Cute girl Shura

Chapter 160 The Dead (Part [-])

Yes, Mu Zishen said that Bee Spirit should not be informed of his existence.

"promise."

Feng Ling responded and exited the room with the others. Along the way, he was perplexed. The laughing statement he heard just now clearly belonged to a man. How could Miss Du be herself?
Besides, those dishes are delicious in color, fragrance, and taste. Miss Du actually said it was disgusting, and she only wanted porridge?And it's... two bowls of porridge!
As soon as the bee spirit left, Miscanthus came back.

"Miss Du, it's great that you are in the mansion! My subordinate heard that someone sent by the emperor has reported that there is news about the prince?" Miscanthus said as soon as she entered the house.

"Miscanthus, you came back in time, hurry up, sit down and listen to me..."

"Ahem..." A faint voice came from the cuff, interrupting her words.

"Miss Du, what's wrong with you?"

Du Yao was stunned for a moment, then dimples suddenly appeared, and she said with a smile: "It's okay, I just taught the butler bee a little too much, no, my throat feels uncomfortable. Cough cough..."

This Mu Zishen will really cause her trouble.

"Then wait for the subordinates to order them to make you some lung-nourishing soup?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Du Yao hurriedly shouted: "Miscanthus, don't worry! That's how it is, the second prince is in the palace today requesting an order from the emperor to let you go with him to find the prince, what do you think?"

"Didn't the prince have news? Why do you want to look for it?" Miscanthus looked surprised.

"There is news, but the news is that he is going to retire elsewhere. The second prince wants you to go find him together, and then give up the throne to the prince."

"What? The second prince really said that?" Miscanthus was both surprised and delighted.

The Pharmacopoeia of King Shen is just around the corner.

"It's true. So, are you going?"

"Go! For the sake of the lord, this subordinate will not hesitate to die!" Miscanthus got up excitedly, and knelt down to the window again.

Du Yao twitched the corners of her mouth, then coughed twice, thinking that it would be a good thing to get rid of the pampas grass, so as to save him from nagging in her ear all day long.

Thinking of this, her smile grew stronger.

"Princess Side, these are two bowls of clear porridge sent by the housekeeper Feng's servant."

Du Yao looked sideways, and there were really two bowls of white porridge.

At this time, Bee Spirit didn't deliver it in person, she must be devouring it, those dishes...

"Put it here."

"promise."

The servant girl left in a hurry after delivering the porridge.

Miscanthus stood up, seeing the two bowls of clear porridge, she couldn't help swallowing, thinking that Miss Du was so careful that she even prepared a bowl for him.

He walked up to Duyao with a rough and honest face, and smiled at Duyao: "My subordinate will thank the transitional girl first, then my subordinate will not be polite."

Although he doesn't need to eat these human grains, but after being a human being for a long time, he will inevitably react to these. He always feels uncomfortable if he hasn't eaten for a long time.

Just as he was about to pick up the spoon, he was knocked down by Du Yao.

"Miscanthus, what are you going to do with my porridge?" Du Yao looked wary.

"This... isn't this what you prepared for your subordinates?" Not long after he arrived, he brought two bowls of porridge, and Miss Du was alone, and there was no one else in the room, and the other bowl was not from him. Yes, whose would it be.

It's just that the beating made him somewhat aggrieved.

"Who said it was prepared for you? This is for..." She paused, rolled her eyes, and continued, "These two bowls are mine! If you want to eat, go to the kitchen by yourself!"

what is this...

Miss Du is unreasonable.

Miscanthus stood up in embarrassment, replied: "No." Then she left the room.

Looking at his slightly lonely back, Du Yao sighed, stepped forward and closed the door, then let out someone in her cuff, and said coldly: "Eat."

It turned out that it was prepared for him?
Unexpectedly, Mu Zishen closed his eyes, and said calmly with a high-spirited appearance: "This king doesn't eat these vulgar things."

"You don't eat?!"

"Don't eat."

Are you kidding me, she drove away Miscanthus, specially prepared rations for him, he...

In the end, amidst the horrific screams, Mu Zishen was forcibly soaked in a bowl of clear porridge, unable to extricate himself...

next day
Du Yao woke up early, but saw Mu Zishen with her eyes closed and resting on the bedside.

"Didn't it be agreed last night that you can only sleep at the end of the bed, and you are not allowed to cross the line?" She almost jumped up, and she was about to push him away, but he happened to dodge her.

"My king didn't sleep, which means I don't need to sleep at the end of the bed." He replied calmly.

But anyway, this is also his master bedroom as the eldest prince. She has occupied this room and not let him have a good rest.At any rate, she was his side princess too. She fell asleep and drove him to the cold end of the bed!
What a shame!
But he just didn't say it, and he didn't want to say it.

Du Yao looked at him, feeling overwhelmed.

"So you didn't sleep... What's the matter with your clothes?"

It was only then that Du Yao noticed that he was wrapped in the ugly silk handkerchief she embroidered earlier, and the gleaming golden robe disappeared.

Mu Zishen turned his head and remained silent.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have rolled in the clear porridge to the point of staining his clothes. Fortunately, there was warm water in the room. While she was asleep, he took a bath secretly and found this girl again. It can be used as a silk handkerchief for a robe, but it is a little thin.

Seeing him sucking his nose and ignoring her, Du Yao thought of something in his heart.

She went to the bed, found out the robes he had worn in the past, took the scissors and began to cut open.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Hearing the sound of his robe being torn, Mu Zishen opened his eyes and asked in a cold voice.

"Make clothes for you to wear!" Du Yao replied without turning her head, and then took the needle and thread to sew on the spot.

Fortunately, he is small, so he only needs to sew two sleeves and put on a belt.

"Stop! This king doesn't need you to make clothes! Besides, this king only wears that royal robe." He yelled at her in disgust, and then squinted at the robe he hung on the window sill to dry last night.

"Why?" Du Yao asked him suspiciously, but the movements in his hands did not neglect at all.

"You don't need to know." He wrapped the silk handkerchief around his body tightly and hid under the blanket.

Du Yao smiled and said, "So you like that kind of glittering gold dress?"

A certain elf in the bed didn't make a sound.

She sneered: "But what you are wearing now is my extremely ugly silk handkerchief? It doesn't shine, so how can you wear it?"

The eyes of a certain elf in the bed tightened, and he pulled the thin silk handkerchief around his body.

She sneered, "I can also make a golden feeling."

A certain elf in the bed grinned, thinking that this was more or less the case.

He no longer heard Du Yao's voice, he got out of the bed, looked around for her figure, and finally saw her in the corner of the room, but she looked extremely busy.

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(End of this chapter)