Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1591 Miss Xiangfu, brought me chicken soup
Since Murong Yixue came last time, the soft sedan chair of the Xiangfu appeared again at the gate of the barracks the next day, but the soldiers guarding the gate had received the order from the Seventh Prince not to see the lady of the Xiangfu anymore. Naturally, the soldiers were not allowed to Entering, the people in the soft sedan really didn't make things difficult for the soldiers guarding the door, they just brought over a food box and asked the soldiers to hand over the food box to the Seventh Prince before leaving.

The soldier had never seen the person in the sedan chair, and it was a very clean-looking girl who had been in charge of delivering the message.

The soldier looked at the food box in his hand in great embarrassment, thinking about whether to send it up, the battalion officer just passed by, and the soldier knew that the Seventh Prince had a good relationship with the battalion officer, so he passed the food box to the battalion officer.

When the battalion officer took the food box to the Seventh Prince's camp, before the Seventh Prince opened the food box, those monkey cubs quickly snatched the food box over, quickly opened it, and were very curious about what was inside Things, when they opened it and saw a bowl of still warm chicken soup exuding a gentle fragrance, they all swallowed their saliva, boasting that the battalion officer was eccentric and only gave it to the Seventh Prince.

The battalion officer snatched the bowl of chicken soup, put the chicken soup on the Seventh Prince's desk, stopped those who wanted to grab the chicken soup, and said loudly: "This chicken soup was given to the Seventh Prince by outsiders."

When the rest of the people heard that the co-author was not sent to the Seventh Prince by the battalion officer, they all stopped.

The Seventh Prince raised his head from the book and glanced at the bowl of steaming chicken soup, and asked, "Who brought it?"

"I heard from the guard at the gate that the soft sedan chair that came yesterday belongs to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Needless to say, I knew it was the charming beauty from yesterday. This beauty really cared about the Seventh Prince. She was rejected by the Seventh Prince yesterday. Today, she sent chicken soup again. She really did not give up.

The Seventh Prince looked at the book again, and told those people: "I won't drink it, take it down!"

"You really don't want to drink? Did that beauty boil it for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Seventh Prince glanced at him, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Since you don't want to drink, Seventh Prince, don't waste it, let's share it with the brothers." The camp officer brought over the chicken soup and randomly handed it to one of them: "Come one by one, don't grab it."

Although the food in this barracks is good, the chicken soup is still a precious thing, and the soldiers rarely drink it, not to mention that there are a lot of Chinese herbal medicines and tonics in this bowl of chicken soup.

A few people finished a bowl of chicken soup in twos and twos: "This chicken soup is really delicious. It is much more authentic than the stew in this military camp before, and the taste is much more fragrant."

"That's right, that's right, I didn't expect that the lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion is not only beautiful, but also has first-class craftsmanship. It's really good."

"Okay, we've all had chicken soup, we're all going out for training, don't be lazy, I'll come and see you later."

"Oh, good, let's go, let's go." The rest of the people left their tents one after another.

There was silence in the entire camp. The Seventh Prince turned a page of the book, without raising his eyes, and asked the person sitting opposite: "What's the matter? You want to tell me something."

The battalion officer nodded, and put down his upturned feet: "Seventh prince, is this prime minister trying to curry favor with you?"

The Seventh Prince raised his head and glanced at him, with a half-smile: "Why do you see that?"

"Isn't this obvious? The lady of the Xiangfu didn't even know you, the Seventh Prince, in the past, but she came to the barracks to look for you eagerly yesterday. Even if you rejected her, she came to deliver chicken soup again today. Do you understand that there is a trick in it?"

(End of this chapter)