couldn't screw the good words of the three of them to persuade each other, and An Chengluo could only acquiesce to Xiaojiangyu to make ginseng porridge in the end.

After a while, he hesitated when he looked at the two bowls of steaming ginseng porridge brought by Xiaojiang Yu.

Do you really want to eat it?

Is it really not poisoned?

Xiaojiangyu brought a bowl to An Chengluo, and another bowl to Jiangling.

Jiang Ling took the bowl a little stunned, and said stunned: "I have it too?" ”

Xiaojiangyu laughed twice and said, "I heard that Guard Jiang also vomited just now, this ginseng porridge nourishes the stomach, and I also brought a bowl to Guard Jiang, you can eat it quickly." ”

An Chengluo was slightly surprised, and glanced at Xiaojiangyu thoughtfully.

He deeply doubted that today's Xiaojiang fish had been replaced, how did he become so kind?

The more he thought about it, the more hesitant he became, and the bowl of ginseng porridge didn't dare to move.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Xiaojiangyu won't be a thief, so he poisoned him again, right?

Seeing that An Chengluo was slow to move, Xiaojiangyu asked, "Why doesn't the prince eat it?" ”

An Chengluo pursed his lips slightly, and said, "This king still doesn't feel like he has much appetite." ”

I'm not sure if there's anything poisonous, so he won't eat it.

But you can't ask Xiaojiangyu directly, if this porridge is poisoned, then you can't treat him as a monster.

"If you don't have an appetite, you have to eat something." Xiaojiangyu pushed the porridge in front of An Chengluo again, and said, "If you have any problems with hunger, wait for Xiao...... Sister Feiye is back, and she can't settle accounts with me. ”

Hearing this, Hua Xian'er raised her eyebrows, looked at Xiaojiangyu, and said curiously: "Who is Sister Feiye?" ”

Xiaojiangyu greeted Hua Xian'er with an inquiring gaze, and said with a smile: "Sister Xian'er is a few days late, otherwise she can meet Sister Feiye, she is a very powerful person, but the prince is Sister Feiye's sweetheart." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at An Chengluo and said, "So if the prince is hungry, Sister Feiye will kill me." ”

Hua Xian'er's face was slightly gloomy.

He asked her for scar removal cream before, was it for this non-night sister?

It's really affectionate.

But why do you think it's so unpleasant?

When will a man do this to her?

No, to be precise, there should be a man she likes like this, and those who have been circling around her before are like flies, very annoying.

As for who the man he likes is, who knows?

Hua Xian'er pursed her lips, can she take the first step?

She didn't want to listen to how affectionate people were here.

An Chengluo's expression was slightly stunned, but he didn't care about what Hua Xian'er was thinking, he grabbed Xiaojiangyu's hand, his eyes lit up slightly, and asked, "She told you this?" ”

What words?

Of course, he said that he was her sweetheart.

Xiaojiangyu's face stiffened slightly, and he sneered: "I...... I guess, otherwise, how could Sister Feiye live in King An's Mansion for so long, and how could she still keep your dog's life. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jiangyu realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately reached out to cover his mouth.

An Chengluo's eyes narrowed.

Well? Dog life?

So in Xiaojiangyu's heart, he, the dignified prince, is a dog's life?

"Hey...... Hey. Xiaojiang Yugan laughed twice and said, "The prince still eats porridge, if you don't eat it again, it should be cold." ”

An Chengluo looked down at the bowl of ginseng porridge in front of him, was silent, and finally picked up the jade spoon under Xiaojiangyu's hopeful gaze.

The ginseng porridge is smooth in the mouth, light but without losing the taste, and has a faint sweetness.

Didn't throw up, it's good.

An Chengluo's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't imagine that even a bowl of ordinary ginseng porridge made by Xiaojiang fish could subtract his fifty hours of sleep time.

Thinking about the ginseng porridge made by those cooks in the house before, he didn't reduce it for half a moment.

Isn't it the same to make rice under porridge? Or is it a different ginseng?

Why is there such a big difference between different people making the same ginseng porridge?

That's it, for the sake of this bowl of porridge, I won't worry about her before I speak out.

After a few clicks, An Chengluo's bowl of ginseng porridge bottomed out.

Hua Xian'er secretly rolled her eyes.

Didn't you just say that you don't have an appetite?

Eat pretty fast.

An Chengluo raised his head and glanced at Jiang Ling, the ginseng porridge in his hand had not moved.

Jiang Ling had been standing aside with a bowl, and when he noticed the gaze of the prince, he immediately stepped forward and offered the ginseng porridge in his hand.

An Chengluo nodded with satisfaction, ignoring the strange eyes of others, and ate elegantly.

Jiang Ling stood straight to the side, feeling worried in his heart.

The prince is duplicitous.

Just now he said that he had no appetite, but fortunately he was clever enough, otherwise he would have been punished to brush the bucket again.

Since Feng Shi came, his status as the great steward of the palace has changed.

He is becoming more and more difficult, he has to be more serious and careful in his work, and he has to figure out the prince's mind all the time.

I'm afraid that the prince will not be happy, and reward him for brushing a year's gong bucket, and after that year, he will have no status in King An's mansion.

He will surely be trampled on the soles of his feet by Toyoshi.

Xiao Jiangyu looked at Jiang Ling standing aside honestly, and felt that he was a little pitiful.

Quietly walked up to him and whispered, "There is still ginseng porridge in the dining room, you will eat it later." ”

An Cheng dropped the tip of his ear, and the words instantly reached his ears, and he glanced up at Jiang Ling.

Gangneung was so shocked that he almost lost his soul.

The prince's glance seems to be normal, but it is actually extremely dangerous.

In order for him not to have to spend the rest of his life with Gong Tong, he can't do this kind of thing by stealing food!

"Thank you Miss Xiao for your kindness, but the ginseng porridge is made for the prince, and the prince should eat it, Jiangling is just a little minion, don't dare to enjoy it." Gangneung replied with a smile.

Xiao Jiangyu shook his head, turned his head and walked away.

She can't see these servants of high-ranking and aristocratic families the most, they always look like they know their status and are lowly, and they are very boring.

It's still a little interesting to tease the salted fish king, not as old-fashioned as these subordinates.

An Cheng was embarrassed.

Tease?

Is Xiaojiangyu comparing him to a bird in a cage? Or a swimming fish in a fish pond?

"The prince's appetite is still quite good." Hua Xian'er smiled and said, "It's just that the prince vomited too fiercely, and now you can't be greedy, just eat some belly pads." ”

The person who said just now that he had no appetite ate two bowls at once.

I didn't expect that this eleven prince was still a rice bucket, a full rice bucket.

An Chengluo was silent, pursed his lips and said: "This king suddenly feels that his appetite has increased greatly, and this king feels that he can continue to eat." ”

Rice bucket and rice bucket, who will not get along with food. Hua Xian'er hadn't tasted this ginseng porridge, otherwise she would have been the same as him.

Although it doesn't matter if he eats one bowl or ten bowls, the sleep time that ginseng porridge can offset for him is the same, but it is good to eat as much as you want.

Hua Xian'er rolled her eyes, curtsied, and said, "Since this is the case, then the prince should eat more, Xian'er will be absent first." ”

She had to go back and continue to study, how could her poison not work on An Cheng, she gave him a pulse just now, and she didn't know why he vomited like that.

She's going to ask Grandpa.