The villain is ruthless

Chapter 591 Don't Take Your Highness ([-])

After getting the answer, Jiang Zhu didn't say anything, and went back to the house.

The next day, the little prince really went to the stall to look for her, seeing that she was selling and collecting money by herself, he couldn't stop busy, watched for a moment in silence, and ran up to help.

Jiang Zhu gave him a dumb look.

The little prince put the copper coins into the tin box, "What are you looking at me for?"

Jiang Zhu wanted to say that he didn't need to do these things, just study hard.

When the words came to her lips, she couldn't say anything when she saw that he was trying to help but flustered a little.

By the time all the guests were sent away, it was getting late, and the two of them didn't even have a sip of water.

Jiang Zhu scooped him a bowl of sour plum soup, and went to a nearby shop to buy wontons.

The peddlers around saw the little prince wearing the clothes of Hanshan Academy, and all envied Jiang Zhu's good fortune.

With such a younger brother, there will be good days in the future.

The little prince finished eating the ravioli slowly, and it was almost time for class, so he stood up and planned to leave.

Jiang Zhu stuffed him with the pastry he just bought, smiled and said, "If you want to come over in the future, you can come here to find me."

The little prince took the pastry without saying a word, and silently left her sight.

Jiang Zhu was not angry when she saw this, she probably understood how the little prince felt, even though she was his servant in name, he still felt like being dependent on others and unwilling to believe the reality.

She didn't know what happened in the academy, and she didn't know if he was bullied, but as she grew up, she would only understand more and more.

Growth comes with a price.

Before noon, the food stalls were sold out.

Jiang Zhu bought some vegetables and some eggs, planning to go back and study new foods.

The next day, the little prince came back again and lowered his head to help her collect the money, as if he came back to help her for half an hour in time.

Jiang Zhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief, "It's just a matter of resting, I'm busy with these things."

The little prince didn't speak. After finishing his work, he sat aside and ate fried noodles. His long eyelashes seemed to hang down into the soup. There was no expression on his white and tender face, which looked awkward and cute.

Jiang Zhu fanned him with a fan, and asked him how he was doing in the academy.

"Fair." The little prince cherished words like gold.

In his eyes, no one can bully him.

Jiang Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "From now on, you don't have to help me with the work at the stall, just study hard."

The little prince paused while holding the chopsticks, raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were as deep as a dark ancient well, and the corners of his pale pale lips moved slightly, "I am no longer your highness."

I don't know if I'm telling her or telling myself.

Since he entered the academy, he also knew many old things about the court.In the second year after his mother died, there was a new prince.

What is he?

All he guarded was nothing but self-deception.He has long been no longer a prince with a noble status, one person under one man and above ten thousand people.

He's just an outcast with his tail between his legs and afraid to see anyone.

In the past, he didn't want to believe that this would be his end, but now he couldn't tolerate his disbelief.

He has nothing to rely on. Without Jiang Zhu, he might starve to death in the mountains.

The little prince's face was ugly, and the hands holding the chopsticks were stiff and pale, showing a despairing pallor, and Jiang Zhu felt uncomfortable.

She looked at the little prince and smiled softly, her voice was as gentle as ever, "You are no longer His Highness under the world, but you are still Your Highness of servants."

"One day, everyone will understand."

These words were imprinted in the little prince's heart like an oath, he raised his head suddenly, touched Jiang Zhu's quiet and indifferent eyebrows, his heart throbbed with pain, he didn't know whether it was sadness or embarrassment.

In a trance, he actually let her see what was on his mind.

"Your Highness, you have to trust your servant." Jiang Zhu stuffed the handkerchief into his palm, "Even if no one in the world trusts you anymore, this servant will stand by your side."

The little prince's body froze, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, his expression was bewildered and helpless.

He thought that when he said that sentence, Jiang Zhu would laugh at him, or even run away from him, thinking that he was not worthy to be with her anymore, but she didn't.

And said that.

The little prince was shocked, and stared blankly at Jiang Zhu, as if he had lost his mind.

At this moment, he seemed to finally understand something.

"I'm going to buy peach cakes for Your Highness."

Seeing that the little prince didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Zhu thought he was too embarrassed, so he left space for him and walked not far away.

The little prince stayed where he was, the burnt noodles in front of him slowly turned cold, but the handkerchief in his hand was still warm.

After holding the handkerchief for a long time, the corners of his mouth finally curled up into a smile that was too faint to be seen.

Jiang Zhu came back soon, handed him the peach cake, and said with a smile, "You have to eat something sweet now."

The little prince took the pastry numbly, took a bite, and it was indeed sweet, with the aroma of peach blossoms, reminding him of the spring when he was five years old.

At that time, the queen mother took him to pick peach branches in the garden, and the peach nectar he made was his favorite.

The little prince finished eating the peach cake silently, and his eyes fell on Jiang Zhu, as if there were thousands of speechless words in it.

But he didn't speak, stood up and walked towards the academy.

It seemed that the little prince who looked desperate and frightened just now no longer existed.

He is still that noble and never resigned His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Looking at his back, Jiang Zhu thought to himself, just be patient, when he is 15 years old, some people will come to him.

With his resourcefulness, it is not difficult to return to his former high position, and of course... it is not easy.

Cold comes and summer goes, and four years have passed in a blink of an eye.

The little prince is already 13 years old, and Jiang Zhu's stall is getting bigger and bigger, and he already has his own shop and yard.

The days of the two are getting better and better.

It has been a long and slow process from being penniless and starved of food to having new clothes every year and earning money every month.

One day, Jiang Zhu went to the academy to see the little prince, and the little prince, who was wearing a dark blue academy robe, came from afar, his whole body was so white that he seemed to be glowing.

The baby fat on his face has faded away, revealing an extremely handsome outline.

Obviously not yet weak, but already has the elegant posture of a jade tree in front of the court. If the breath between the brows is not too cold, the appearance is even more gentle like a gentleman's jade.

The little prince walked up to her in a few steps, and Jiang Zhu quickly went up to her, handed over the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, and asked as before, "How are you studying these few days? Have you encountered any difficult problems?" ?”

"None." The little prince took the package and said calmly, "Take a bath in three days."

"I won't go to the shop that day," Jiang Zhu said, "I heard that the peach blossoms are in bloom in the mountains, and the trees are beautiful. Let's go back and have a look."

The little prince frowned slightly when he heard this, "Yes."

Jiang Zhu talked to him a few more words, mostly asking him if he had been wronged in the academy, but the little prince didn't answer directly.

"Go back," he looked at the time, "it's time for class."

Three days later, the two rented a carriage and returned to the mountains.

At this time, it is March in the world, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink makeup is ten miles away.

(End of this chapter)