PFC Chapter 160 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (41)
Chapter 160 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (41)
I don’t know if Xing Chen regretted saying this later.
After all, Wen Luo was really crazy.
Xing Chen once again realized that in front of his crazy master, he was just like a dummy made of dough.
Not only was it soft and squishy when squeezed and rolled into a ball, it was also extremely ugly.
Dian Dian suddenly lost consciousness.
Wen Luo felt that they had only reached this point.
He couldn't care less.
He couldn't even take care of Xing Chen if he had to lie down for a few days and couldn't go to court.
At certain moments, Wen Luo didn't even dare to face Xing Chen directly.
I was afraid that he would find me acting like a mad beast.
In the last darkness before dawn, Wen Luo wet a towel in warm water and wiped off the mess all over Xingchen's body.
He kissed Xingchen's swollen lips with satisfaction, took the dry food that Xingchen had prepared for him, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
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The early morning of Xiyuan Palace was still immersed in a desolate and dead silence.
As soon as it was dawn, Wei Rong touched his belly and went to the front hall to knock on the door.
He knocked on the door so loudly that it was very noisy. The old maid came out from the next hall cursing.
"Knock knock knock, knock knock knock, is your father dead? Why are you so anxious? You're knocking your head here so early in the morning!"
This mouth that was spewing shit was so smelly that Wei Rong had to hold back and not slap her on the mouth.
He asked: "How are the meals provided here every day? Are they delivered directly from outside, or are they given rice and flour for you to cook yourself?"
In fact, he had just taken a look around and saw that the small kitchen was locked. He guessed that food was delivered from outside once in a while and the people cooked their own meals inside.
And he was sure that the lock was put on after they arrived, otherwise who was it protecting from?
The old man waved his hands impatiently: "I don't know, I don't know, get out of here!"
"What do you mean you don't know? We just came in yesterday, so they must have something to give us. His Majesty said that the prince is imprisoned for reflection, but he is not starved to death. Hurry up and get our things out. My prince is still injured and hasn't eaten a single bite since last night. How can this be allowed?"
"Why not? You'll be hungry once you enter Xiyuan Palace. Didn't I bring you food last night? Eat sparingly. It will be enough for a day."
“…You mean you only eat a bowl of the brown rice you spilled on the floor every day?” Wei Rong asked in disbelief.
"As long as you have something to eat, don't just talk about brown rice, you have to have that too. If you don't have anything, then you can still eat the grass roots on the ground."
"You took our things and don't want to give them back, right? Is there no one else here? I don't believe that everyone here is as unreasonable as you. Come out, come out, let's talk it out!"
Wei Rong turned around and continued knocking on the door.
The old woman sneered with her yellow teeth showing.
"Knock, see if anyone dares to answer you even if you knock the door down."
Sure enough, no matter how hard Wei Rong knocked, no one came out.
Wei Rong knocked and knocked until he felt almost terrified, as if all the rooms with closed doors were empty.
"You won't give it to me, right? Fine!"
Wei Rong stopped knocking and turned to walk towards the palace gate. When he reached the gate, he picked up a stick from the ground and started to bang on the door.
There must be guards outside the door. They have just been sent in and if they make some noise, people outside will probably ask what's going on.
Sure enough, just after he knocked a few times, there were voices asking questions outside.
"What do you do? What's the matter?"
The old woman rushed over nimbly and stretched out her hand to press Wei Rong's mouth. Wei Rong looked at her black nails and dodged aside in disgust.
"It's all right, all right," the old nanny answered loudly to the outside while staring at Wei Rong fiercely, "I will prepare meals for you every day."
"No, our prince is not used to the food you cook. Just give the food back to us and we will cook it ourselves."
The old man was forced into no choice but to take Wei Rong back to the door of the small kitchen, warned him not to follow him in, opened the door and quickly threw out half a bag of rice and noodles.
Then he quickly closed the door.
"Hey, are you hiding something shameful in your kitchen? It seems that these were not the only things delivered yesterday. You have hidden a lot of things, right?"
"What else do you want? There's nothing left. Even if you knock on the door now, there's nothing left."
"What about the pot? The pot in the small kitchen at the back hall is rusted through and there's a big hole at the bottom. What can I use to cook?"
"Damn it!"
The old man spat fiercely, turned around and went into the house again and threw out an old pot.
Wei Rong picked up the rice, flour and pot and went back arrogantly.
After he left, the door that he had knocked on loudly before opened with a creak.
A maid in plain clothes poked her head in the direction Wei Rong left, then nodded to the figure behind her.
Xiao Xian gradually emerged from the darkness in the hall.
Years of imprisonment made him look extremely thin, with the flesh on his cheeks sunken, making him look mean and sharp.
He was wearing a robe that was deliberately soiled, and when he walked to the door, a vicious smile appeared on his face.
The old maid came over and asked quietly, "Master, now that we are not delivering their meals, what should we do?"
"Wouldn't it be easier to distance ourselves from the matter if we didn't send it over?"
The old lady sighed, "I'm just afraid that it won't be that convenient to give me the medicine."
"Why should I be afraid? We all live in the same palace. If it doesn't work today, it will work tomorrow. If it doesn't work tomorrow, it will work the day after tomorrow. It will work one day. It must be God's mercy that he sent Wen Luo to me."
"God has seen the suffering of the master."
"That idiot Xiao Shen thought that he could sit firmly on the throne by taking away Wen Luo's military power."
The old nanny said, "He probably thinks that whoever gets the military power in Southern Xinjiang can stop the troops of Liang State."
"He's dreaming. If Wen Luo hadn't been here, the Liang cavalry would have already broken through the southern border's defense line.
Haha, I really can't wait to see Xiao Shen lose miserably and become a sinner for all eternity."
"Master, if he loses his country, he will bear the infamy for generations to come. You can also avenge your vengeance against the late queen."
Xiao Xian narrowed his pupils dangerously, his eyeballs became cloudy and yellow, like some kind of cold-blooded snake.
"Don't worry. On that day, I will definitely throw that dead woman surnamed Zhao and her beautiful son into the Liang army camp to comfort the hard-working soldiers. Let them taste the wonderful flavor of the Emperor of Dahan and the Queen Mother."
The maid in plain clothes covered her mouth and smiled. She was not wearing any makeup, but she was quite charming.
"Empress Dowager Zhao was sent to the cold palace and was able to climb to the throne in the end. Wasn't it because she relied on her body to seduce the late emperor?
In the future, if she is ridden by thousands of people, that is the reward she deserves. I guess she will be very satisfied. Just consider it a bargain for them mother and son."
"You two must be careful and don't reveal any flaws that might cause them to notice something and become defensive."
"Master, don't worry. I won't make any mistakes. Mammy and I will play the good cop and the bad cop respectively. With Mammy paving the way for me, it will be easier for me to get close to them."
"You should first win their favor, and when they are completely off guard against you, then find the right time to strike."
"Yes, master."