Chapter 51: Schadenfreude

"Niangniang, what do you want to use for dinner today?" The palace maid knelt on the ground and asked softly.

"Let's have a barbecue today." Zheng Xiyao was bored and lay on the soft soft collapse, holding a book in one hand, nibbling on an apple in her mouth, and a plate of melon seeds next to her.

Just now she read a paragraph in the book about the method of roasting lamb shank, and Harazi is about to come out.

She crossed Erlang's legs, and the big thorns shook her feet, which can be said to be very comfortable.

"Yes, Your Highness."

After the palace maid asked, she hurriedly retreated, not even daring to look at the woman.

After the palace maid left, the Funing Hall was quiet again.

After a while, Zheng Xiyao took the book away, and then put down the leftover apples. She quietly took out a small notebook hidden under her pillow and marked it with the word "positive". Represents the number of days she was imprisoned.

Look at the three standard "positive" words. She sighed softly.

She has been in captivity for half a month. In the past half a month, she has not taken a step out of the Funing Palace.

And that person never came.

Zheng Xiyao really can't figure out what the male protagonist is smoking.

She unconsciously leaned close to the window and looked out of the window boredly.

Coincidentally, Zheng Xiyao saw a familiar woman in a concubine's costume approaching this way.

It's a warmth that hasn't been seen for many days.

She was just about to wave hello, when she suddenly covered her mouth and widened her eyes:

Coincidentally, Zhang Cairen hurriedly passed by from a distance with a food box, and Wen Qing ran into Zhang Cairen, and the two had a dispute depending on the situation.

The two of them pushed and shoved, and it looked like a fight between elementary school students.

Zheng Xiyao picked up the melon seeds next to her, and kowtowed while laughing: "Really, Zhang Cairen's small body and bones, how can he stand the slap of warmth, tsk, this girl is so ruthless." ”

Zhang Cairen was beaten, lost his arrogance at the beginning, and suddenly lowered his head and sobbed.

This familiar situation made Zheng Xiyao shake her head: Does Little White Lotus have only one move, and every time she has to pretend to be bullied in front of the male protagonist to win sympathy.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and then pushed away Zhang Cairen, who grabbed her arm. I don't know if it's too hard, Zhang Cairen didn't stand firmly, his whole body fell backwards, and he was about to fall into the arms of the male protagonist who was passing by.

Liu Siyan ruthlessly avoided the fallen woman, and the food box in Zhang Cairen's hand was thrown into the air, and finally fell on the male protagonist.

And Zhang Cairen's food box is a bowl of nourishing soup.

"Hahahaha." Zheng Xiyao saw that the male protagonist who was full of soup and was embarrassed laughed loudly without hesitation, and leaned on the window laughing and bent over.

She suddenly felt a chill run around her, and a cold gaze lingered around her. Zheng Xiyao knew that this was Liu Siyan looking at her.

She pretended to be indifferent and closed the window.

Then he lay on the bed, covered his mouth and buried himself in the quilt, and his whole body shook without listening.

"Isn't that funny?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Zheng Xiyao lifted the quilt, her eyebrows and eyes rose, and the smile on the corner of her mouth had not had time to retract. When I saw the visitor, my whole face gradually returned to calm.

Zheng Xiyao got up and saluted the man in a regular manner: "Your Majesty Wan'an." ”

The man never screamed.

Zheng Xiyao frowned, feeling irritable: What's the matter with this man, he won't be so stingy to retaliate against me.

I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for the man's order.

She tilted her head slightly, glanced ahead, and saw that the man was not in front of her at all. She stood up straight and looked around, when suddenly there was a rustling sound in the clean room.

"Wang Dequan, let people prepare hot water." The man shouted.

"Yes." The prince outside the door responded.

Zheng Xiyao was inexplicable: What is this? Get dirty, come to her to take a bath??

This man......