Chu Ling was wearing a somewhat yellowed undershirt, without the cover of a wide robe, which made Chu Ling's figure thinner and thinner, and above the collar, there was a half-cut collarbone exposed, and the collarbone was concave, as if it could hold wine, a very beautiful shape.

He seemed to have just woken up, his hair was untied, draped behind him, and a few disobedient wisps slipped in front of him, and the moment he saw her, his dark and beautiful eyes were slightly surprised.

He gathered his underwear, lowered his head, looked at the food box that Jiang Juan was carrying, and asked her gently, "Are you here to deliver food?" ”

The voice is nice, and the tone is a little uncertain.

Jiang Juan began to make up for it again, thinking that when Chu Ling was the prince before, he must have been in front of him and in the back cluster, and he didn't know how many palace maids circled around him.

Now he lives in such a dilapidated courtyard, and there is not even a palace maid to serve, as if the entire palace has forgotten such a person.

Jiang Juan nodded: "Yes, is Your Highness eating outside or in the house?" ”

Chu heard her voice and blinked.

"Please put your things on the stone table in the courtyard, wait a minute."

Chu Ling was very polite, and he didn't have any princely shelf.

Counting Chu Ling's age, he became the crown prince at the age of eleven, and now, he is only less than sixteen years old, and after this winter, he is only sixteen years old.

Such a person should have followed those princes and lived a life without worrying about anything.

Jiang Juan put the food box on the table, and saw Chu Ling come out with a basin of water.

Jiang Juan's eyes were sharp, and he found that this basin was not the same as the one he saw last time, although it was also very old.

There is a well in the courtyard, Chu Ling has a plain white robe on his body, and the threads at the back of the robe have threads, he is by the well, picks up the bucket, bends down, and is about to draw water.

Jiang Juan immediately rushed over and said to Chu Ling: "Your Highness, let the slave and maid come to this kind of thing." ”

Chu Ling probably didn't expect her to be so active, and she still maintained a bent posture, her chin raised slightly, and she turned her head to look at her.

Ginger Roll had already taken the small wooden barrel in his hand.

Looking down at the deep well, I was a little embarrassed again.

She has no experience in fetching water, although the original owner used to always do some cleaning work, but this kind of rough work was not done.

I made a mistake and gritted my teeth and threw the bucket in.

When it was brought up, the ginger roll knew it had failed.

It didn't look like the weight of water at all.

Sure enough, the barrel was wet.

Quietly glanced to the side, Chu Ling stood there, her crimson lips were slightly curved, like the peach blossom petals in March, her eyes were also a little smiling, her smile was beautiful and restrained, and after laughing for a while, Chu Ling said:

"You turn the barrel upside down, pinch the rope, and don't be crooked when you throw it in."

According to Chu Ling's words, this time Jiang Juan heard a loud sound of water.

It's done!

Pull the barrel up, and Ginger Roll also helped to lift the barrel in.

After a while, Chu Ling came out, and Jiang Juan opened the food box and saw the dishes inside.

A bowl of soup, cabbage and meat slices soup, but there are only a few slices of cabbage in the soup, and a little bit of fat floating on it, and a fried pumpkin, the pumpkin sticks together, and the appearance is extremely bad.

Ginger rolls can't stand it anymore.

After Chu Ling sat down, he glanced at the dishes on the table and smiled again: "There is still soup today." ”。

His expression was very satisfied, like a child who got a candy he liked.