The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 7
"Nurse Lan is going to the big kitchen? Are you going to pick up lunch?"

Seeing Nanny Lan getting up, Nie Zhaoyang let go of Aunt Yue who had been holding her hand all the time, walked over with a slight smile and said softly, "Let me go, when I went out to play yesterday, I happened to meet Chunya who was working in the kitchen. She liked the jasmine sachet I was wearing very much, so she gave it to her. That girl liked the jasmine sachet but was unwilling to owe me favors, so I must promise to go to the kitchen to find her at noon today and say yes. Do you want to prepare a few more side dishes for us to accompany the meal?"

"Really? That girl Chunya really said that?"

Hearing Nie Zhaoyang's words, Sister Lan couldn't quite believe it.

Chunya, who works in the kitchen, is the girl who is responsible for preparing meals for Xiaoxiyuan. Although the girl is not very old, she is a shrewd and snobby girl. When she first heard that King Rong said that Aunt Yue would let Aunt Yue fend for herself, then she heard that King Rong Kicked myself, and started stealing food from our Xiaoxiyuan the next day, how could I promise to prepare a few more side dishes for the neglected Xiaoxiyuan just because of an ordinary jasmine sachet?

"Of course it's true! I'm going to the kitchen now, and Nanny Lan and Niangqin should just wait."

Seeing that Nanny Lan's eyes widened in disbelief, Nie Zhaoyang raised his hand and patted the back of Nanny Lan's hand, before Aunt Yue and Nanny Lan could speak again, before running out with a smile.

"If that girl Chunya doesn't keep her word, Miss doesn't have to argue with her and just come back, we're not short of one or two small dishes!"

Sister Lan hurriedly chased after him, but saw that Nie Zhaoyang had already reached the door of the small west courtyard. She knew that she could not keep up with Nie Zhaoyang, but she was not at ease. She was afraid that Nie Zhaoyang would go to the kitchen and be ridiculed by Chun Ya, so she grabbed the door frame and raised the volume to speak. Looking at Nie Zhaoyang's back, he confessed.

"Don't worry, mom!"

Nie Zhaoyang responded without turning his head, and ran away in a hurry.

"Since that's the case, let's come and sit down. I think Zhaoyang looks very confident. It may be that the jasmine sachet really caught Chunya's eyes."

Seeing Nanny Lan standing by the door frame and looking into the distance, Aunt Yue, like Nanny Lan, was worried that Nie Zhaoyang would be wronged by a little girl, but she still comforted Nanny Lan.

"Maybe."

Nanny Lan nodded and finally turned around, sat down with a slight frown, and picked up the previous needle and thread in her hand, but because she was worried about Nie Zhaoyang, she couldn't embroider a few stitches properly for a long time.

"Don't worry, I think Zhaoyang seems to have really grown up now, and she should be right about these things." Seeing that Nanny Lan didn't care about her needlework, Aunt Yue walked over and patted Nanny Lan. said with a smile on his shoulder.

"After Auntie said this, the servant girl also felt that the young lady has really changed a little bit from before. The energy of the whole person looks more lively than in the past! Miss, she is like, It’s as if I’ve grown up and become sensible all of a sudden.”

Sister Lan raised her head and nodded to Aunt Yue, remembering how different Nie Zhaoyang was from before, she immediately relaxed her brows and eyes, and a sincere smile appeared in her slightly cloudy eyes due to aging.

"Ah."

Aunt Yue responded without saying anything, but stretched out her hand to take out the embroidery frame from the sewing basket in front of Nanny Lan, planning to embroider a sachet for Nie Zhaoyang again.

"My aunt has been in poor health for the past few years, and her eyes are not as good as before. Let the slaves come."

(End of this chapter)