Ignoring their hesitation, holding the chopsticks, she hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long time in the past few days.

The princess opened her mouth, and several people couldn't refute it, they had to eat if they didn't eat. The dishes were placed on a low table in one corner of the dining room, and after a few people hesitated to taste it, they began to perform what it means to eat a pig for the people in the dark.

Tian Bing and Tian Qing, who could see the darkness, couldn't help swallowing their saliva, "Is it really that delicious?" The two glanced at each other, seeing the doubts in each other's eyes, but in less than half an hour, the four of Zijuan had already swept away the entire table of dishes, not even a small green onion.

Such a scene of grabbing food in the palace of the king of Chu can be described as breathtaking.

Ah Jiu's cooking skills are the true inheritance of the knife hunger strike, of course, this is also inseparable from the squeezing of those people in the Tianshan Mountains. Don't think that the knife is definitely a brush, the food nicknamed the god of food is the sky, but the unique skill on the knife in one hand is true, but he is most proficient in cooking.

Once, the seven uniques in the world discussed Ah Jiu's character.

The seven of them are not normal, but they are also lively and cute, exquisite, why did they become so cold-blooded when they came to this girl. In fact, what they don't know is that although Ah Jiu treats people coldly, she is limited to strangers, and treats acquaintances or people she approves, like cloud wolf, wolf king, and wolf mother, she is indeed very enthusiastic.

On the surface, he is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, but in private there are some small ripples, and there is a professional adjective called sullenness. It's a bit far-fetched, but it's also appropriate.

- Ghost King's substitute princess -

Ah Xiang took the initiative to take the responsibility of cleaning up the kitchen, Aunt Zhang hesitated, and finally took Ah Jiu to the lower room where the next person lived under the persuasion of Zijuan.

Aunt Zhang is also an old man in the palace, her son is the son of the palace, but unfortunately, her husband, the old man Zhang, a gardener in the palace, unfortunately died of illness a few days ago, but in just one month, her son Zhang Fan was also infected. Crying and crying, Ah Jiu also got a general idea.

walked further and further, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard that was not dilapidated, but it was incompatible with the palace of King Nuo. Entering the courtyard, there are bamboo poles erected everywhere, hanging some bright clothes, and some shabby ones in the middle.

"When Uncle Zhang was alive, in order to ask for medicine for him, they spent all their savings, and now Xiaofan is ...... Aunt Zhang had no choice but to take on some laundry work to earn some money to buy medicine for Xiaofan! beg the princess not to tell the manager!" Ah Mei knelt in front of Ah Jiu, tears in the corners of her eyes.

Ah Jiu shook her head, she had spent half a year in the Huanyi room, and she knew best what the life of the next person was like. However, in the eyes of those people, their lives are not worth a penny.

"Sister Zijuan, you go to my room and get a hundred taels of silver!" Ah Jiu said to Zijuan in a voice of only two people, and then said loudly, "Go to my room and get my medical bag!" Zijuan left.

Ah Jiu bit his lower lip and thought for a while, "Aunt Zhang, I don't understand the rules of the palace, but you are my Dongyuan people, and I don't have any reason to ignore it!

"Yes, thank you princess, thank you princess!" Ah Mei helped Aunt Zhang, Ah Jiu shook his head, the rules of the palace are not broken by saying that they can be broken, how can this not be understood after so many years in the palace. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, just for that child.

Looking at a bed, a crimson child with a seven or eight-year-old appearance. glanced at Aunt Zhang and shook her head, "Even if you are sick, the doors and windows should be ventilated!, how can they be so airtight!" As she spoke, she asked Ah Mei to open all the doors and windows, and Ah Jiu felt that the air was better.

Walking to the side of the bed, he reached out and pulled Xiao Fan's hand pulse, only to see that his face was crimson and his hands were hot, "How long has Xiao Fan been like this?" Ah Jiu's face sank, and he looked at Aunt Zhang, "What symptoms does the child have on weekdays?"

"Seven, seven days!" Aunt Zhang looked at Ah Jiu's not very good face, and seemed to know that the matter was serious, "Xiao Fan is the most well-behaved on weekdays, his father doesn't cry when he goes, in addition to fever in the past two days, he also occasionally has nosebleeds, and when he wakes up, he always says that there is some tingling on both sides of his chin, and sometimes he spits out after drinking porridge, and the rest is fine!

Black Death, for some reason, three big words appeared in Ah Jiu's mind. In layman's terms, because of the disease caused by the infestation of rats. However, she looked around carefully and had not yet found a mouse, which was only a possibility. It should have been infected by Uncle Zhang and infected to Xiaofan.

Looking at Xiao Fan, Ah Jiu suddenly had a sour nose, as if he saw himself back then. No matter how uncomfortable the body is, no matter how cold the pool is, you always have to support your body and wash those clothes that can never be washed.

"Aunt Zhang, this disease should have been transmitted to Xiao Fan by Uncle Zhang before his death!" Ah Jiu took a deep breath and faced Aunt Zhang, "So, this house, I'm afraid it can't be lived! From today on, you and Xiao Fan will move to a separate compartment in the side room of Dongyuan." Xiaofan's illness may be a little troublesome, so I have to keep watch at all times. Amei, you go and find out who else has similar symptoms, if they spread out, it will be troublesome!"

When did Aunt Zhang see such a battle, she only knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "The princess begs you to save this child, I have nothing, if the child also goes, I, I can't live anymore!"

Zijuan took the doctor's bag and the silver, but now she didn't need it. Let Aunt Zhang hold Xiaofan and return to Dongyuan along the road.

Tianyang and Tianyu, who were tracking in the dark, looked at each other. What is this? Should they report it? How should they report it? What kind of disease does that child have? This little princess, who seems to be soft and weak, actually knows how to heal?