Lady forced to seek prince

Chapter 182 Thank You

Zhao Luoyang had to retract his backward foot.

She felt that she didn't use much strength, but just knocked the person down, and the person struggled on the ground, but he couldn't get up.

"I... I'll help you up."

Zhao Luoyang didn't care about anything else, so she went forward and pulled the man's arm, trying to make him stand up with her strength. Of course, she didn't help wholeheartedly, and she was a bit on guard.

The thumb of the other hand fastened the ring on the index finger, and with a light press, a sharp blade would pop out.In case this person is pretending to be pretending, but actually has malicious intentions, she has to do it immediately.

It was because of this preoccupation that when she felt that the force of the downward pull was too great, she couldn't react, and she took off her hand all of a sudden, causing the butt that had just left the ground to sit back on the ground again.

Zhao Luoyang looked down in surprise, only to see the young man frowning tightly, his eyes downcast. Although he couldn't see his eyes, he could guess that he should be a little annoyed at this moment.

Being treated like this over and over again... no one can get along with it.

In just this moment, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, his face was porcelain white, and there was no trace of blood on his pursed lips.

This appearance is impossible to pretend.

Zhao Luoyang moved his hand away from the ring knife.

This person must be suffering from a disease, and it must have been difficult to get here, but he was suddenly pushed by her, and naturally he couldn't stand firmly on his feet.

Feeling guilty, Zhao Luoyang stretched out his hand again, and the young man said, "Go call someone else!"

It was still the voice that made her feel slightly familiar, it was the man in the carriage.

Zhao Luoyang wanted to help him up wholeheartedly this time: "Otherwise, try again." She could feel that she was about to succeed just now, as long as she put in more effort.

The floor of the kitchen was cold, she knocked someone down, if she let him sit here again... I would be even more sorry.

The youth did not refuse.

"It'll be fine right now."

Zhao Luoyang put both hands on the young man's arms this time, and the two of them exerted force at the same time, and the young man stood up unsteadily.

However, she hesitated and exerted too much force, and she grasped a little tightly. Fortunately, under such circumstances, no one would think of anything else.

Fortunately, there was a twig not far away, Zhao Luoyang helped the young man to sit there.

"How are you?" Zhao Luoyang said, "Did you hit anything?"

It was only now that Zhao Luoyang had the time to look at him carefully. As a man, this man seemed to be too good-looking, with two heroic eyebrows and clear eyes, as if he could reflect her shadow.

Under the bridge of the straight nose, the lips are neither thin nor thick. When pursed, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, but there is no hint of a smile.

It can be seen that he has a serious temperament on weekdays, and the expression on his face has a solemnity beyond his age.

If he was a little more relaxed, he would be like a wealthy son of some family.

The warm firelight in the stove was reflected on the young man's body. Zhao Luoyang took a glance and saw a shallow scar on the back of the young man's hand.

She couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The scar was really not very obvious, but the place reminded her of the little mute.

When she was a child, she and the little mute often squatted in front of the stove, helping her grandma to light the fire, and waiting for the wild vegetable cakes to be baked.

The two held hands, as if they were afraid of who would leave the other, and when her grandma baked the first wild vegetable pancake, she would always share it with them. The hot pancake was blown into her mouth while blowing.

The two laughed while eating.

The wild vegetable cake tastes the sweetest at that time.

It's been a long time since this happened, and the little mute wondered if he had forgotten her.

"Master."

A voice came, and the cook quickly walked into the kitchen: "Why did you come here?"

When the cook shouted, Zhao Luoyang's conjecture was confirmed, and this was indeed the young master of the Wang family.

Wang Huai told them not to disturb the inner courtyard, but he did not expect the prince to come out by himself.

Zhao Luoyang quietly moved two steps to the side, away from the young man, the rich family has many rules, she is used to being casual at home, in the eyes of others, it is somewhat inappropriate.

Xiao Yu kept looking at the stove fire, wondering what he was thinking, and then he looked away after a while and said: "It's boring in the room, so I went out for a walk and felt a bit cold, so I came here."

He is a bit cold, mainly because the surrounding is too quiet.

Zhao Luoyang understood, no wonder the young master of the Wang family was in the kitchen, he wanted to come in to enjoy the fire, but he happened to meet her.

"Here," the cook was just about to persuade the master to go back to rest, but saw the dirt on the master's long robe, "on you, this is..."

Zhao Luoyang was about to explain to the cook, but unexpectedly the young man said first: "Just now I was unsteady and fell, thanks to the help of this girl, I was able to get up."

The cook naturally did not suspect him, and smiled and saluted Zhao Luoyang: "Thank you, Miss Zhao."

