The happy life of a prodigal

At the same time, he felt the dagger on his back hit harder, piercing his clothes.

"Eunuch Liu, but what is your father's will for this king?"

Kang Wang didn't seem to feel it, and still said in a very flat tone.

Liu Cheng showed a smile on his face, and walked a few steps forward, laughing as he walked, and said in a sharp voice: "It's just that your majesty hasn't seen His Royal Highness Kang Wang for a long time, and I want my servant to invite Kang Wang to go to the palace to meet his old man." That's all..."

The last word '了' is exported.

Liu Cheng suddenly moved.

His movements were not at all like a feeble old eunuch, but more like a swift cheetah.

Just for a moment, Kang Wang felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then, there was a burst of pain behind him.

And then......

There's no after that.

There was a sound of broken windows.

When he turned back, there was no trace behind him.

Turning around, there was no sign in front of him.

For a moment, the entire main hall was empty, as if he was the only one from the beginning to the end.

Only the blood that kept flowing behind his back proved that what happened just now was not his own illusion.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

At this time, there was an urgent call from the servants outside the door.

Then, a bunch of servants rushed into the main hall.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

A steward trotted to his side and said with concern.

King Kang didn't care about his injuries, pushed the steward away, and said eagerly: "I'm fine, where is Eunuch Liu!? And that female assassin, where did the female assassin go!?"

Seeing this, the steward next to him hurriedly replied: "The little one didn't see clearly, but only saw a figure climbing up the room. Eunuch Liu followed behind, and he disappeared in an instant."

Kang Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

However, as if thinking of something, a worried look appeared on his face.

The people next to him watched their words and expressions, and when they saw this scene, they didn't dare to say anything.

A moment later, a figure pushed open the door of the main hall and walked in.

The surrounding servants suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and they all subconsciously took a step back.

Only a few bold ones reacted immediately, and shouted loudly: "Who is coming, this is Kang Wang's Mansion!"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Because they saw the appearance of the person who came - it was Eunuch Liu.

When Kang Wang saw Liu Cheng, he hurriedly got up from the grand master's chair, walked to him quickly, and asked eagerly, "Eunuch Liu, what's the matter, have you caught the assassin?"

Liu Cheng's pale and beardless face showed a solemn look, and he shook his head.

Then, just belatedly saluted, and said: "The servant is useless, the assassin was not caught, please forgive me, Your Highness King Kang."

When Kang Wang got this answer, he seemed to lose his soul, he shook his head numbly, and said, "It's okay, it's okay..."

He paused, took a deep breath, regained his energy, looked at Liu Cheng, and said in a deep voice, "I still need this king today and thank you, Eunuch Liu.

If Eunuch Liu hadn't seen through the assassin's true colors, I wouldn't know how long I would be held hostage by that assassin...no, that demon girl! "

Liu Cheng waved his hand and said, "This is the job of a slave, it's just..."

He had a look of hesitation on his face, after thinking for a while, he still said: "My servant observes that... the witch, she should be a member of the Poison Gu Sect.

The people of the Poison Gu Sect are best at lightness kungfu and poisoning, the servants are worried, Your Highness, you have been poisoned by the witch, if you don't treat it, I'm afraid..."

The following words were not finished, but everyone present, including the servants, understood.

Those servants all showed expressions of horror, looking at their prince, they didn't know what to say.

They all rely on Kang Wang's mansion to live their lives today. If His Royal Highness is gone, then Kang Wang's mansion will cease to exist. Wouldn't they...have to live on the streets?

When King Kang heard this, his face was gloomy, but he sighed and said: "In the past few days, this king has also sought out some so-called 'miracle doctors', but none of them noticed any abnormalities in my body.

How can it be diagnosed and treated, now the only way is to enter the palace to see the father, I hope the father can send someone to catch the remnants of the Poison Gu Sect, and get the antidote from there. "

Speaking of this, he paused, and said again: "Even if there is no antidote, as long as I don't make the palace make a big mistake because of this king, this king will have no regrets..."

When the people around heard this, they were all silent.

Even Liu Cheng, at this moment, has changed his mind about King Kang.

Because, he knew in his heart that if Kang Wang hadn't kept hinting to himself just now, he might not have been able to discover the abnormality of the woman.

Chapter 398 On Congee

The silence lasted for a moment, King Kang raised his eyes, looked at Liu Cheng in front of him, and said, "Eunuch Liu, do you know why the emperor summoned the king?"

Liu Cheng thought for a while and replied: "It will be His Highness's birthday in a few days. His Majesty summoned His Highness, maybe it's just because I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you."

The words were tactful, but Kang Wang understood instantly after hearing this.

The reason why the father summoned him was because Kang Wang's mansion was going to hold a birthday banquet.

But this matter was not his original intention, but he did it as a last resort under the coercion of the witch of the Poison Gu Sect. If this is the case, then it is no big deal.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Liu Cheng, with a smile on his face, and said, "Since that's the case, it's not too late, Eunuch Liu, this king will enter the palace with you..."

