After soaking for a long time, his whole body felt a little sore. Ling Mulao changed his clothes and walked casually into the middle room.

"Princess, can you come out~"

Just as she opened the pearl emerald curtain, she saw Concubine Xue sitting in the room with a smile on her face.

"What kind of wind brought Concubine Xue here? I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting."

Ling Mulao was convinced that the visitor was unkind, but he still kept a polite smile on his face.

"I deliberately did not allow the blue and white flowers to be circulated. I thought I would just wait and see the flowers and plants in the courtyard."

As soon as Xue Fei waved her hand, Biyu opened a food box.

"I heard that the princess fell into the water again. I was afraid that you would freeze, so I specially made some ginger soup for you to warm you up."

Biyu opened the food box and took out a bowl of steaming ginger soup, then took out another compartment and said with a smile: "The princess is afraid that the princess will drink it tastelessly, so she also prepared some candied dates and longan."

Ling Mulao glanced at him and saw that the weasel was giving New Year greetings to the rooster, which was not a good intention.

"Concubine Xue is really thoughtful, how can I bear it? Yesterday I accidentally dragged you into trouble, and before I even apologized, I borrowed flowers to offer this ginger soup to Buddha. Concubine Xue drank it, right?"

Ling Mulao politely picked up the ginger soup and stuffed it into Concubine Xue's hand.

"No need," Xue Fei's expression was slightly strange, but she still smiled and said, "I have nothing to do for a long time. Princess, you'd better drink it while it's hot."

"Oh~" Ling Muchao nodded innocently, put it to his lips, and suddenly put down the bowl when he was about to drink: "I'm afraid it will be hot, so let it cool down before drinking."

"Ginger soup should be served while it's hot to drive away the cold,"

Concubine Xue pushed the bowl over again, her eyes fixed on Ling Muchao.

"Why is Concubine Xue so anxious for me to drink this ginger soup? Is there something fishy about it?"

Ling Muchao rolled his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a sword.

Concubine Xue was startled for a moment, and immediately smiled and said: "How is it possible? This misunderstanding by the princess really breaks my heart. In that case, Biyu~"

With a wave of her hand, Biyu stepped forward to take the bowl.

"I'm just joking. Concubine Xue, don't take it so seriously. I will drink it when it's cold~"

Ling Mulao dodges his hand, and Biyu catches an opportunity and retreats angrily.

At this time, a man over 40 years old walked into the door and saluted.

"See the princess, join the snow concubine!"

"Steward Liu, is something wrong?"

Concubine Xue raised her hand, signaling Liu Quan'an to stand up.

"The prince asked his servant to bring a message, saying that Concubine Xue's big bed has not been changed for several years. Qian'er specially found mahogany wood, inlaid jade and carved silk flowers. The bed has been sent to Concubine Xue's boudoir, so you can go back and clean it up early.

The prince will come over in the evening."

Liu Quan'an didn't shy away from it. After speaking in front of everyone, he stood up and left.

"Biyu, then let's go back and take a look~" Concubine Xue stood up with a smile, then turned back to look at Ling Mulao: "Princess, I will take my leave now."

When he spoke, he raised his eyebrows lightly, looking quite proud.

Ling Mulao looked at the two people walking away and wondered why Concubine Xue's expression just now was so jealous. She was not Nangong Yi's concubine.

I stirred the ginger soup with a spoon and smelled the smell: "It is indeed good stuff!"

I sprinkled a few drops into the flower pot. After a while, the orchid that was blooming suddenly withered.

"This ginger soup has~"

Qinghua's eyes widened and she screamed, but Ling Mulao covered her mouth.

"If you say this, be careful!"

Ling Mulao whispered in her ear and reminded her. When Qinghua nodded, she let go of her hands. After soaking for a long time, her whole body was a little sore. Ling Mulao changed her clothes and walked into the middle room.

"Princess, can you come out~"

Just as she opened the pearl emerald curtain, she saw Concubine Xue sitting in the room with a smile on her face.

"What kind of wind brought Concubine Xue here? I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting."

Ling Mulao was convinced that the visitor was unkind, but he still kept a polite smile on his face.

"I deliberately did not allow the blue and white flowers to be circulated. I thought I would just wait and see the flowers and plants in the courtyard."

As soon as Xue Fei waved her hand, Biyu opened a food box.

"I heard that the princess fell into the water again. I was afraid that you would freeze, so I specially made some ginger soup for you to warm you up."

Biyu opened the food box and took out a bowl of steaming ginger soup, then took out another compartment and said with a smile: "The princess is afraid that the princess will drink it tastelessly, so she also prepared some candied dates and longan."

Ling Mulao glanced at him and saw that the weasel was giving New Year greetings to the rooster, which was not a good intention.

"Concubine Xue is really thoughtful, how can I bear it? Yesterday I accidentally dragged you into trouble, and before I even apologized, I borrowed flowers to offer this ginger soup to Buddha. Concubine Xue drank it, right?"

Ling Mulao politely picked up the ginger soup and stuffed it into Concubine Xue's hand.

"No need," Xue Fei's expression was slightly strange, but she still smiled and said, "I have nothing to do for a long time. Princess, you'd better drink it while it's hot."

"Oh~" Ling Muchao nodded innocently, put it to his lips, and suddenly put down the bowl when he was about to drink: "I'm afraid it will be hot, so let it cool down before drinking."

"Ginger soup should be served while it's hot to drive away the cold,"

Concubine Xue pushed the bowl over again, her eyes fixed on Ling Muchao.

"Why is Concubine Xue so anxious for me to drink this ginger soup? Is there something fishy about it?"

Ling Muchao rolled his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a sword.

Concubine Xue was startled for a moment, and immediately smiled and said: "How is it possible? This misunderstanding by the princess really breaks my heart. In that case, Biyu~"

With a wave of her hand, Biyu stepped forward to take the bowl.

"I'm just joking. Concubine Xue, don't take it so seriously. I will drink it when it's cold~"

Ling Mulao dodges his hand, and Biyu catches an opportunity and retreats angrily.

At this time, a man over 40 years old walked into the door and saluted.

"See the princess, join the snow concubine!"

"Steward Liu, is something wrong?"

Concubine Xue raised her hand, signaling Liu Quan'an to stand up.

"The prince asked his servant to bring a message, saying that Concubine Xue's big bed has not been changed for several years. Qian'er specially found mahogany wood, inlaid jade and carved silk flowers. The bed has been sent to Concubine Xue's boudoir, so you can go back and clean it up early.

The prince will come over in the evening."

Liu Quan'an didn't shy away from it. After speaking in front of everyone, he stood up and left.

"Biyu, then let's go back and take a look~" Concubine Xue stood up with a smile, then turned back to look at Ling Mulao: "Princess, I will take my leave now."

When he spoke, he raised his eyebrows lightly, looking quite proud.

Ling Mulao looked at the two people walking away and wondered why Concubine Xue's expression just now was so jealous. She was not Nangong Yi's concubine.

I stirred the ginger soup with a spoon and smelled the smell: "It is indeed good stuff!"

I sprinkled a few drops into the flower pot. After a while, the orchid that was blooming suddenly withered.

"This ginger soup has~"

Qinghua's eyes widened and she screamed, but Ling Mulao covered her mouth.

"If you say this, be careful!"
Chapter completed!