The villain is ruthless

Chapter 585 Don't Take Your Highness ([-])

The little prince's surprised voice made Jiang Zhu frowned, "Yes, Your Highness, there is a lot of meat today."

The little prince, who was only seven years old, should have lived a life of wealth and wealth, but now he was delighted to see a few fish, and his appearance was indescribably sad.

"Then cook the fish quickly." The two years of starvation had already caused the little prince to let go of his original pride and only wanted to eat enough. He also praised, "Xiao Zhu, you finally became smarter today."

Jiang Zhu: "..."

"His Royal Highness continues to practice martial arts, and the servants will go to cook."

Jiang Zhu went to the well with a basket on his back, finished picking up the fish and choosing the vegetables, not daring to delay for a moment, he hurried to the kitchen to light the fire.

There was no rice in the house, and there was some salt left, so Jiang Zhu stewed a pot of fish randomly, adding wild vegetables and fungi, and then asked the little prince to eat.

The golden and precious little prince was not angry when he saw the rough food, so he asked Jiang Zhu to fetch water to help him wash his hands.

Obviously, he doesn't have much requirements for what to eat, but he still has requirements for his personal servants.

After Jiang Zhu washed his hands and dried them with a coarse cloth, he scooped up a large bowl of fish and put it in front of him, "Your Highness, eat while it's hot."

The little prince glanced at her, seeing that she had no intention of sharing the same table with him, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Xiao Zhu, do you still have any fish?"

Jiang Zhu: "..." Of course, she is too hungry, okay?

"Return to Your Highness, there is still in the pot."

"Well," the little prince was relieved immediately, picked up the chopsticks and ate the fish in a gentle manner, even though he was so hungry that he could eat a cow, the little prince still maintained the pride on his face, as if he was still as proud as before.

In ancient times, slaves were not allowed to eat with their masters, and Jiang Zhu could only accept it if he wore it on a bad maid. He even rejoiced that she was the only one taking care of the little prince now, and there was not much trouble.

She ate two bowls of fish in the kitchen, and then continued to wait in the main room.

The little prince is small, and he says he wants to eat meat, but he doesn't actually eat much.

He lived in the mountains at the age of five, and in the first year the original owner was able to pawn the hairpin jewelry to buy some food. Later, the two of them couldn't eat enough and lived on wild vegetables every day. The little prince's health was also affected a lot.

He was obviously seven years old, but he looked about the same as five years old. Except for his fairer skin, his body was so skinny that an old person would stand out.

It's hard to imagine, if even the maid was starved to death, how did the seven-year-old little prince survive to the point of weakness in this sparsely populated remote mountain.

"Your Highness is full." Looking at half of the food left in the bowl, the little prince's bowl was full of pity, and after thinking about it, he said to Jiang Zhu, "Xiao Zhu, put it away, I will return it tonight." to eat."

"Okay." Jiang Zhu resisted the urge to go up and touch his head, thinking, except for the things he did when he grew up, he is simply a little angel at this time.

"After a while, the slaves will go to the mountains to see if they can find some food."

"I won't go," the little prince glanced at the dark sky, "I'll go tomorrow, Your Highness is sleepy and needs to sleep."

"The servant will bring you water to wash your face."

Jiang Zhu wiped his hands and face for him. The little prince crawled into the bed, revealing half of his face, staring at her with dark eyes, and asked earnestly, "Xiaozhu, can I still eat meat tomorrow? Your Highness is too young." , I have no strength, and I can't even lift an ax."

The ax that the little prince mentioned was the size of an adult's palm. The original owner often used it to split firewood, and it was not too heavy to talk about. The little prince would mention it after practicing martial arts every day, but he never mentioned it.

Jiang Zhu couldn't help smiling, and comforted him, "As long as His Highness practices hard, he will bring it up one day."

The little prince was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Jiang Zhu to say such words, he looked at her quietly with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

There was also some liveliness in the voice, "Xiao Zhu, you have changed. You never let His Highness do this before. You only let His Highness rest. Your Highness only needs to wait before eating."

Jiang Zhu: "..." Why can I eat while waiting?She is exhausted every day, and he hasn't practiced martial arts well, will he belch again in the future?

The original owner grew up in the palace, and had a deep-rooted sense of humility in her bones. No matter what the little prince did, she felt right. This was her strength, but it also became a difficulty for her and the little prince.

She was so obedient that she forgot to think.

The seven-year-old little prince already knows a lot, knows that he must use his own power to change his destiny, and reminds himself that if he can't lift the axe, he has not done well. He must get better and better, but the original owner is not. Yes, if you can’t bring it up, don’t mention it. It’s fine for slaves to do these things. Your Highness is a noble person, so you just need to sit aside and rest.

Those things that he can't do, there will always be someone to help him do it.

However, things are always full of variables.

No one can make absolute guarantees about their promises.

"That's why this servant suddenly figured it out." Jiang Zhu said with a slight smile without changing his face, "His Royal Highness needs to strengthen his body so that he can do what he wants to do in the future. This servant should not hinder His Highness."

The little prince didn't speak any more after hearing the words, and looked at Jiang Zhu motionlessly, as if he was trying to figure out something through her eyes.

As an abandoned son of the royal family, and witnessed the tragic death of his mother, the little prince is no longer the innocent child he was back then. The smile on his face does not mean that he is smiling in his heart.

His expression was not at all immature as a child's, and he even carried a faint scrutiny.

In the past, Xiaozhu never looked directly into his eyes, she always lowered her head, with a trembling look, and the person in front of her could not only catch fish that Xiaozhu couldn't catch, but also calmly and peacefully He spoke, which was obviously wrong.

This person in front of me... who is it?

The little prince looked at Jiang Zhu for a long time, then waved his hand, and said lazily, "Go out, Your Highness is going to sleep."

Jiang Zhu went out with the bowls and chopsticks, the little prince rolled up from the bed without sleepiness, listening to the sound of washing dishes from the kitchen, his immature face was cold.

snort!She still wanted to use Xiaozhu's identity to deceive him!

After Jiang Zhu finished washing the dishes, the sky outside became more and more gloomy, and it started to rain after a while.

Jiang Zhu ran to the next hut, where there was a dilapidated small bed, folded with futons that could not hide the musty smell.

If it wasn't for the conditions, Jiang Zhu really wanted to throw the quilt out.

The lightning and thunder outside the house, and the rumbling of the thunder, added a touch of strangeness to the already gloomy mountain, and made people feel unreasonable fear.

Inexplicably, Jiang Zhu thought that some of the horror movies he saw in reality took place in deep mountains and old forests, and he was really afraid of encountering something weird.

The raindrops slammed on the door, like someone was knocking on the door, Jiang Yi immediately thought of the little prince in the main room.

She put on her coat, found a broken umbrella from the original owner's room, and ran to the door against the heavy rain, "Your Highness, are you asleep, Your Highness?"

The rain fell on her shoulders along the umbrella paper, making her shiver with cold.

The room was silent, not the slightest sound could be heard.

(End of this chapter)