With the guidance of the two of them, I finally made it to the kitchen.

The kitchen of Ningyuan Wangfu is much larger, divided into two rooms, the inner room is furnished with cooking utensils such as pots and stoves, and the outer room has a long table with dishes and chopsticks and a small basin for washing hands. It seems to be for the kitchen cooks and servants.

And King Ning Yuan asked me to come here to eat.

I don't think so, after all, I'm not a big lady, and I'm used to eating with my husband and servants in Fulan Garden.

There was a cook in the kitchen, and the other seemed to be her husband, both of whom looked to be in their forties and fifties. There was also a little girl of eight or nine years old who was bouncing around and helping them wash the dishes.

When she saw me come in, the cook didn't say anything, just took the food and put it on the table, and left with a blank face.

There are four dishes, a bowl of white rice porridge, a white steamed bun, a plate of green vegetables, and a small square bowl with half an egg.

This should be people's food. Breakfast in Fulan Garden is better than this!

I was suddenly a little unhappy in my heart, and I was about to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, if it wasn't for King Ningyuan's permission, how could a few servants dare to do this to me?

Looks like I really him off in the morning.

I slowly nibbled on the steamed buns, stirring the porridge in front of me with a spoon.

For a long time, I felt a pair of eyes staring at me all the time. When I looked up, I realized that it was the little girl, who was sitting across the long table, grinning. A pair of eyes are clear and simple.

Seeing me looking at her, she smiled and asked, "Sister, isn't my grandma's cooking delicious?" ”

It turned out that she was the granddaughter of the two.

I didn't know how to answer, so I had to ask, "Little sister, have you eaten?" ”

Seeing me talking, the little girl seemed to be extremely excited, and immediately jumped up and ran to me, and then nodded vigorously and said, "The prince said that he was late for dinner, let us make a good meal, get up early and eat first, and then send it to him when the meal is served." ”

The little girl said simply, but I heard the meaning of the words, and exclaimed: "Lord, eat the same meal as you?" ”

The little girl nodded, her eyes widened, and she tilted her head to look at me, as if she didn't understand why I was asking.

The servant was calling for her help, and when he saw that I was staying, he said, "The girl is a blessing, our prince will only let us boil eggs to eat on weekdays on his birthday and mother's death day, and each person in the whole house will have half an egg, and each person will share a bowl of meat during the New Year." When you come today, General Qinghe has come to inform us on the order of the prince that he will boil only an egg to catch the wind for you. ”

Hearing this, I was even more confused, thinking that when I was in the Mu Mansion, I went in and out of the major jewelry shops every day, and a waiter still spent money like dirt, and the dignified King Ningyuan lived such a hard life, for what was it?

As if seeing my doubts, the servant simply sat down and said slowly in his old and hoarse voice: "Where did the food that you used as the prince to guard the border pass and relieve the disaster victims come from?" Where did the money come from to reward the three armies for winning the battle? ”

My heart was shocked, and I looked at him fixedly, it seemed that I had only begun to know King Ning Yuan today.

No wonder there aren't many servants in a huge palace!

He also told me that most of the servants in this palace were the family members of the prince's cronies, and when his son was marching at the border pass, the king of Ningyuan would take their family members to the palace to do sprinkler cleaning or other favors, so that they would not have to be displaced in the event of chaos.

Listening to this, I have mixed feelings. Cheng Hao's face kept flashing in front of him, cold as frost for a while, and smiling for a while......

At this time, I realized how arrogant I was in front of him in the morning.

"Sister, sister, eat quickly, the rice is going to be cold." The little girl urged.

I came back to my senses and realized that my eyes were wet.

I asked the girl, "What's your name?" ”

"I don't have a name, everyone calls me Anan!" The child replied innocently.

No name. yes, just like me. In this era of precariousness, people struggling in poverty, who will have the time to think of a name for their children?

"Anan, my name is Jinse."

"Sister Jinse, my father is fighting in the north, and last year my father wrote to him that he was about to become a general!" Anan said excitedly.

I touched her head and laughed too.

As I left the kitchen, the servant whispered to me that Anan's father had died in February and that the child knew nothing......

I walked around the house in a panic.

I think of those poor people, and I also think of Ningyuan Wang Chenghao, what kind of person is he? As far as the eye can see, there are rocky mountains. However, Cheng Haoqi, in my heart, slowly, slowly emerged different colors.

I began to apologize for my suspicion of him, and for the early morning self-inflicted actions, and he might just want to save my life! It's like he pitied his subordinates and pitied the little girl named Xiao Nan. Nothing to do with calculations.

Thinking like this, he unconsciously walked to his door the same way.

At the end of a long corridor, I walked through the corridor and walked to the door, only to find that my door was engraved with a big word "vessel"!

Because once upon a time there were weapons stored here? Using such a room as a bedroom always feels awkward in my heart. I don't know what Cheng Hao thinks.

I sighed helplessly and reached out to push the door open.

Suddenly, my heart froze, and I quickly flashed, and a shiny armband grazed my ear and stuck straight into the door.

I followed the armband and looked at the place where it came, it was Cheng Hao!

He sat in his wheelchair and looked at me with a smile on his lips.

I didn't know what he meant, so I frowned and froze, ready to catch the second weapon at any moment.

They confronted each other for a long time, and they didn't see any movement from him.

