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Lin'an in February was still a little cold, Zhao Shuo's body was already weak, and after some tossing and turning, he finally couldn't help coughing lightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As Your Highness, shouldn't you have a charcoal basin or something? Zhao Shuo was lying on the side of the bed, coughing while looking for the charcoal basin often seen in TV dramas, but it was dark as far as his eyes could see.

A figure not far from the head of the bed heard Zhao Shuo's cough and trotted over.

"Your Highness has just woken up, and his body is still very weak, so it's good to tell the slave and maid if there is anything."

It was the maid Fluttershy who came, and as she spoke, she pulled up the quilt that Zhao Shuo had held under her armpit and covered Zhao Shuo's shoulder.

This quilt can only be said to be called a quilt, the cotton wool inside has long been gone, and there are two layers of thin cloth left, which are not enough to block the cold.

But Zhao Shuo didn't say anything this time, because Fluttershy's red face, palms, and feet that kept stomping on the ground showed that this little girl was also choking on the cold.

"Is there anything else in the house where you can make a fire?"

As His Royal Highness, I can't eat, I can't wear, and now I can't even sleep warmly. Zhao Shuo's heart is really cold.

However, things are already like this, and if you want to change, you can only rely on himself. Think about yourself as a good man in the 21st century, with a knowledge reserve that is hundreds of years ahead of this era, as long as there is a fulcrum, you can pry the master of the earth, how can you be stumped by this food, clothing, and housing problems.

What Zhao Shuo has to do now is to find the fulcrum that can pry the earth, and then change everything.

When Shuo's emotions are high, Fluttershy inadvertently pours cold water on him.

"Your Highness, when the golden thief retreated north, he took away everything that could be taken away from the entire Lin'an City, and now there are still houses in the city that are smoking." Fluttershy looks down and continues. "When His Highness was injured, in order to treat His Highness, Gonggong Feng sold out everything that could be sold in the mansion. So, so ......"

Fluttershy's head lowers and her voice grows quieter.

Although Fluttershy doesn't answer Zhao Shuo's words directly, Zhao Shuo understands what she meant. That is, now his Highness is a Highness who wants nothing, even worse than ordinary ordinary people.

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The night's torment finally passed, and when the sky was just shining, Zhao Shuo, who had not slept all night, got up.

After covering the quilt that was no longer called a quilt for Fluttershy, who was asleep on a chair next to the bed, Zhao Shuo pushed open the door and made her way to the courtyard.

This is the first time Zhao Shuo has seen his palace, this is an antique mansion, counting the one behind him, there are a total of three houses.

The wings on the left and right, together with the residence behind him, and the gate directly in front of him, surrounded a somewhat flustered courtyard.

The maid Yanwu had already started to get busy, and she kept stuffing the dried weeds into the stove next to the east wing. The black smoke billowed from the stove, choking the little girl and coughing constantly.

Next to the stove was a bucket of clean water and some unknown leaves. I don't know the name because these green leaves are short and small, with only one sharp point, and it is impossible to tell what its body is.

"Is this today's breakfast?" Zhao Shuo pinched a little green leaf whose name he didn't know and said.

Yan Wu was taken aback, and when she turned her head to see that it was Zhao Shuo, she was even more surprised in her heart. Zhao Shuo has always been a lazy highness, and he will never get up until the sun rises. Seeing him get up so early, it was the first time since Yan Wu took care of Zhao Shuo.

"The slave and maid have been busy cooking, and they haven't seen His Highness, and they hope that His Highness will atone for their sins."

Looking at Yan Wu who was saluting, Zhao Shuo shook his head slightly. In my memory, Yan Wu is different from Fluttershy, if Fluttershy doesn't have Grandpa Feng to watch, she will say whatever she wants, but Yan Wu is not, no matter when or what she does, she is so careful and duty-bound, as if she is afraid of doing something wrong.

Yan Wu is the same age as Fluttershy, seventeen or eighteen, and is equally emaciated. She bowed her head slightly, her face and ears were slightly red, and her saluting hands were a little red and swollen.

Zhao Shuo took a few steps forward and grabbed Yan Wu's somewhat red and swollen hands, which were hard and cold, without the slightest heat.

Yan Wu was startled and opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't scream. She knows very well that although His Royal Highness Zhao Shuo, the illegitimate son, is broken, he is still His Highness and her master. The masters want to do something, and they can only submit to them as slaves.

What she imagined to happen next, though, didn't happen. Zhao Shuo's hand just squeezed slightly, and then let go.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yan Wu."

A faint voice sounded, making Yan Wu feel like she was in a dream. This can be a master's words to a slave, a highness's words to a maid, this is a kind of understanding, this sentence makes Yan Wu feel that his efforts are worth it.

Looking at Zhao Shuo's thin and upright back, leaving two lines of tears, Yan Wu suddenly felt that this His Highness, who had been idle, lazy, and unable to do anything, seemed to have grown up.

The yard is not very large, and you can see it all at a glance. Zhao Shuo kept observing, looking for inch by inch.

He wants to change the current life of not having enough food and clothing, and he can even wake up from sleep. Let these few who have been following him never abandon him. Loyal subordinates are duly rewarded. Let them know that following him, His Highness, is the most correct thing they have done in their lives.

In addition to Gonggong Feng, Fluttershy, and Yan Wu, there are also two equally scrawny guards who are still following him. This is all the people who take care of Zhao Shuo's diet and daily life now.

After some observation, Zhao Shuo's eyes finally locked on the dark coal faces on the edge of the stove.

"Your Highness, why don't you say a word when you get up." Fluttershy, who doesn't know when, is already up and running over with the quilt and draping her feet over Zhao Shuo's shoulders. "Your Highness, it's cold outside, you're not well yet, be careful of the cold, let's go back to the house."

"Those coal faces, why don't you use them, isn't it a waste to put them there?" Zhao Shuo didn't rush back to the house, but asked.

"Your Highness, you don't know if you don't cook, those coal noodles are mixed with soil, and they can't be used at all, otherwise the gold thieves would have been taken away long ago. Now Sister Yan Wu can only go around collecting firewood every day to light a fire and cook. ”

Fluttershy's mouth is fast, and Grandpa Feng is not watching, so she pours beans and says it.

Zhao Shuo nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. On this shivering February morning, I finally thought of a way out of the situation.