Jiang Wu saw Yuan Jing holding a burden of raw sweet potatoes with an unhappy expression and left Yilan Xuan.

"Your Highness, Lord Jing, he ...... Are you okay? Jiang Wu was a little worried.

"What could he do?"

"But Lord Jing doesn't seem to be very happy...... Jiang Wu blinked lightly, but when she turned around, she was stunned.

"Your Highness......"

Yun Rongjue leaned on a few pieces, holding half a roasted sweet potato in his hand, and the plate of sweet potatoes, except for the half in Yun Rongjue's hand, there were only two left on the plate.

Jiang Wu blinked and looked at Yun Rongjue suspiciously.

"My sister is looking at the main hall like this."

Jiang Wufan's lips bulged, and his voice was soft and soft, "This roasted sweet potato His Royal Highness is not ...... Don't like it too much? ”

"Come here." Yun Rongjue snorted. Jiang Wu obediently walked up to him.

"Did the main hall say that it didn't like it?"

Jiang Wu was dumbfounded, he really didn't say it just now, but the conversation between him and Prince Jing obviously didn't seem to like it.

"Eat one." Yun Rongjue picked up a piece and handed it to her.

"Slaves don't dare." She lowered her head slightly.

"If the main hall asks you to eat, you will eat, there is nothing to dare to." He forced the sweet potato into her palm.

Jiang Wu couldn't resist, "Your Highness Nu Xie." ”

Jiang Wu hasn't tasted this roasted sweet potato for a long time, the golden and soft glutinous sweet melon flesh melts in the mouth, delicious and warm the stomach, she holds the small sweet potato and bites it, like a mouse.

Yun Rongjue looked at it, feeling a little pleasing to the eye, and held his forehead with one hand to look comfortable.

"Sister, I still like it." He groaned softly.

Jiang Wu's cheeks bulged and nodded very seriously, "Well, I like it, I like it very much." ”

Yun Rongjue smiled with satisfaction, "You can use the rest of it, if you have it in the future, you can eat it if you want." ”

Jiang Wu's small mouth that nibbled on the sweet potato paused, and he looked at Yun Rongjue in a daze.

Is he so lenient with her?

Yun Rongjue looked at the little girl's stunned appearance, smiled lightly, flicked her sleeves, stood up and walked outside.

Jiang Wu hurriedly stood up, "Your Highness is going out." ”

"Well, let's go to the palace." The man fell, and the figure gradually faded away.

Jiang Wuwang looked at Yun Rongjue's dissipating back, and the roasted sweet potato in his hand was still warm.

……

Yun Rongjue left Yilan Xuan, Jiang Wu cleaned up the hall, and picked up the marigolds hanging from the vase in the hall and hugged them out.

On the way back to Yilanxuan, she met Nanfu, and the two chatted a few times.

When the two were about to separate, suddenly, Jiang Wu saw a few people leading behind the internal officer not far away, who were ragged and wearing shackles on their feet, "Where are they going?" ”

At this time, those who should stay have already been allocated, and these are not like staying in the palace to do things.

Nanfu glanced at Jiang Wu's line of sight, pursed her lips and sighed, "They are also prisoners, and they are going to be executed." ”

Execute?

Jiang Wu choked in his throat, looking at those figures, his eyes were a little frightened and heavy.

"Are you going to be put to death...... she muttered, "can't you stay here and do things?" ”

Nan Fu glanced sideways at Jiang Wu, understood her emotions, and sighed lightly: "Xiao Wu, these are not things we can decide, this Daliang Palace has never lacked people, nor is there a shortage of these prisoners who can do things, the lucky ones can stay, and the unfortunate ones, or useless in the eyes of the master, will ......" Her voice paused, "I heard that several people have been executed in the past two days." ”