Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

Luo Ange took a spoonful of rice porridge with a white jade spoon and was about to put it into his mouth when his wrist trembled and he couldn't hold it steady, and the spoon fell back into the bowl.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and he had no strength in his body. In addition, his arm was whipped, and he couldn't even hold a spoon steadily.

Mu Ke took Luo Ange's bowl silently, and fed the porridge into his mouth with his own hands.

The fragrant barley porridge came to his lips, Luo Ange hid back and treated each other indifferently: "Why bother the prince, I'm just a servant now, and I'm wearing a sinful body..."

"Because Mu Yuan called you a servant at that time, so are you angry?" Mu Ke asked lightly.

The person in front of him was once the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, and it was hard for anyone to accept his downfall overnight.

Luo Ange didn't expect her sarcasm to be blocked so easily by the other party, she couldn't help being stunned, her lips parted slightly.

Mu Ke took this opportunity to feed the porridge in, and stirred the rice porridge in the bowl calmly, "You can rest assured, at least in the East Palace, they all treat you as their master."

Luo Ange was suddenly speechless, he couldn't help but want to argue, "That's not what I care about!"

"Oh? Then you always talk about being a sinner, and you are just losing your temper with me?"

"..." Luo Ange couldn't help shrinking back, probably because he didn't expect that he would lose the battle of words.

Tough to deal with!Luo Ange frowned and stared at Mu Ke, all he knew was that His Highness the Crown Prince's palace is profound and prestigious, who would have thought that a war of words would be so powerful!

Luo Ange was caught off guard, and then changed the topic in an embarrassing manner, "Where are those slaves? Are they really released?"

"Release." His Royal Highness said while sending a few mouthfuls of rice porridge into Luo Ange's mouth.

Luo Ange looked at him suspiciously, Mu Ke couldn't help laughing, "You don't believe me?"

"Because of emotion and reason, I shouldn't believe you."

Luo Ange didn't feel that there was any trust between them, just like he had never expected anything from the prince.If the ambiguous veil is torn off, they will be real enemies.

So when he aimed his sharp arrow at the fourth prince, he really wanted to die, but who would have thought... Mu Ke actually shielded him in the end.

Mu Ke was not bothered by Luo Ange's suspicion, he just sighed slightly, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, those slaves are not dead, and they will be dispatched to the eastern quarry tomorrow, you know After all, they are branded as slaves, and it is impossible for them to return to the status of common people."

This Luo Ange still understood that those slaves were selected from Yunle's prisoners to pay tribute, and they were not guilty of death, but they were not good people.

Seeing him pondering, Mu Ke couldn't help laughing, "Do you believe me now?"

Luo Ange raised his head and glared at him in displeasure, reached out to grab his spoon, and picked up the rice by himself.

Mu Ke looked at the empty palm, feeling amused in his heart.Luo Shaoqing had the strength to eat, but he lost the joy of feeding people.

When Luo Ange was almost finished eating, Mu Ke took two mouthfuls hastily, and then told him carefully: "It's been cold these days, and your illness has not fully recovered, so don't go out of the house for now, and recuperate in the bedroom for two days." .”

Luo Ange raised his head from his rice bowl, "The prince is going to put me under house arrest? Then just put me back in the dungeon."

Instead of being angry, Mu Ke smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Ange's face, "You will feel uncomfortable if you don't stab me a few words, right? Talking with guns and cannons, you don't have the demeanor of a monarch at all."

Luo'an Geben wanted to say something sarcastic, but when his face was pinched, he was dumbfounded and speechless.

This kind of intimate and ambiguous behavior was almost the first time in Luo Ange's memory. Mu Ke had kissed him a few times while he was asleep before, and he didn't know it at all, so he was shocked when he pinched him like this.

Seeing his shocked face, Mu Ke found it even more amusing, touched his smooth and delicate face twice, got up and slipped away before Luo Ange threw the table and erupted.

Sure enough, after Mu Ke went out of the small door, he heard a crackling sound of falling things inside, followed by a roar: "Rogue!"

The young maids waiting in the outer room shrank their necks in fright. Mu Ke was in a good mood, and gently ordered: "It's okay, he lost his temper. Go in later to tidy up and change the quilt for him."

The little maid Qi Qi agreed with her nod, still feeling incredible.Who the hell is that in the house, dare to challenge His Royal Highness like this? !

Looking at the overturned small table and the soiled bed, Luo Ange couldn't help covering his face speechlessly.

He always thought that he was a gentle and refined man, how could he get so angry because of Mu Ke's small gesture?

Luo Ange thought about it for a while, and felt that he was not at fault. In the final analysis, the prince was a bad person, a villain, and a disciple, otherwise he would not always be angry with him.

After figuring this out, Luo Ange felt much more comfortable. After a while, a few court ladies came in to tidy up the bed and change the mattress and quilt.

Luo Ange leaned on the bedpost and watched them busy, and suddenly remembered the culprit of this incident, that exquisite dice.

Luo Ange remembered that Mu Ke didn't wear it and didn't return it to him, so he should have put it away.

Luo Ange stared at the little maids cleaning up the house, but his thoughts had already drifted to the sky.

Ask yourself, Luo Ange really doesn't want to remember all the things before, let alone the prince of the enemy country, the enemy who destroyed the country, so what if he remembered?He, Luo Ange, had the intention of dying for his country, and he was able to live until now because Mu Ke used his clan to hang him.

Luo Ange didn't want to live in the world, but Mu Ke came across Huangquan Road and stopped him from crossing the Naihe Bridge, what could he do?

In the East Palace, the crown prince's favor is heaven. If ordinary people enter the East Palace, regardless of gender, they will try their best to compete for favor, but Luo Ange must rack his brains to find ways to anger the crown prince, so that he can die happily.

After thinking about it, Luo Ange asked, "How many years have you been in the East Palace?"

The maids were stunned, and one of them responded cautiously, "It's been three years since I returned to Shaoqing."

"Three years..." Luo Ange nodded thoughtfully, "How is your prince's temper?"

"This..." The little maid hesitated, no one could bear the crime of His Royal Highness Wang Yi, so no one dared to speak.

Luo Ange had no choice but to comfort them softly, "It's okay, you tell me the truth, I won't tell it, really."

He persuaded him like this for a long time, and finally the court lady said tentatively: "Back to Shaoqing, I feel that His Highness the Crown Prince's temper is not very good..."

Luo Ange regained his spirits all of a sudden, "What kind of bad law is it, the kind that will be beheaded if you disobey him?"

The little maid was taken aback and shook her head quickly, "No, it's not that powerful, it's just that His Royal Highness is always strict and not very tolerant, so the servants are a little scared."

"Oh, that's it." Luo Ange nodded.

This is easy to handle, since Mu Ke has a strict temper, he is going to make a big fuss in the East Palace with all his strength.