Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

Chapter 8 - Fine Decoration

Mu Ke was thinking about Luo Ange in the prison, thinking for a while whether this little thing would lose his temper and slam his head against the wall to death, and then thought about the meal time, would Luo Ange eat obediently?

In short, he missed him very much, even the emperor and queen asked him to have dinner with him, but Mu Ke politely refused, and after explaining Yun Le's matters to the emperor, he hurried back to the East Palace.

It was too late to pass on the dinner, Mu Ke went back to the East Palace and went straight into the dungeon, several jailers hurriedly got up and saluted, and greeted Dajia.

Luo Ange was sitting on the couch with his eyes closed, ignoring Mu Ke's arrival.

Mu Ke saw the strangeness, and was about to ask him if he had eaten, but when he lowered his head, he saw the rice bowl by the wall, which was still full of food, almost untouched.

Mu Ke couldn't help being a little angry, and asked patiently: "Why don't you eat? Even if you want to go on a hunger strike, you have to think about Yunle's royal family."

Luo Ange turned his head and muttered something, but Mu Ke didn't hear clearly, and took a step forward, "What did you say?"

"It's unpalatable." Luo Ange muttered in a low voice, "You don't want me to die, but you bully me with such unpalatable food, it's devoid of conscience."

Mu Ke was a little speechless.

It's hard to imagine a prisoner complaining to his enemy about the bad food, even with a hint of coquettishness in his tone, but this happened naturally.

Mu Ke looked at the bowl, there were indeed only leftovers in it, ordinary people might be able to accept it, but Luo An Ge is a royal family, no matter how bad Yun Le is, it will not shorten his food, let him eat this This kind of thing is really hard to swallow.

"It was my negligence." Mu Ke turned around and said to the jailers, "From now on, the meals here will all be served according to the solitary rules."

Several jailers were taken aback, what kind of person is in this prison, let alone talking so rudely with His Royal Highness, now even the food has to be mentioned with such a high standard?Just because he said something bad? !

Mu Ke sang to Luo An again: "You eat the same food as me, is it okay this time?"

Luo Ange nodded, and suddenly said: "Do you usually have a heavy taste? I eat light."

"..." Mu Ke gritted his teeth, his eyes became dangerous, "Luo Ange, don't push yourself too far."

Serving food with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, how dare you pick and choose? !

Luo Ange deliberately wanted to annoy him, got up and walked around the cell, shaking his head as he walked, "And this place, it's too dilapidated and dirty, can you ask someone to clean it up? I'm still a human being, I don’t want to live in a pigsty.”

Mu Ke's face became even darker, Luo Ange didn't feel anything, he threw off the clothes that were spread on the low couch, and said, "Look at this bed, it's still covered with grass, how can you sleep?"

As soon as the words fell, a cricket jumped out of the straw and jumped onto Luo Ange.

Luo Ange's face turned pale in an instant, and Mu Ke assured that when this thing was about to jump over the city wall that day, its face was not so pale.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Luo Ange yelled, stepped back regardless, stepped on Mu Ke first, and then hid behind him in panic, screaming: "There are insects!" ! Bugs! Did you see that! How come there are bugs in winter?! They are still so big! So big!"

Mu Ke was used by him as a human shield, as if he was facing not a cricket, but a tiger and lion.

Mu Ke glanced at Luo Ange who was hiding behind him and was still clutching his clothes tightly, somehow he felt better, and comforted softly: "It's all right, it's gone, don't be afraid."

Luo Ange gasped for a few breaths, then patted his chest in shock, still feeling hairy all over.

He couldn't help complaining, "I just said that the conditions in your dungeons are too bad. Is this a place where people live?"

Mu Ke was a little speechless, the dungeon has been a place to detain criminals since ancient times, is it possible that we have to build a three-room hall for you, with carpets and smoke cages?Do you know who you are?

Having said that, Mu Ke still ordered a few skilled craftsmen to come over, and first pasted the walls of the dungeon in Luo Ange with printed tapestry, and replaced the straw bed with a soft and comfortable beauty couch, laid on bluestone slabs. A thick carpet was added, and furniture such as tables, desks, stools and chairs was added.

If you don't look at the cold iron railings, this place is really no different from an ordinary house.

The jailers in the dungeon were all eye-opening. How could they have seen such a thing after living for decades? !

Luo Ange leaned on the beauty's couch, wrapped in the rabbit wool blanket he just got, and also found it hard to understand, "You have spent so much time, can't you let me out? Is there something wrong with your mind? ?”

Mu Ke glanced at his enchanting figure coldly, but didn't speak.

He, Mu Ke, has always followed his word. He will never let you out early if he tells you a few days to teach you a lesson. Even if he buys you more furniture and brings you delicious food, he won't let you out.

Seeing that he was silent, Luo Ange stopped talking.

After a while, several court ladies filed in and brought eight dishes and one soup for dinner, four meat and four vegetables, each dish was exquisite and delicious, and because of the prince's order, the dishes were all light and less oily and less spicy Taste, put a table full.

With a delicious meal, Luo Ange stopped making trouble, wiped his chopsticks carefully, and said to Mu Ke very obediently: "His Royal Highness, do you want to eat together? I'll move a place for you."

When Mu Ke saw his light and careless appearance, he felt furious, gritted his teeth, turned around and left, leaving only a cold sentence: "I don't have the leisure to eat with others in the dungeon."

Luo Ange bit his chopsticks innocently, then turned his head to look at the guards, "Look, I said he is uncertain, right? There are so many dishes, do you want to come in and eat together?"

All the jailers turned around out of sight and out of mind, slandering in their hearts, it's really not that His Royal Highness is moody, but that you really have the ability to make people angry without knowing it!

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