After he handed the cup over, Lu Mian brought the porridge to him.

The porridge in the imperial dining room is very viscous and warm, and you can see some fine meat foam inside, and the meat is fragrant.

Mo Zhao took the porridge and couldn't help but swallow it.

That exaggerated speed made Lu Mian can't help but worry about whether he will be choked.

"You can eat it slowly, there's another bowl yours too." Lu Mian couldn't help but speak.

Mo Zhao didn't slow down his swallowing, and by the time he stopped, a bowl of porridge had bottomed out.

Lu Mian took the empty bowl and handed him the remaining bowl of porridge: "You eat here, I'll go outside and take a look." ”

Mo Zhao took the porridge and drank it with a grunt, not thinking of responding to Lu Mian's words at all.

Lu Mian didn't mind either, turned around and went out.

She just knew that Mo Zhao was very hungry, so she went to the imperial dining room to get food back as soon as she sent Mo Zhao back.

And now, Lu Mian plans to turn the cold palace around and familiarize himself with the situation in the palace.

The cold palace is very large and remote, the yard is overgrown with weeds, the eaves are covered with cobwebs, and even the walls are crawling with moss and wild vines.

Lu Mian turned around, it happened that this palace has not been repaired for too long, and every room is leaking, and I don't know if the room where Mo Zhao lives leaks rain.

However, Lu Mian also found a lot of things that could be used in this palace.

And she also found a small kitchen.

It's just that I haven't cleaned it for too long, whether it's the kitchen or other rooms, it's all dust accumulation, and I have to clean it well.

Lu Mian looked at the sky outside, the weather was clear, and the sun was shining.

If you can clean the kitchen now, you can boil water to wash Mo Zhao in the afternoon.

When he saw Mo Zhao for the first time, Lu Mian noticed it.

I don't know how long he hasn't taken a bath, and he's as dirty as a little beggar.

It's definitely an unbearable mess for Lumian.

Lu Mian said that he would do it, took out a handkerchief from his cuff to cover his mouth and nose, and began to clean up the kitchen.

The kitchen is not big, but there are a lot of things piled up, and Lu Mian has to move them all out.

Wash and keep what you can use, and throw it away in another room if you can't use it.

Lu Mian is sharp and busy.

Over there, Mo Zhao in the room drank two bowls of porridge and couldn't help but eat a few vegetable buns.

He didn't stop until his stomach was too strong to eat.

This feeling of eating is a little unfamiliar to Mo Zhao.

Since his mother's accident and he was imprisoned in the cold palace, he has been starving.

He was almost hungry.

Mo Zhao's eyes fell on the half stack of buns, looked back at the door, and quickly reached out and took two buns into his arms.

After thinking about it, he took two more.

With four buns in his arms, it was like carrying a huge treasure to Mo Zhao.

It made him feel extremely satisfied, but also a little uneasy.

Mo Zhao looked left and right, pushed the wheelchair, approached the bed, and hid the four buns in his arms in the quilt.

The bed was covered in dust, even the quilt was dirty, and there was a strong musty and other stench. You can imagine how dirty this bun will be if you hide it here.

But now is not the time for Mo Zhao to be picky.

He's fed up with the feeling of starvation.

If Lu Mian also finds that the future is hopeless by his side, and finally decides to abandon him and leave him, at least he still has buns to eat.

The bed was the only safe place Mo Zhao could think of now, safer than hiding on himself.

Because if he hides it on his body, he will be discovered by the minions who bullied him.

And if you hide in bed, you won't.

The quilt was so dirty that no one wanted to touch it.

After hiding the buns, Mo Zhao turned around and looked at the only two buns left on the tray.

In fact, he also wanted to hide the two buns together.

One bun for one meal, two buns he can eat for a day.

Hide these two buns, and he will be able to starve for one less day in the future.

But thinking of Lu Mian's appearance that she hadn't eaten anything just now, and finally handed him the bowl of porridge that belonged to her, Mo Zhao licked the corners of his mouth and lowered his head to look away.

I don't know where she went, what did she say just now?

What did she do out there?

Why didn't you come back after you went out?

Mo Zhao craned his neck and looked out the door, a little anticipating.

However, instead of seeing, people noticed some subtle movements coming from outside.

Mo Zhao's fingers curled slightly, and after a while, he pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

The kitchenette is at the very end of the palace.

After Mo Zhao left the room, he also clearly heard it coming from the far right.

He pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached, and then he saw Lu Mian cleaning up in the small kitchen.

I also saw a lot of things in the open space outside the small kitchen, which were carried out by her.

There was little movement when Mo Zhao approached, and he stopped under the eaves and didn't make a sound.

It wasn't until Lu Mian came out of the kitchen again that he found out about the existence of His Royal Highness.

His hands were busy, and Lu Mian was so hot that he was sweating.

Seeing Mo Zhao, a smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Has Your Highness eaten well?" ”

"Hmm." Because of the meal just now, Mo Zhao's attitude towards her was much better, and he even took the initiative to ask her: "What are you doing here?" ”

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Because Junbao didn't finish writing.

There are still 400 words short of the number of words that the website is fully updated.

But time was too late.

So, copy the old content to make up the word count.

Replace it as soon as the new content is written.

Everyone will get up tomorrow morning and re-read the second half of this chapter, which is the new content.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just this time.

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One bun for one meal, two buns he can eat for a day.

Hide these two buns, and he will be able to starve for one less day in the future.

But thinking of Lu Mian's appearance that she hadn't eaten anything just now, and finally handed him the bowl of porridge that belonged to her, Mo Zhao licked the corners of his mouth and lowered his head to look away.

I don't know where she went, what did she say just now?

What did she do out there?

Why didn't you come back after you went out?

Mo Zhao craned his neck and looked out the door, a little anticipating.

However, instead of seeing, people noticed some subtle movements coming from outside.

Mo Zhao's fingers curled slightly, and after a while, he pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

The kitchenette is at the very end of the palace.

After Mo Zhao left the room, he also clearly heard it coming from the far right.

He pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached, and then he saw Lu Mian cleaning up in the small kitchen.

I also saw a lot of things in the open space outside the small kitchen, which were carried out by her.

There was little movement when Mo Zhao approached, and he stopped under the eaves and didn't make a sound.

It wasn't until Lu Mian came out of the kitchen again that he found out about the existence of His Royal Highness.

His hands were busy, and Lu Mian was so hot that he was sweating.

Seeing Mo Zhao, a smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Has Your Highness eaten well?" ”。

"Hmm." Because of the meal just now, Mo Zhao's attitude towards her was much better, and he even took the initiative to ask her: "What are you doing here?" ”