The Seven Queens of the Divine Doctor

Chapter 170 Yuan Zhao, Ninth Prince?

Ji Ruyan twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled, "It's okay, it's just that your room is too simple."

Yuan Zhao looked embarrassed, "I have been living here alone since I was sensible, you go around first, and I will make mushroom soup for you first."

"Or, I'll help you."

Ji Ruyan suggested.

In fact, she was too embarrassed to say something, she gave Yuan Zhao so many mushrooms, she just wanted to have a bowl and taste it.

Seeing that she didn't intend to make fun of her, Yuan Zhao nodded, "Okay, come with me."

Following Yuan Zhao, he walked to a stove behind the hut. It was said to be a stove, but it might as well be said to be made of yellow mud mixed with small stones.

Once it rains, the stove is 100% unusable.

But this man was very skillful in lighting a fire and adding firewood, and then cleaned a casserole, but the casserole was not broken.

From his actions, it can be seen that he cherishes this casserole very much.

He held the mushrooms carefully, and while washing them, he tore each mushroom in half with his hands.

Ji Ruyan threw some firewood into the stove from time to time, and asked curiously, "Just now you said that you made this mushroom soup for your mother, why didn't I see your mother?"

Yuan Zhao smiled back, "My mother is in Jing'an Temple. At this time, she is still copying scriptures, so she doesn't eat so fast."

His mother, copying books in Jing'an Temple?
His name is Yuan Zhao?

Yuan?
and many more!

Could it be that he is the little-known Ninth Prince?
Ji Ruyan smiled wryly, isn't this too a coincidence?

Yuan Zhao didn't pay attention to Ji Ruyan, so he made the mushroom soup on his own. He scooped out a big bowl first, and then gave it to Ji Ruyan, "Miss Ji, you drink the soup first, and I'll go first." Bring soup to my mother."

"Hmm. Go."

The taste of mushroom soup is very delicious.

Unexpectedly, the food cooked by Yuan Zhao can still be eaten.

Seeing that he left with the casserole, Ji Ruyan packed up the pheasant beside him, found a branch, forked the pheasant, and roasted it on the high fire on the stove.

The chicken was almost roasted, but Ji Ruyan saw Yuan Zhao walking back alone very lonely.

When he came back, the original complete casserole was also broken into pieces, lying quietly on his chest.

There were tears on his face, and he looked very wronged.

Seeing his appearance, Ji Ruyan was a little worried, "What's going on? Where's the soup you gave your mother?"

Yuan Zhao shook his head, suddenly smashed all the fragments of the casserole in his arms to the ground, and ran out.

"Yuan Zhao! Yuan Zhao!"

Ji Ruyan called him a few words, and found that this kid ran faster.

His mood is so unstable, now that the night is dark, she doesn't know if there are other beasts in the mountain, but this stupid boy is emotionally unstable, rampaging in the mountain, it's no wonder he won't die!
She was worried about him, and she didn't take a bite of the roast chicken in her hand, she just swung the pheasant and chased after him with light work.

After catching up, she heard his mournful and angry shouts, crying and shouting, while sprinting.

"why!"

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"What did I do wrong?!"

Because of the dark night, the road on the mountain was also slippery, Yuan Zhao slipped and fell to the ground with a plop.

He lay on the ground, clenched his hands into fists, and beat the dirt on the ground, his voice hoarse, "What do I have to do to make you look at me?"

Ji Ruyan stood behind him, looking at him quietly, she would not speak indiscriminately when she didn't know what was going on.

Yuan Zhao was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Ji Ruyan, you shouldn't have saved me today, let me die!"

(End of this chapter)