The Fourth Lady novel Chapter 298

Qingyan had made several same five-color cakes in the kitchen. She selected thirty-five different tastes of cakes and put them into a delicate box, and then put five pieces in a box, seven boxes in total. The box was also made by the Wanshou Pavilion.

The patterns on it were all Zhongli Jingshu's favorite flowers. It took Qingyan a lot of effort to prepare the gift for her. Looking at the food she prepared, Qingyan smiled.

"Here you are. Tomorrow is very crucial. You must keep them well." Looking at them, Qingyan stated seriously, "this is the birthday present I give to Wenxuan Lord's wife."

"I understand." The people in the kitchen looked at Qingyan and answered respectfully.

"Miss, what about the rest cakes? It seems that each pot has a different taste. " Zizhu looked at Qingyan and said earnestly.

"It took me a lot of time to prepare the five-color cakes. Since we have prepared so many, why don't we take some to aunt, Miner, father and mother?" As Qingyan spoke, she dusted herself. "Prepare some for the banquet, and send to Shizi. And, give my adoptive and also Liushang." Qingyan reminded them earnestly.

It was not until she thought of Princess Chunyuan that she shook her head helplessly. "There's one more for Princess Chunyun." Qingyan turned around, looked at Yaochi and ordered.

"I understand."

"That's good. I'll take a rest first. If you don't have anything else to do later, you can just wait for the dinner to wake me up."

"Okay!"

According to what Qingyan said, everyone in the Jiangjunfu received the gift. Suyun and Luobing didn't expect that Qingyan could cook. However, they knew that there seemed to be many secrets on Qingyan, but Qingyan didn't want to tell them, so they could only pretend that they didn't know.

The piece of cake for Liushang was sent by Yaochi, and the one for Murong Jingxuan was sent by Yanmei. At the same time, he asked Murong Jingxuan to send some of them to Qilian Yvran.

As soon as Qilian Yvran opened the box, she covered her mouth with her hand. It was her favorite five-color cake, which was also Qingyan most good at.

"Mother, why are you so excited when seeing this cake?" Xuanyuan Yvzhen, who was sitting next to Qilian Yvran asked curiously, "is there anything wrong with the cake?"

Looking at him, Qilian Yvran shook her head helplessly. "Don't be silly. How could Yanyan hurt me?" Then, Qilian Yvran took out a piece of cake and put it into his mouth. "I just hasn't tasted it for years."

Hearing what Qilian Yvran had said, Xuanyuan Yvzhen also stretched out his hand and took out a piece of cake. It seemed to have a faint fragrance in this pastry, and the taste immediately dissipated. When it slowly came into his throat, he felt a hint of cool breath.