I raised my head and said, "I didn't expect that King Ning Yuan would also use this hurtful trick behind his back." ”

Cheng Hao was not annoyed, the sun fell right on his shoulder. Compared with the violent him in the morning, he exudes a leisurely and calm body at this moment, and there are ...... A hint of warmth.

"With your current situation, you will encounter a hidden weapon at any time. I only made one out just now, and you can avoid it, if I send a second one after me, I'm afraid you won't be dead soon! He said this as if it were a matter of gossip.

It turned out that he wasn't trying to kill me, and I relaxed.

"How is the prince doing?" I asked.

"If you don't want to stay in my house for the rest of your life, you need to learn some skills." His tone remained indifferent. At this time, I can't imagine that this is a domineering prince who has been fighting in the east and west since he was thirteen years old.

Don't you blame me for the offense in the morning? I thought so to myself, but I didn't say it.

"Wait for me in the martial arts arena tomorrow." He said again.

Seeing that I was silent in thought, he asked, "What are you thinking?" Cheng Hao asked suddenly.

I chuckled: "I'm wondering, what kind of person is the prince?" ”

Cheng Hao also smiled: "What kind of person he is, you can see it by looking at it." This king is here. ”

The breeze was blowing, and I looked at the smiling man from afar, and lost my mind for a moment.

Cheng Hao turned his wheelchair and walked towards me.

I'm a meal, he is?

He didn't pay attention to me, and just said, "Rest for a while, change your clothes, Qinghe will take you to the street." ”

"On the street?" I was really annoyed when I thought that Hua Nian sent people to follow me to the streets every day when I was in Mufu. In addition, he Ningyuan Wangfu didn't have much money, how could he afford such a squander?

"When I go out this time, I'm not allowed to buy anything." He seemed to see what I was thinking.

He had already walked past me and continued to walk towards the end of the corridor.

"You must know that in this world, there are not only family feuds." He didn't look at me, and his clear voice drifted from afar.

It turned out that on the other side of the corridor was his room.

It's facing my door.

It was only the places where Kiyokawa took me this time that I got to know the real Kyoto.

I wore men's clothes and followed Qinghe out of the palace.

The front of the Ningyuan Wangfu is wide, the willows are still around, and the place where it passes is prosperous. It's the same as two months ago.

Crossing a long crowded street, he led me past a cloth shop and into a long alleyway, which was flanked by the courtyard walls of two wealthy families, from which a dense flower tree was sticking out, exuding a faint fragrance.

Suddenly, two children of six or seven years old ran after them from the other end of the alleyway, and the child in the lead was holding a small piece of dough in his arms, and he was crying loudly as he put the dough into his mouth.

The two children were unclothed, and their skin was covered with dirt, and they could not see their original color.

The child in front of us ran towards us, suddenly rolled his eyes, grabbed his throat with one hand, curled up on the ground, and the other hand was still clutching the dirty piece of dough.

The child chasing after him looked stupid and stood still and didn't know what to do.

I knew at a glance that the child had choked on eating too hastily—as we used to do when we were young—and before Qinghe could make a move, I immediately took a step, and with my memory and the rudimentary medical skills I had heard in the Fulan Garden, I hugged the child from behind, pressed my right hand against his chest, and pushed him hard with the palm of my left hand.

"Ahem," the boy coughed, and a large pile of filth came out of his mouth, including the piece of dough.

Both children burst into tears at the same time.

I put the kid down. Before the age of nine, in Beijiagou, children in the village often fought for food.

I still remember one time when I found a piece of sweet potato with great difficulty, and I was about to take it home and roast it with my family, but a boy in the village took advantage of my inattention and snatched it, and I chased after it desperately.

At that time, we didn't have enough to eat, we didn't have much energy, and we ran a few steps and ran out of breath. The boy couldn't run, so he stuffed the sweet potatoes into the dung on the side of the road, and when I saw that I couldn't, I had to go away angrily.

After walking a few steps, he turned back to find the boy pulling sweet potatoes out of the dung, rubbing two handfuls on his clothes, and munching on them......

This incident made me start nagging when I saw sweet potatoes for days on end.

At that time, my sister and I had beaten others, and we were also beaten. We left all the food we grabbed for Yuan Qing.

He was the only male in the family besides his father.

It's just that the eight years in Fulan Garden, as well as a few months of worry-free life in Mu Mansion, have faded that memory.

I didn't expect that after so many years, this situation would still be repeated......

The two children slowly calmed down at this time, and suddenly saw two people in brocade clothes, they seemed to be a little scared, and they also forgot the previous competition, and the two leaned close to each other and looked at us timidly.

I smiled at them. Untied the purse from his waist and handed it to them, which contained a few pieces of broken silver.

The kid who ran ahead took it with courage. They secretly opened it and looked at it, and immediately grinned and their eyes lit up.

Perhaps seeing that I had no ill intentions, the two of us gradually relaxed and began to talk to us.

The child who was choked before was called Xiao Jiu because of his behavior at home.

Xiao Jiu is more than six years old, and his speech is still a little slurred, and he vaguely introduces us to his good friend Ah Fu.

The two of them led us arm in arm to the other side of the alley, as if the previous robbery had not happened.

Qinghe followed me without saying a word, listening to me laugh with the children.

When I finally reached the end of the alley, as far as I could see, I almost burst into tears.