Zhao Luoyang didn't know whether she should explain it or not. When she looked at the young man, the young man seemed to nod slightly.

The cook said: "Then I will send you back now."

"No need," Xiao Yu said lightly, "I'm here to warm up by the fire, and Wang Huai will come to find me later."

The cook had no choice but to agree: "The stove is dirty and choking, please take care of it, if you feel uncomfortable, call your servant."

Xiao Yu didn't speak anymore, the cook said: "The servant has gone to work."

Zhao Luoyang also bowed to "Prince Wang", and chased the cook away.

The two of them walked out of the kitchen, and the cook whispered: "Our master is not very talkative, so don't mind me." She is also an old man in the palace, and she has been serving the master with Chen's mother. Don't say how happy you are.

Her master is good at everything, but he treats people too coldly. Before, Mother Chen told her to take care of the girl from the Zhao family. She didn't know the reason, and she didn't ask deeply. How could she have thought that the master could meet the girl from the Zhao family...

Being interrupted like this, the cook forgot what to do.

"Let me help you!" Zhao Luoyang didn't touch the food on the clay stove. The rich people usually don't trust others, so it's better for her to do less, but she can help clean up the unused sundries.

The cook thanked you in a low voice: "You girl is really kind, I really want to thank you just now."

Zhao Luoyang said: "Actually, I accidentally bumped into the prince."

"Ah!" The cook didn't expect it, but she smiled quickly, "My master said no, then it doesn't, so don't take it to heart."

The people in this village are quite nice.

Zhao Luoyang's temperament is like this, the better others treat her, the more she feels sorry, recalling the collision just now, did she use too much force?

"My cake doesn't seem to be baked very well." The cook came out of the stove, and couldn't help sighing.

The cook broke off a piece and put it in her mouth, then handed it to Zhao Luoyang: "Girl, help me taste it too."

Zhao Luoyang said: "I eat very well, similar to my grandma's, but we don't put such good noodles, wild vegetables are similar."

The baked cakes are soft and fragrant, really good, but Zhao Luoyang is a little strange, why does such a wealthy family make wild vegetable cakes to eat?
The cook said: "Master likes to eat wild vegetable cakes like this, and he will ask me to make them from time to time."

Xiao Yu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard the voices talking outside the kitchen.

After a while, light footsteps sounded, and Zhao Luoyang walked outside the kitchen: "My lord, how are you doing?"

She came to speak to him.

Xiao Yu said: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

"I'm really sorry," Zhao Luoyang said, "I should have thanked you for allowing us to find such a job and earn a lot of money. I didn't expect..."

Xiao Yu said: "Thank you if you want!"

Before Zhao Luoyang could finish speaking, she was stunned for a moment when she heard Wang Gongzi say such a sentence.

Xiao Yu didn't hear Zhao Luoyang's response: "You don't want to thank me anymore?"

"No," Zhao Luoyang said, "Naturally."

But it doesn't seem like it should be like this.

"Then let your grandma make some wild vegetable pancakes for me," Xiao Yu said, "It's fine to eat at home."

It seems that she was talking to the cook, and was overheard by Mr. Wang. It doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to do, but is he sure he wants to eat?
Xiao Yu said: "Just bring it here tomorrow."

Zhao Luoyang had no choice but to agree that this was Wang's Zhuangzi, and she couldn't just take it back when she said it again.

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he called out, "Wang... Huai."

As soon as the words were finished, Zhao Luoyang saw a figure approaching, and it was indeed Wang Huai.

Wang Huai smiled at Zhao Luoyang, and immediately walked in the door. After a while, he helped Xiao Yu out.

Looking at Zhao Luoyang, the master and the servant walked very slowly, the young master of the Wang family seemed to have no strength, and he didn't know what kind of illness this young master had.

It was not until dark that Zhao Xueli and Zhao Luoyang left with sixteen households.

Today's harvest is not small, Wang's Zhuangzi gives silver coins every day, everyone is carrying hot copper coins, and they are not to mention how happy they are.

"It's just starching and washing clothes. It's the same as working at home. This earns tens of pennies. The Zhuangzi's house is also very good, and he also gives us meals."

"What you know is to do work for us, but what you don't know is to repay your kindness."

Everyone was talking in low voices.

Zhao Luoyang touched the back of his hand, the scar was similar to that of the little mute at that time, but the scar of the little mute was more serious, but it must have faded after these years.

I don't know if Prince Wang has any injuries on his head...

No, what is she thinking?The little mute is a girl. Although the prince is very good-looking, he is a man!
(End of this chapter)