A lot of people have been in situations where they've been restless and uncomfortable because they have nothing to do – and Molly is now.

The cough medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor has a very good sleeping effect, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince usually needs to get up several times at night because he often has trouble sleeping.

But that night, he remained motionless, like a sleeping beauty, and seemed to be about to sleep in the middle of nowhere.

After spreading his hair, Qu Jincun's black pressed green silk was spread flat on the pillow, making him look younger than his actual age.

In the midst of a large expanse of crow-blue, his handsome face, which was white and expressionless, looked extraordinarily calm, indifferent, and perfect.

In this layer of dream-making space, in addition to him, the crown prince, the emperor also has a very beloved little son, who is just 8 years old - this is entirely because of his love for the house and Wu, and the emperor is very fond of the little prince's mother.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is almost a round older than this little brother, he should have sat firmly on the throne of the Crown Prince......

However, in recent years, as the remarks that "the prince suffers from thirst-quenching disease" have spread more and more violently, rumors that His Majesty the emperor will give up the crown prince and instead cultivate the little prince have also begun to become popular.

And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qu Jincun himself, when facing the outside world, is more humble and wise, perfect, and seems to be completely unaffected by the outside world.

But what he was thinking in his heart, no one knows.

It seems that the yin sheep weed that was maliciously put into the hands of the master in the imperial dining room a while ago was ...... It's definitely not a good-natured joke.

Even if it is a fictional dream-making space, the surrounding qiē is so real.

The treacherous and changeable court struggle is much more tragic than the real workplace.

Qu Jincun, who was standing on the cusp of the limelight, was unlikely to be knocked into the water by the undercurrent lurking around.

…… and even a catastrophe!

Thinking a little deeper, Molly suddenly thought again: if the owner of this dream-making space really had a vague tendency to self-destruct, then his actions to put himself in danger were by no means limited to one or two times.

If a person's subconscious mind wants to self-destruct, then he will always find a chance!

Thinking of this, Molly couldn't help but press the corner of her forehead.

Obviously, the strategy has come here, and it has involved personal safety issues - not only Qu Jincun himself has begun to show a slight masochistic tendency (such as thirst, toothache, and coughing lung disease), and even this dream space has begun to unconsciously attack her, the raider.

Molly deeply remembers the look of the queen mother who said, "If something happens to my son, I will kill you alive".

If Qu Jincun is really "something", will the queen really kill her?

Or will this dream-making space decisively "obliterate" her?

Molly rubbed her face vigorously, laughing at how much she was scared by the system, and she actually began to be suspicious.

- She is a veteran dream maker, she has won the gold medal qualification, and she has never been caught in the dream space attack of any strategy target, and her confidence is built on her own strength.

Molly decided to continue believing in herself.

She can take down Qu Jincun.

Qu Jincun is improving, although slowly, but he is indeed improving!

"Hungry, hungry." On the couch, the sleeping Prince Qu woke up from his dream, and before he fully opened his eyes, his first order was to ask for food, "I want to eat porridge, I want to eat fragrant porridge with a little salty flavor......"

Molly, who was sitting on the footrest, quickly stood up, leaned in front of him and whispered, "Yes." The millet mung bean porridge is boiled, and there is no sugar yet, do you want to eat it? ”

Qu Jincun weakly raised a thin hand, covered his forehead, and said a little anxiously: "I suddenly want to eat fragrant and drink spicy and sweets...... I'm a little tired of it. ”

After a good night's sleep, the progress bar went a lot faster?

He gave up sweets in favor of normal eating tastes?

Molly was overjoyed and said in a loud voice: "Then I'll make preserved egg and lean porridge, and I'll be fine right away!" ”

She ran out briskly.

Prince Qu in the quilt completely opened his eyes expressionlessly, and suddenly raised the hand that was covering his forehead just now and shook it in front of his eyes.

The hand froze in mid-air, and it took half a cup of tea before it shook again.

Then he shook more than a dozen times, and his hand fell sharply on the edge of the bed.

Boom.

There was a slight muffled sound.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Three of the same slight muffled sounds in succession.

-- It was Qu Jincun zài who beat the bedside with that hand.

It wasn't until he exhausted all the strength he had accumulated that he let go of his hand and stared at the top of the bed tent with a dull gaze.

Preserved egg and lean pork porridge is a traditional dish in Quang Province. Served with preserved eggs cut into small pieces and salted lean meat. The ingredients vary from region to region, some people will add sesame oil and chopped green onions before eating, while others will add chopped green onions or thin crispy. There is also a preserved egg and pork porridge that evolved from preserved egg and lean pork porridge, which uses fresh meat slices instead of marinated salted lean pork as an ingredient. In the line, it is simply called "preserved egg thin", also known as "flavored porridge".

This porridge is nutritious and delicious, and also has the effect of reducing fire, so it is called "porridge under fire", which can cure toothache and tongue pain caused by fire.

The texture of the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork is viscous and smooth, because the preserved eggs can increase the stickiness of the rice porridge, so the porridge cooked is more viscous.

Molly happily made a small bowl of porridge, carefully half-soaked the bowl in cold water, and waited until it was not so hot before bringing it out to Qu Jincun.

Prince Qu ate very slowly, his eyes drooped, because he still let Molly feed him, so he even ate the last bite of the soup, and did not stop until Molly said "gone".

"You go down," Qu Jincun's white jade-like face was a faint pink after using food, and his lips were much brighter than before the meal, but the sentences he spit out were extremely cold, "I'm lonely, I don't want to see you for the time being." ”

Molly was shocked, but soon recovered, and she silently cleaned up and retreated disapprerovingly.

Greasy...... Finish?

Because she is constantly attacking and trying to reverse his likes and dislikes, does he have to be "tired"?

Is he tired of me already...... Molly walked halfway to a halt, turned her head to look at the dark prince's bedroom in the dawn glow, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Although she knew that he was moody and uncertain, it was really on herself, and she ...... It doesn't seem so easy to accept......