Rebirth is not the queen's prostitute Wushuang

359 A bowl of unexpected soup

Before Yu Xiaoying finished her breakfast, someone came to pass on the message that Princess Yun asked for a meeting.

Yu Xiaoying smiled in her heart. It seemed that Lan Xileng was indeed not an ordinary person. She had thought of a way to protect herself so quickly.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaoying said to the palace maid who was passing the message: "Please come in."

Lan Xileng walked into the room carefully, and Dongxue, who was behind her, held a beautiful bamboo basket in her hand.

Yu Xiaoying looked at the bamboo basket and felt very strange.

For some reason, she just felt that Lan Xileng came prepared.

Yu Xiaoying said with a smile: "Xileng, it's so early in the morning, why are you here? Don't freeze your body. It's cold and slippery. If you move your fetal energy, it's amazing."

"Sister Ying, I'm fine! Before I was pregnant, I would make breakfast for my mother every day. Now my mother doesn't need me, I'm bored every morning. So, I'll cook some supplements for Sister Ying to taste them.

Xileng's craftsmanship is pretty good!"

"Ah! How did that happen?" Yu Xiaoying pretended to be flattered and said, "Your mother is the Concubine Mu, right? She doesn't need you to do anything, you can give it to me.

If I cook supplements, if she knows, wouldn’t she have to kill me with a knife?”

"No!" Lan Xi chuckled coldly, "Mother is a very virtuous woman!"

Yu Xiaoying spat in her heart and said to herself: Concubine Mu is virtuous? Then there will be no good women in the world!

But she couldn't say these words.

Lan Xilen put the bamboo basket on the table, put a bowl in Yu Xiaoying's hand, and said, "Sister Ying tastes this soup, can it be cooked to your taste?"

Yu Xiaoying took a deep breath and asked, "Is this what you cooked?"

Lan Xileng saw that Yu Xiaoying's face was not very good, and hurriedly said, "Yes! This soup was cooked by Xileng himself. This morning, my mother brought the medicinal materials and said she wanted to make soup with her father to drink. My mother saw Xileng.

Helped in the kitchen, I took out another portion and let Xileng cook it and delivered it to Sister Ying. What? Could it be that Sister Ying doesn’t like this soup? Or is Xileng’s craftsmanship not good enough?"

"No!" Yu Xiaoying saw Lan Xileng's anxious look and smiled: "I'm not saying that the soup you made is not good, but I want to say that the taste is too fragrant. I think this soup must be

It's extremely fragrant!"

"Where? Sister Ying has won the award!" Lan Xi said coldly, but her eyes were staring at Yu Xiaoying, as if she was waiting for her to drink.

"I'll wait and drink it?" Yu Xiaoying looked at Lan Xilen's expectant gaze and felt uncomfortable all over.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lan Xi's cold eyes.

"Okay! OK!" Yu Xiaoying was helpless. She couldn't help with this kind of look. "Actually, it's not that I don't want to drink it, but I just ate breakfast. I'm too full and I can't drink it! But you are so

I sincerely brought the soup, so I had to drink it. Even if I could last until it was overwhelming, it didn’t matter!"

Lan Xi's cold face floated a layer of unbearableness, and she said, "Sister Ying, don't force it. It's just because the soup is cold and it's not good to drink, so I hope you drink it quickly. But if you really drink it

If you don’t have it, then don’t drink it! Is it okay to send it to you later every day in the future?”

"No, no! I can drink it!" Yu Xiaoying picked up the soup and said to Lan Xileng: "I can't let Xileng down!"

As soon as Yu Xiaoying finished speaking, he heard a eunuch outside shouting: "The emperor is here!"