The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 14

Jun Wu spent a whole day "playing to death" everywhere in the imperial garden of the accompanying capital, and gained a few martial arts.

At the same time, he also met Shan Meng for the first time.

Because of Shanmeng's special status.

Except for the self-reported name, nothing else can be said.

Jun Wu is not overbearing, the two of them are like "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water".

After seeing the ceremony, they also separated.

For Shan Meng, he knew that the fifth prince was not looking for death because of brain disease.

He also has no intention of leaving the imperial capital, so he doesn't need to pay attention to surveillance.

At the same time, Jun Wu finally returned to his palace after "playing dead" all day.

He went to bed early that day.

But no one thought that Jun Wu would sleep for three days straight after he fell asleep.

For three whole days, the three of his subordinates were running around in a hurry.

The imperial doctor accompanying the capital was invited several times, but nothing was wrong.

It is only said that the fifth prince's pulse condition is a little weak, but there is nothing serious about his body.

Jun Wu, who has always been in a coma, doesn't know how much the people around him have suffered.

He only knew that when he woke up, he clearly felt extremely weak.

This unmotivated feeling was somewhat similar to that of his last life after working overtime continuously, but it was much stronger.

Faced with this strange situation, Jun Wu couldn't help but doubt:
"Is it because I forcibly activated too many martial arts in one day.

This consumes so much energy and blood that the body can't bear it? "

He turned his neck slightly, and this action immediately attracted the attention of those around him.

A clear and elegant female voice sounded: "You wake up, that's good."

It was only then that Jun Wu saw that the person guarding him was San Huangjie.

This discovery was so weird that Jun Wu was greatly surprised.

Seeing that Jun Wu had woken up, she concealed the impatience on her face, and changed into an elegant and noble appearance.

Jun Wu said, "Sister Sanhuang..."

It was only with this opening that I felt my throat hurt like a fire.

The lips seemed to be glued together.

Seeing this, San Huangjie was secretly happy, knowing that she had predicted well.

But she still made a gentle appearance and said:

"I heard people say that you swam in the lotus lake for an hour before you fell ill.

I know you are still a child at heart, so I don't blame you.

Mother concubine told me to take care of you.

If you make a mistake, I don't know how to explain it to my concubine. "

After saying that, he turned his head and winked.

A maid who accompanied her walked over with a sweet smile.

The maid brought a bowl of warm ginseng chicken porridge in her hand.

Third Sister continued:
"I made this chicken porridge with my own hands, and it should be good for your illness.

You can't waste a sip, you must drink it all! "

Jun Wu didn't say anything, he was already hungry and thirsty.

Even if the third sister brought poison.

He also has the "Manggu Chunyang Heart Sutra" to resist.

Jun Wu opened his mouth, and was fed a few mouthfuls by the sweet little maid.

But the next moment, Jun Wu opened his eyes wide and couldn't speak.

Not only because the bowl of ginseng chicken porridge cooked by Sister Sanhuang feels like a breeze after entering the mouth.

As soon as the chicken porridge melted into his mouth, it relieved the anxiety in his mouthpiece.

Most importantly, he clearly felt physically weak before.

Now it seems to be relieved a little by these spoonfuls of ginseng chicken porridge.

Seeing that Jun Wu was drinking seriously, the corners of Miss San Huang's mouth curled up slightly and said, "It's just as long as you have an appetite."

There was a deep smile in his eyes, as if his goal had been achieved.

Jun Wu didn't try to distinguish whether what San Huangjie had in her heart was kindness or malice.

Just because every mouthful of chicken porridge he ate, Jun Wu could feel his stuffy chest relax a bit.

Obviously, this ginseng chicken porridge has a strong nourishing effect.

Xugui's body finally eased up due to excessive use of golden fingers.

After eating a bowl of chicken porridge, Jun Wu licked his lips, with an expression that was still unfinished.

Seeing the handsome fifth prince, the maid feeding the porridge ate so heartily.

She couldn't help laughing secretly.

Until I saw the frown of Miss San Huang.

The little maid hurriedly collected her expression and lowered her head.

The third sister has always been dignified and calm.

He also asked the maids around him to be knowledgeable and respectful, and not to violate the rules.

