101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 235 Jio Pain

"My little baby, my boss doesn't like to eat duck meat or listen to duck crowing, so I can only send you back." Holding a vegetable leaf in his hand, he leaned in front of the duck: "Why don't you wait until you grow up?" Big? I'll grab you here and make soup?"

One person and one duck squatted in the corner, Shihua propped his head and looked at the duck: "No, no, no, it's a pity to stew the soup, how about stewing soup with duck racks? Sour radish and duck rack soup? The duck's head and feet are marinated, and the duck meat How about just frying it?"

"This is the first time I have seen someone discussing with a duck how to eat it."

As soon as Shihua raised his head, he saw someone coming out: "I am a humane, but it's not like you, cutting me into pieces without even saying hello. It's boring."

The strong words were very powerful. The prince walked over and squatted down with her.Shihua moved a step to the left and opened the distance between the two of them: "What are you doing? Didn't I pay you back my money?"

"I want you to persuade Master Yu Gu to save me." He heard that Yu Yueji was very quiet and clean, with only one servant by his side. But today the two of them were so noisy in the courtyard, and he didn't believe that the people inside could not listen. Yeah, since he heard it and didn't have an attack, I'm afraid it has something to do with it.

"How can I, a slave, be able to persuade Master Yu?" Save you?Save you ghost, you will be happy if you stay in the palace and serve the emperor.

The prince turned his head to look at her. Seriously, he looked pretty, delicate and cute, with lively eyes. If she was really just a servant, he would not mind giving her a title. The prince knew it was not urgent, so he stood up Lai: "I'm going back first, if the girl has something to do, you can find me."

"What do you want?" Muttering in her heart, she picked up the duck and went to the kitchen. She had to return this little cutie to them, and pick it up again when it grew up. That's right, it was food from beginning to end.

After sending the duck back, he took a shower and changed his clothes before going to Mr. Yu. Since being with him, he has also become clean.

"I sent the duck back." Lai rubbed against him with an unhappy face.

"Yeah." He didn't stop the green ant just now, but in fact he didn't want to keep the duck, otherwise the noise would make people impetuous.

Shihua reached out and took a piece of mung bean cake, and the two sat on the couch together: "What did that man come looking for you just now?"

"He was poisoned."

The expression on his face as he bit the pastry was stunned: "Poisoned? Those people in the palace are really powerful." It's already very difficult for a boy, and it's a bit miserable to poison him.

"The Prince of the East Palace was poisoned but he didn't dare to seek medical advice." He took his pulse just now and found that the poisoning could be cured even if the poisoning was not serious, but he didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the court.

"Pfft~~Prince of the East Palace?" Shihua couldn't hold it back and spurted out: "Oh my god??" I thought he was?Forget it, forget it, that's it.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he was about to touch him, he quickly swept away all the debris sprayed on his body: "It's okay, okay, can you save me?" I never expected that I was so ignorant. What kind of devil is this palace? I secretly despised it in my heart. Own.

In fact, Yu Yue himself hadn't thought about this question. What he gave was very useful, but it wasn't necessary.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shihua must have been struggling. In fact, considering that he was the prince of the East Palace, if something happened to him, there would be further trouble in establishing the throne. He pouted: "Although I don't want to interfere with your decision, I hope you can save him."

"Why?" She never suggested to herself, this was the first time.

"Because I don't like the thirteenth prince." If the prince dies, it proves that everyone has a chance to become a prince again, so why go cheap with that sand sculpture of the thirteenth prince, shit!
"Of course I don't like the prince either." Shihua sighed to himself, annoyed: "I like Yu Yueji the most, oh, I really like him so much, why is he so nice, I like him so much, okay Troubled." He said while rubbing against the person.

In a word, those who coax people comfortably, sure enough, regardless of men and women, like to be teased, to be teased by the person they like.

(An Erbium: I'm sorry, I committed suicide, I'm not worthy, I'm sad, why can't I ever get a cute girl? Is this my problem? I'm a bitch!)

There is nothing wrong with Shihua coaxing him like this, but she doesn't know what the prince gave him, but she is not interested in asking, some things are better not knowing than knowing.

Shihua didn't ask about the follow-up, but Fanglan came to say that Ms. An invited her to drink tea, thanking her for saving her life last time.

An Zhixi didn't know what was going on. She had been acting like a monster recently, which made Shihua feel itchy and wanted to know what she was up to.

After cleaning up and saying hello to Boss Yu, he followed Fang Lan over.An Zhixi was very obedient this time and didn't do anything, leaving Shihua confused. Could it be that she was tortured to death by him?How miserable…

It was in the evening that Shihua came back, and lay on his back on the bed after taking a shower: "I don't know why An Zhixi went crazy today, but she didn't do anything, tsk tsk."

As if thinking of something, a carp sat up straight: "Did you give Shizize acupuncture today? How is your condition?" Recently, she was afraid that Boss Yu would be unhappy, and she kept away from him to avoid suspicion.

Yu Yueji was playing with the porcelain vase in his hand: "In the past few days, King Rong and him went to Huguo Temple to fast and worship Buddha."

"Oh." Shihua lay back down again, starting to feel bored, wanting to mess with him as well.

Deliberately softening his voice: "Boss Yu, my feet hurt."

Upon hearing her words, Yu Yueji put down the medicine bottle in his hand and fumbled over.

Seeing that the plan was accomplished, Shihua deliberately moved it inside to make room for him, and lied: "Hey woo woo~ my feet hurt."

Yu Yueji came over and sat on the edge of the bed: "Where does it hurt?" As he said that, he wanted to pull her feet to see where the discomfort was.

"Hey woo woo~ Jio hurts, Boss Yu!" Shi Hua said, his voice also softened.

Feeling a little worried, I sat up straight and asked, "But it still hurts?" Why did my foot suddenly hurt?

"Hmm~~" Shihua frowned, and elongated his voice: "It just hurts..."

Suddenly sat up straight, retracted his feet, and said seriously: "I'm hungry~"

Yu Yueji, who was supposed to dispense medicine for Shi Zize, was delayed all night.

Early the next morning, I was planning to cook some syrup for Mr. Yu, but when I got to the kitchen, someone stopped me.

"Miss Shihua, Gong Ziyang invites you to come over." The people who came were two old nuns, who looked like powerful figures at first glance.

"Who?" Why does Gong Ziyang sound so familiar?Shihua clasped his head, and before he had time to react, he was lifted into the air by two nuns, one on the left and one on the right.

Shihua originally wanted to struggle, but suddenly realized that being held up was very comfortable, and he didn't have to walk by himself, so he didn't struggle anymore, and let himself be held up all the way to the flower hall.

There was chaos in the flower hall, there was the thirteenth prince, another person whom he didn't know, and An Zhixi, all of whom were dead enemies at a glance, suddenly felt that the situation was a bit serious.

　Xie Mou: Thank you Xiaoyu for the reward, I can’t do anything else, let Shihua perform a show for you

　　Shihua: Fuck your performance, Xiaoyu, don't listen to him, he's just a dog.

　　A certain erbium: You say it again? (pulls out the keyboard)
　　Yu Yueji: Bad ears, how about treating it for you? (The golden needle is in hand.)
　　A certain erbium: I'm sorry, I was wrong, goodbye!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)