"No." Qin Shu was really calm when he was calm, and he was really cruel when he was rash. Feng Qing hurriedly held her hand, "There are eyes everywhere in the palace, and there will be a large number of guards if there is any movement. How can you defeat hundreds of guards alone?"

"Madam, don't worry, I've just walked along the way, and my subordinates have secretly observed that the guards in the palace are not as good as mine. It would be easy for me to get out of here." Qin Shu was still a little confident in his martial arts.

"It's still not possible." Feng Qing still refused, "I can't let you get hurt. Concubine Sang's affairs will be resolved sooner or later. We can't fight head-on now."

In the eyes of the Fang family, whether it is the guardian of the hospital or the maids who take care of them, they are all lives and deserve good treatment.

"I'm listening to my wife." Qin Shu was a little moved, and she stopped insisting.

The side hall is enough to sit down everyone.

The queen led everyone to the time, and the food was already arranged.

The emperor took special care of the imperial kitchen and asked them to make some dishes that the queen liked. There were several dishes that the emperor ate well, and they specially made for the queen to try.

The group of people sat down, Lai Fu, the general manager who was serving the emperor, personally led the people from the imperial kitchen. Lai Fu's face turned into a sentence.

"Empress, this steamed breeze was specially ordered by the emperor to make the imperial kitchen. The emperor likes to eat, so he asked his servants to send it to the empress and everyone to try it."

Regardless of whether the queen likes it or not, the emperor specially ordered the imperial kitchen, which gave the queen great respect. The concubines and ladies from the harem also benefited from it, and the queen was extremely proud.

Sure enough, the queen, who has always been steady, couldn't help laughing. She rarely showed a shy blush on her face. "Thank you for me, I like it very much. After the banquet, I will personally thank the emperor."

After speaking, the queen looked around and said, "Everyone tastes it, you should eat this fish while it's hot."

Feng Qing looked down and saw a flat fish lying in the carved plate in front of him.

However, there are not many types of fish in this era. Feng Qing has been here for several years and has only eaten flat fish twice after only coming to Kyoto.

Fortunately, she has no morning sickness, so she can take a few bites.

However, the clear and honest breeze was sent here all the way from the imperial kitchen. The fish had long lost its temperature. Even if the imperial kitchen skills were high, the cold fish still had a fishy smell.

The queen opened her mouth, and no matter whether she liked it or not, everyone showed joy, as if the cold bream was the most delicious delicacy.

When I was at home, in order to keep up with the nutrition, Feng Qing also ate a lot of fish. Aunt Jin made the best fish soup. The thick white soup was fresh and delicious, and the braised carp had a strong taste. Fang Zheng even thought of a way to find a relationship and bought sea fish with someone.

"Food therapy for Materia Medica" says: "Fish fish, which regulates stomach qi, promotes the five storage areas, and is mixed with mustard seed sauce to help lung qi and removes stomach and family traditions. Those who eliminate grains and do not melt can eat scoundrels to help the spleen and make people eat."

But although this flat fish is delicious, it is still not easy to drink when it is cold.

Just as Feng Qing held up the chopsticks and was about to pick up one and taste the taste, Fang Jiang turned sideways. She reached out and quietly brought the plate in front of Feng Qing to herself, "Sanlang's wife, I'll eat your portion."

Feng Qing hurriedly shook his head, grabbed Fang Jiang's wrist, and whispered: "Mom, look at so many eyes. If I help me eat, I will look back and let the Queen see it, I will think too much."

"Then you just need to share your mouth." Fang Jiang felt sorry for his daughter-in-law. After living together for so many years, Fang Jiang knew Feng Qing's taste. Feng Qing didn't like fish too much. When she was at home, she always thought of ways to make the fish better. However, Fang Jiang knew that Feng Qing never touched the cold fish.

"Mom, it's okay to eat one or two bites." Feng Qing said, and then picked up another piece of Sixi cake, intending to use the pastry to suppress the fishy smell in his mouth.

As the two were talking, a light footsteps came from behind. Soon, a palace maid carrying a tray came over. She placed the tray on the long table in front of Feng Qing and explained in a low voice, "Madam Fang, this is the bird's nest porridge specially told the Queen to make in the kitchen, and it is still hot. The Queen said that the wife was heavy and her taste might be somewhat different from usual, so she asked me to prepare a few more things that Mrs. Fang could eat. The Queen even asked someone to ask the imperial physician. If Mrs. Fang still wanted to eat, she could tell me."

Feng Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise. She remembered that the queen wanted to stay away from her last time, and she didn't interfere in the food she had in her mouth. This time she specifically ordered the kitchen to do it for her. Could it be to show kindness to her?

"Thank you for your kindness." Feng Qing lowered his head slightly at the empress, with gratitude in her eyes.

During the months when Concubine Sang was neglected by the emperor, the queen removed Concubine Sang and arranged for many years. Now the harem is under the control of the queen.

Since the queen dares to give it to her, Feng Qing dares to eat it, and this bowl of bird's nest porridge is still very hot.

Feng Qing drank half a cup and his stomach felt much more comfortable. It was not a bad thing that it was the food in the palace. Whether it was blood bird's nest or the skills of making bird's nest porridge, it was quite consistent with Feng Qing's intention.

"Mom, do you want to drink some?" Feng Qing blushed a little. She was a little hungry just now, and she didn't even ask Fang Jiang first.

Now her stomach is getting bigger and bigger. After hearing Fang Zheng's words, she eats less and eats more, but she is hungry too quickly.

"Mom doesn't eat these." Fang Jiang's favorite thing for decades is the taste of her hometown. She has never liked the fine foods such as bird's nest porridge.

In Fang Jiang's opinion, if you eat these fine foods in a small bowl, where can you eat enough? It is better to eat rice in a large bowl, which is delicious and full.

"I'll eat a few more cakes. I saw that the cakes in this palace are more beautiful than those sold outside, and I thought about it when I smelled it." Fang Jiang urged.

Feng Qing ate a small piece of Sixi Cake. She thought it tasted very good, so she asked Fang Jiang to try it too.

I'm afraid only Feng Qing and Fang Jiang were really eating. Mrs. Sun, who was sitting next to Feng Qing, noticed that Feng Qing's taste was fragrant, and her appetite also came up and ate two shrimp dumplings in a row.

As for others, although the imperial meal is mouth-watering, he sat in the palace, and there were the queen and Concubine Sang. No matter how delicious it was, it was a bit unpleasant to eat.

Feng Qing looked around quietly and found that Mrs. Jia was just looking up at her. She looked at her from afar. Although she was far away, Feng Qing could still see her a little uneasy. Mrs. Jia should have noticed that Mrs. Dou did not appear, but after seeing Feng Qing, Mrs. Jia felt better.

"Mother, don't worry. Mrs. Dou and Miss Dou must be fine. If there is really something wrong, Mrs. Fang will definitely not be at ease when she is acquainted with Miss Dou. Look at Mrs. Fang's appetite is good." Jia Qingfu, who was sitting beside Mrs. Jia, advised softly.

Mrs. Jia glanced at her, "Shut up, don't think I don't know you are sowing discord. I want to provoke a conflict between me and Mrs. Fang, you are too young."
Chapter completed!