............

Fangfu, the backyard.

There are two bowls of golden porridge on the stone table. Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is extraordinary. Moreover, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus is refreshing.

"Master, you have a taste, which bowl of porridge tastes better."

Zhao Hao stood in front of Fang Xiu, raised his small face, and looked at his master with an expression full of expectation.

"Okay, I'll try it."

Fang Xiu showed a smile on his face, picked up the spoon, and took a sip of each of the two bowls.

It has to be said that he has tasted quite a few delicacies over the years, but this is the first time he has tasted such a delicious and sweet taste at the same time.

Although this sweet-scented osmanthus porridge was his own idea, but being able to make it taste like this shows that Xiu'er and his little apprentice have put in a lot of effort.

Among other things, for the past two days, Xiu'er has been busy in the back kitchen, constantly improving the ingredients and cooking methods of this sweet-scented osmanthus porridge.

There is not much difference in taste between the two bowls of porridge, it can even be said that there is no difference, whether it is the heat or the taste, there is not much difference.

Fang Xiu took a sip, but found nothing.

So, I picked up the spoon and took another sip, two sips, three sips...

"Young master, if you try again, you will be gone..."

At this time, Xiu'er on the other side said something weakly.

After Fang Xiu heard this, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and he said 'hehehehe' twice.

He put down the spoon and looked at the two porcelain bowls that were about to bottom out, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After thinking about it, he raised his eyes, looked at the two handsome faces in front of him, and said with a straight face: "I think...these two bowls of porridge taste very good!"

"no!"

"no!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Xiu'er and Hao'er looked at each other, and said in unison: "There must be one that tastes better!"

When Fang Xiu heard this, he was immediately troubled.

The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat.

One is a caring little maid who follows her, and the other is a clever little apprentice who regards herself as an idol.

No matter how you choose, one person will lose this competition.

How could someone like Fang Xiu want to see this scene?

"Master, you don't have to take Xiu'er's feelings into consideration. Which bowl of porridge do you think tastes better, that's the one that tastes better. Xiu'er doesn't matter."

"Yes, I am willing to bet and admit defeat!"

Beside, Zhao Hao also chimed in.

Fang Xiu heard this and thought about it.

Since you can't hide, just tell the truth.

"This bowl of porridge, at the first taste, has a rich and fresh fragrance, and after careful tasting, there is still a refreshing feeling of fragrance, refreshing, it is really the best product in porridge.

Even the young master, after drinking so much porridge, I have to say a word of praise, this porridge should only be found in the sky! "

Fang Xiu said, pointing to a bowl of porridge.

When Zhao Hao on the side heard this, his face showed excitement and excitement.

Xiu'er seemed a little disappointed.

At this time, Fang Xiu's voice continued to sound: "But..."

The word 'but' made Xiu'er and Zhao Hao raise their heads at the same time, looking at Fang Xiu in front of them.

"But the heat of this porridge is still not in place, whether it is delicious or sweet, it is a bit weaker than the other bowl of porridge.

The taste of these two bowls of porridge is very good, but if I have to choose a bowl out of these two bowls, I will choose this bowl. "

This bowl deserves to be the bowl after the 'but' naturally.

"Xiu'er won!"

When Xiu'er heard this, her pretty face showed excitement, and there were smiles between her brows and eyes.

Zhao Hao on the side seemed a little disappointed.

With the expressions of the two of them, Fang Xiu already knew whose works these two bowls of porridge were made without asking.

"Why, I have tried so many times and put in so much effort, even my father..."

After a pause, I said: "Even my father and mother said that the porridge I cook is delicious, why is it still not as good as sister Xiu'er?"

Zhao Hao seemed a little disappointed, and after the disappointment, he was puzzled.

At his age, accepting failure is obviously not an easy task.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu showed a smile, handed him the spoon, and said with a smile, "Have you ever eaten the porridge made by your sister Xiu'er?"

Zhao Hao took the spoon, looked at his master, and replied, "I drank it a few days ago."

Fang Xiu nodded and said, "Then do you know that during the few days you have been working hard, your sister Xiu'er has also been working hard, and her efforts are no less than yours."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao had a thoughtful expression on his face, but he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu said, "Have a taste and tell Master, which of these two bowls of porridge do you think tastes better?"

"Ah."

Zhao Hao nodded, picked up the spoon, and took a sip of the two bowls of porridge.

After tasting, he stopped talking.

Because his feelings are the same as those of his master.

If he was asked to choose one of these two bowls of porridge, he would also choose sister Xiu'er's.

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. In the same way, if others put in more effort than you, then no matter how much effort you put in, you can't beat others.

Therefore, no matter when, we must work harder. "

These words are the most common chicken soup in the previous life, or those for elementary school students.

But when Fang Xiu said it, both Xiu'er and Hao'er showed thoughtful expressions on their faces.