Long Live the Empress

Chapter 271 Tonic Soup and Poison Soup

Yue Yuyan couldn't wait to tell someone to pass the message to Wei Zilin as soon as she returned to the yard. The two of them agreed to meet at the most famous restaurant in the capital at noon.

The servant who delivered the message also "incidentally" informed the people in the Prince's Mansion that Aunt Su and Yue Tianhong were under house arrest.

At this time, Yue Jinghong was in the kitchen with a big belly, making ginseng soup for the prince. She taught the nanny: The ginseng must not be mushy. If it is, the tonic soup will turn into poisonous soup!

Therefore, Yue Jinghong could only keep stirring the spoon, fearing that the single ginseng soup would turn into "poisonous ginseng soup"...

Yue Jinghong has become much thinner in the past few days. Since Zhenzhu was dragged away, Yue Jinghong has never seen her again.

For Yue Jinghong, who had always had everything she wanted from childhood, having no one to serve her was like having her arm broken. She didn't even know how to handle the daily chores.

Her hair had become frizzy and tangled because no one had taken care of it. Her face, which she was most proud of, was now covered with cigarette ash. She looked at her fingers stirring the spoon... They were red, swollen, cracked, and peeling...

The more Yue Jinghong looked at her hands, the more she hated the Prince's Mansion. Gradually, she slowed down her stirring, but then she stirred even harder...

She didn't dare...

also can not……

She didn't dare to imagine the consequences of poisoning the prince, nor could she give up the path she had chosen. She could only grit her teeth and persevere...

The servant finally found Yue Jinghong in the kitchen, bowed casually, and told her about Aunt Su.

After listening to this, Yue Jinghong did not show any emotion, she just stirred the spoon like a puppet.

The servant spat secretly. If the people in Yue Mansion hadn't given him money, he wouldn't want to pay attention to this unfavored concubine!

When Yue Jinghong turned her head, she happened to see the servant's disdainful eyes. Now she couldn't even afford to offend a servant, so how could she ask the prince for help?

Just when Yue Jinghong was stunned, a sinister voice sounded in her ears, "The ginseng soup is almost mushy..."

The sound frightened Yue Jinghong so much that she quickly stirred the spoon in her hand, explaining: "I'm sorry, Madam, my hand was cramped, but it's fine now..."

The teaching nanny didn't say anything, she just stood beside Yue Jinghong and looked at her. Every time this happened, Yue Jinghong's hair would stand up, because severe punishment was waiting for her.

Sure enough, the teaching nanny said, "It's poured out, boil it again."

"Mammy, I have been cooking this soup for more than an hour without stopping for a moment. I just had a cramp in my hand, so I stopped for a while..." Yue Jinghong's hands and arms were really numb from fatigue. If she was asked to cook another pot, her arms would really be useless.

The teaching nanny took out the ruler in her hand, and Yue Jinghong subconsciously covered her face with her arms. Then there was a "splash" sound, and the pot of boiling soup was overturned by the ruler. Some of the boiling soup spilled onto the instep of Yue Jinghong's feet, making her scream "ah, ah, ah" in pain.

She wanted to check her feet, but her belly was too big and she couldn't bend down. She also didn't have the common sense to soak her burned feet in ice water, so she could only hold on to the wall and scream in pain.

"The prince is about to leave the court, so you'd better hurry up." The teaching nanny had no sympathy or pity on her face. After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

After a long time, Yue Jinghong gritted her teeth and endured the pain, kneeling on the ground to wipe the stains on the ground, tears falling drop by drop on the ground, blending with the expensive single ginseng soup...