The villain is ruthless

Chapter 587 Don't Take Your Highness ([-])

Jiang Zhu resisted the urge to grab the child and beat him up, turned his eyes to him, and said calmly, "What does Your Highness want the servant to come down the mountain for?"

The little prince huddled under the quilt, revealing a pair of grape-black eyes, "You can do whatever you want, Your Highness agrees."

Jiang Zhu was so angry that he had nothing to say, so he just stared at him, wanting to hear what the kid hadn't said yet.

"Xiaozhu can't get enough to eat with His Highness," the little prince did not disappoint her, he whispered, "Go down the mountain, Xiaozhu will be full."

Perfect reason.

"But the servant is His Highness's servant, and he will follow His Highness for the rest of his life."

"Your Highness agrees with you," the little prince's voice was muffled, but with indescribable determination, "you go."

Jiang Zhujue said: "...The servant has left, what will His Highness eat and drink in the mountains? Who will serve His Highness to dress and eat, and who will find food for His Highness, have you thought about it, Your Highness?"

The little prince's body froze, his fingers under the quilt were entangled indiscriminately, his heart was in a mess, but he said: "...Your Highness can do it yourself."

Jiang Zhu: "..." The kid is really amazing, applaud and applaud.

"My servant disagrees," she gritted her teeth secretly, "The servant's natural duty is to take care of His Highness, if His Highness wants to send this servant away, where can this servant go?"

The little prince: "..."

"Let's not to mention that it is not a peaceful and prosperous time at the foot of the mountain. Even if the servants go, how can they live a good life?"

The little prince did not expect that the person who seized the house would be so eloquent, and he was completely different from the little bead before.

He was speechless with his mouth open, as if he hadn't figured out what reason to use to prevaricate Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu walked to the bedside and looked at his small figure, "Even if Your Highness wants to drive out your slaves one day, please ask your Highness to be older. By then, His Highness will know how to take care of himself, and your servants will be able to leave with peace of mind."

Hearing the words, the little prince pursed his lips, and finally looked at Jiang Zhu, his dark eyes were filled with too much emotion, like fear, or something else.

He thought that he would let the person who seized the house go along with the trend, and the person who seized the house would definitely accept it, but he didn't expect that she would think on his side.

She looked... as if she wasn't that bad.

The little prince looked at Jiang Zhu and said nothing, as if he was judging whether what she said was true or not.

The sound of rain outside the window, thunder and lightning, and the dim candlelight inside the house could not stop the expressions on the faces of the two of them.

Jiang Zhu is calm and calm. For her, the little prince is a very important character in the plot. He is just a child now and cannot live without others. She can't really let him fend for himself, whether he wants to or not. She wants him to take good care of his body.

The inner world of the little prince is complicated. On the one hand, he feels that the person who snatched the house is too innocent, and has no intention of harming others. On the other hand, he suspects that all this is Jiang Zhu's conspiracy. She must want to raise himself up before eating him. His heart can be punished.

Jiang Zhu: "..."

After a long time, Jiang Zhu couldn't help dozing off, and the little prince finally said, "Sit on the chair and rest."

He still hadn't forgotten the reason why Jiang Zhu came to find him, and he hummed softly in his heart, the one who snatched the house was so cowardly, he was afraid of thunder.

Jiang Zhu showed a faint smile when he heard the words, "Your Highness, go to sleep too, this servant is here to guard you."

Before the words finished, the little prince's face flushed red. Who needs her to guard him?She is the one who is afraid of rain!He is not afraid!

Jiang Zhu: "..."

Taking a peek at Jiang Zhu, the little prince closed his eyes in displeasure, and would not let her come again next time there was a thunderstorm.

Jiang Zhujiong: "..." Who is afraid of thunder?

The torrential rain outside continued into the night, Jiang Zhu braved the rain and went to the kitchen to heat up fish soup, served the little prince for dinner, and then lay down on the table to rest.

The next day, when Jiang Zhu woke up, the sky was bright outside, and it was clearly sunny.

Jiang Zhu stretched himself, endured the soreness in his body, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of mushroom soup, and then called the little prince up again.

The little prince actually woke up a long time ago. He went to bed early yesterday. When there were tits chirping outside, he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhu sleeping soundly on the table. He resisted the thought of calling her, but he hated her in his heart Too lazy, not only afraid of rain, but also like to sleep late.

Jiang Zhu: "..."

After dinner, Jiang Zhu went to the mountains to look for food, while the little prince was still practicing boxing in the yard.

Jiang Zhu first went to yesterday's trap and found no prey, so he put some fish into the trap, and then started wandering around in the forest.

She didn't plan to catch fish today. Although the fish was tender, it didn't have much oil or water. She wanted to catch something else.

Just after the heavy rain, the footprints of pheasants and rabbits in the woods are still fresh, and the ground is muddy, so their speed is not fast.

Not long after Jiang Zhu left, he got a few with the protagonist's halo.

Three hares and two pheasants, Jiang Zhu knocked them out and put them in the basket, and then found some condiments in the mountains.

Such as wild sansho and sour fruits like lemons.

Sadly, there are no chilli here.

After picking some wild vegetables, Jiang Zhu went back in no hurry, and continued to go up, bringing back some wild fruits for the little prince.

Back in the yard, the little prince was practicing calligraphy in the yard. He took a charcoal stick from the stove and wrote crookedly on the ground.

The characters are traditional characters, which seem to be enlightenment books such as "Thousand Characters".

Jiang Zhu walked over, the little prince looked up at her, and then glanced at the ugly characters on the ground, as if feeling ashamed, he wiped it with dry grass unhappyly.

"Your Highness," Jiang Zhu put down the basket, pretending not to notice his embarrassment, "This servant brought back a lot of meat and fruit today, would you like to see it?"

Hearing the word "meat", the little prince immediately stood up, couldn't help but ran towards Jiang Zhu, but stopped halfway, as if thinking of something, hesitating.

Jiang Zhu picked out the wild vegetables and tilted the basket to show him, "There are really a lot of them."

The little prince lowered his eyes subconsciously, couldn't look away after just one glance, and said in shock, "This, these are all caught by you."

"Well," Jiang Zhu nodded, "I met them in the forest. It rained yesterday, so they couldn't run, so I was caught by my servant."

Flawless reasons.

The little prince glanced at Jiang Zhu's shabby but not very dirty clothes, and really wanted to expose her just like that, so that she would stop deceiving himself with Xiaozhu's identity, but he couldn't say what he said.

If it is true, it is not certain whether the person who seized the home is willing to leave, and it is very likely that he will hurt himself.

He didn't say anything.

It was she who wanted to stay and take care of him, not forced by him.

Jiang Zhu washed the tomato-like fruit and brought it to the little prince, "Your Highness will pad his stomach first, and this servant will cook meat for His Highness."

The bright red fruit exuded a fragrance in front of him, and the little prince silently looked at Jiang Zhu's brisk figure, not as calm as he looked.

He hesitated to take a fruit and put it in his mouth. When he tasted the sour taste, he couldn't help but frown, trying to tell Jiang Zhu that the fruit was not tasty, but the sweetness that slowly rose up made him forget it.

(End of this chapter)