make the porridge rotten and taste delicious and sweet. Nian Xiaoqiao has been guarding the stove, rolling the porridge water from time to time, and his eyes are extremely focused.

You must be very careful when baking dried fish. The cat's stomach is weak and the tiger cannot make the stomach hurt.

When Feng Su stepped into the kitchen, she saw such a serious and devoted little girl. She was standing next to the stove, staring at the porridge and dried fish, and she couldn't bear to blink.

The golden crab paste has been melted into the porridge water, and as the flames roll, it makes a "gurgle" sound.

The dried fish has a unique shape, and the strips are roasted golden and attractively, crisp and beautiful.

The bitter cold wind outside was silenced here, and the blood and corpse that covered his eyes this afternoon seemed like a nightmare, everything was beautiful and warm.

After a long time, Nian Xiaoqiao finally discovered something abnormal. When she raised her eyes and found someone coming, she showed an extremely sweet smile.

"Master Qianzhang! You are here!"

Feng Su curled the corners of his lips and stepped beside her. He found that there were only shrimp and crab porridge, side dishes and dried fish today. He said inexplicably: "Why did you eat this little today? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Nian Xiaoqiao was a little surprised. After all, it would be uncomfortable if she couldn't eat it. Isn't this saying that she is a foodie?

The little girl's cheeks were slightly red: "It's not...it's just, I just ate too much in the afternoon..."

Feng Su was surprised. Will this little girl eat more if she eats the same amount of food?
Chapter completed!