Seeing that Jun Wu finished eating, she gathered her skirt and stood up and said:
"It seems that you have a good appetite, and you are in good health.

My mother and concubine asked me to take good care of you, third brother, you can't be naughty anymore.

The queen is leaving now. "

After finishing speaking, she walked out of Junwu's room slowly with an excellent manner.

She is not in a hurry to throw out all the goals in her heart today, as long as this bait is swallowed by Junwu, the third princess is confident that she can convince this little fifth prince.

The sweet maid who followed Sanhuangjie also turned her head and gave Junwu a smile.

Jun Wu nodded slowly, and sent San Huangjie away with his eyes.

The next moment, he shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Ginseng chicken porridge! Make ginseng chicken porridge!"

Under repeated urging by the master, Ruixin hastily brought over the freshly boiled hot chicken porridge.

Jun Wu took a bite, but put down the spoon expressionlessly.

Seeing this, Ruixin hurriedly said, "Is chicken porridge not to the Fifth Prince's liking?"

Jun Wu shook his head and said calmly, "Take it down."

At this moment, he was certain in his heart that what his maid cooked was indeed ginseng chicken porridge.

But it is also the most common food.

But what Miss San Huang brought to her just now must not be ordinary.

Only the ginseng and chicken porridge can relieve the feeling of deficiency in the body.

Jun Wu knew that after experiencing his own death, if he was in danger again immediately, Goldfinger would be aroused.

Perhaps without the enemy doing anything, he would die of excessive weakness.

"The idea is to eat San Huangjie again!" Jun Wu made up his mind.

It is best to find out why the food made by Sister Sanhuang has such great power?
Ordinarily, the princes and princesses in the accompanying capital should take life and death as their ultimate goal.

But Miss Sanhuang specially gave him nourishing chicken porridge.

If he hadn't been in the palace and eavesdropped on the conversation between the father and the concubine Tu Gui, he might have thought that the third sister should be a noble and elegant princess.

Jun Wu already knew:

These six brothers and sisters will surely complete the test of "life and death" in the accompanying capital.

Only the strongest will pass the final contest.

He didn't believe that Miss San Huang didn't know about it.

So any seemingly good intentions may hide a deeper use behind it.

Jun Wu will stay on the bed for another day.

The next day, I dragged my tired body to the palace where the third sister lived.

I have to say that his father really managed to make a bowl of water even.

Because Miss Sanhuang's palace is exactly the same as her own.

Except that the decoration is the owner's hobby, the rest of the structural arrangement is the same.

Miss Sanhuang didn't look surprised when she saw Jun Wu suddenly coming.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if the plan in her heart had succeeded.

She put down the teacup and books in her hand, and said gracefully to Jun Wu: "You really came."

Jun Wu said with a smile: "I came to my sister's place to grab a meal today."

With an ambiguous smile in her eyes, Miss Sanhuang looked at Jun Wu with a twinkle.

At last she said, "Do you just want to eat the food I cooked? No way."

After finishing speaking, she asked Jun Wu to do some work in the hall, and took the maid to the kitchen to prepare.

Jun Wu waited in the hall for a while, and finally several small dishes were brought up by the maid one after another.

Jun Wu impatiently stretched out his chopsticks and took a few bites.

After eating, he couldn't help but frown.

These side dishes are tasty and well done.

But none of them can alleviate the feeling of deficiency in the body like ginseng chicken porridge.

Miss Sanhuang was still busy in the small kitchen, and even the maid was busy all the time.

San Huangjie's guards were guarding the gate of the palace.

There was no one else in the living room, Jun Wu stood up slowly.

He looked around seemingly nonchalantly.

Apart from being relatively clean, this place is no different from an ordinary boudoir woman's room.

Jun Wu took a few steps, opened a beaded curtain, and walked slowly into the third sister's boudoir.

He was shocked by the entire wall of books in her room.

I didn't expect this sister to have so many books!

Jun Wu walked to the bookshelf against the wall again, reaching out his hand to read a book.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

Turning his head, it turned out that it was San Huangjie who was holding the dishes, but with a cold expression on her face.

(End of this chapter)