"There is a peculiar smell on the embroidered concubine, but I don't know what kind of spice it is?"

In the end, Jun Zilin set her eyes on the embroidered concubine and asked with a smile.

Seeing all this, Ling Yue immediately raised her eyebrows.

She asked Jun Zilin to eat all the food on the table, and the other party actually dared to change the topic!

At that moment, Lingyue was about to shoot the case, but she didn't know that the embroidered concubine spoke, "It's just some balsam in Su Ri and the like, but it's not as mysterious as Princess Jin said." ”

In fact, when Jun Zilin mentioned the mysterious taste on the embroidered concubine just now, although the embroidered concubine's face was colorless, she was already a little unhappy and uncomfortable in her heart.

She moved her body almost without a trace, her eyebrows were almost imperceptible, and she always felt that there... Something wasn't quite right, it was uncomfortable. It was as if there was a strange smell emanating from me.

Especially when you linger on the gaze of the people around, that feeling becomes more and more intense.

It was only then that Concubine Xiu made an exception and replied to Jun Zilin's question.

At this moment, Mo Caixia stood up, took the lead in inviting the palace maid and so on, took a sweet orange and peeled it himself, ate a piece, and said with a smile, "It's extremely delicious, what the princess said is not bad!" ”

The people in the venue are all women, and everyone is not very enthusiastic about eating, but they are very concerned about women's things like spices.

Who doesn't want to walk past and be covered with fragrance from their body.

And the fragrance on the body provokes the butterflies to come, what kind of general scene should it be.

The ladies naturally want to attract their husbands more and compare them with those bewitching concubines in the inner house.

And the ladies also want to marry a good family and dress themselves up more outstandingly.

So someone asked, "What should this sweet orange look like when it is made into spices, does Princess Jin know?" ”

Someone asked this, and other people followed suit, "This orange is so delicious, it must be made into spices and smell better, Princess Jin should talk about it, don't hide it!" As he spoke, he took an orange and peeled it and ate it.

At that moment, someone seemed to be fake and really teased, "Princess Jin doesn't have to use these spices, I heard that King Jin once made it clear in front of the emperor for her that he would not accept a side concubine!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the people in the audience immediately followed and discussed, and Jun Zilin's eyes were a little deeper.

And the Lingyue County Lord saw that the topic was getting farther and farther away.

Her plan to have Wei Rongrong and Jun Zilin eat all the food on the table was wiped out just because of a spice. In her heart, Lingyue secretly gritted her teeth.

But her complexion changed suddenly, and she became very kind.

Without a trace, he also joined in the discussion of spices, and asked, "Since the princess of Jin has said it, why don't you write a way to make this sweet orange spice when the time comes, so that you can send it to each family." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and picked up an orange, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then peeled it off and brought it to the embroidered concubine beside her, inviting her to taste it.

The orange is delicious, peeled off piece by piece, and a burst of clear breath enters the nose, which is particularly pleasant.

The embroidered concubine did not refuse, picked up a piece, chewed delicately and swallowed it, and finally nodded, "It's extremely delicious." "Especially the sweet and sour meaning, it is very refreshing.

At everyone's request, Jun Zilin asked people to take pen and ink, and wrote down the method of making spices.

Everyone gathered around, and they looked like they were watching the fire from the other side, and now everyone came to Jun Zilin, to see what she wrote, the most important thing is to read her words!

I saw that on the small rice paper, Jun Zilin's penmanship was vigorous, and the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on it seemed to be the momentum of wanting to go to the sky.

No one expected that Jun Zilin, who had been a fool for more than ten years, would show off her handwriting this time, which was actually dumbfounded.

The women in the field have a very beautiful handwriting, and few are as strong and thick as the princess.

For a while, everyone looked down on Jun Zilin, but they had a little more respect.

It's really a shame to put yourself in her shoes, but you can't do it like her.

After writing, a palace maid took the paper and presented it.

At this time, the county lord of Lingyue clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention, and she said to everyone, "The time is not much different, this county lord goes to the kitchen to take a look, who of you wants to go with me?" ”

"I'll go check it out too, I've been waiting for a long time." Yuan Yu immediately continued, she had been holding back for a long time, and she didn't want to sit still and look at Jun Zilin's hateful face.

Immediately, several noble ladies followed.

Mo Caixia walked over, quietly pointed to Wei Rongrong's hand, and whispered something, and Wei Rongrong stepped aside to say something to her best friend.

Because there is still an embroidered concubine on this table, if Jun Zilin also leaves, she will be cold.

At that moment, Jun Zilin sat down, leisurely knocking pine nuts and hazelnuts and the like, while inadvertently grabbing towards the embroidered concubine.

I have to say that after the incident of Zhou Yan, the Dingguo Mansion, including the embroidered concubine, looks a lot more honest on the surface.

Today, this embroidered concubine hasn't spoken much, and it is far from what she used to look like.

It's just that the embroidered concubine's face is not very good, Jun Zilin carefully noticed that her face was slightly pale, which was not the same as when she first came over.

Could it be that you are not feeling well?

Jun Zilin thought secretly.

But at this moment, the queen arrived.

Everyone immediately got up and saluted Empress Zhang.

"Let's all be exempt!"

Empress Zhang looked around the venue, and finally landed on Jun Zilin's table, her eyes glanced at the embroidered concubine, and then explained that she had some matters today, so she was late and neglected the guests.

All the women replied that it was fine.

Then the Lingyue County Lord and the others returned, and these women walked side by side with each other, and each of them showed an extremely conceited attitude on their faces. It seems that instead of going to the kitchen to watch the dishes, they ran to a small shade to avoid people and discuss the next poisonous plan.

The look of hugging in a group made Jun Zilin frown.

When they were seated, there were palace maids and palace grandmothers who came to the garden in large numbers, each holding a variety of food in their arms, lined up in a row, and served food on every table in the garden.

Jun Zilin looked at it, but saw that Queen Zhang was extraordinary today, and the food on each table was different. But when I saw the table of the Lingyue County Lord in front of me, there were: carved red balls, dense winter melon bamboo shoots, papaya large sections of red honey prawns, and bacon five-color fruits of red balls......

There is no order in which the dishes are served, and Queen Zhang's position is at the entrance of this garden, where she uses a table with colorful food, which is dazzling and dazzling.

After Jun Zilin took a look, countless saliva secreted from her mouth. Her thoughts went back to the time when she was invited to the Jin Palace, outside the city, when she was hungry and greedy.

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