After Mu Mingtang fed Xie Xuanchen, he moved the rest of the meal. I wasted a lot of time feeding porridge today, and by the time she was eating, the food was already a little cold. Mu Mingtang regretted secretly, but unfortunately she was being watched and could not use the kitchen, otherwise, not only would she be able to heat dishes at any time, but Xie Xuanchen's daily supplements could also be changed.
He had slept for so long, and his body was so thin that there was only a rigid skeleton on his wrists, and all the flesh was lost. Mu Mingtang felt distressed when she saw it. The patient couldn't be treated so harshly. If she could move freely, she would always find some way to make up for him.
Previously, when she was poor and poor in Chenliu, she was able to find wild vegetables in a different way to take care of her body for mother-in-law Zhou. I didn't expect that now she has no worries about food and clothing and abundant money, but she couldn't prepare food for Xie Xuanchen.
She sighed silently, quickly finished her meal, and then put a few dishes back into the food box, deliberately pretending that she had a lot of food, and lifted the food box to the door of the palace.
That's the point of being monitored, that is, you don't have to worry about three meals a day, and even the dishes are done by someone.
After Mu Mingtang put down the food box, he deliberately waited. After the person who packed the food box came, he asked in detail what the soup, meat dishes, vegetarian dishes and porridge should be for tonight before letting them go. Mu Mingtang's request was extremely trivial, and he fully acted as what it means to become arrogant once he was successful, and what it means to become a phoenix from a turkey.
The soldier in charge of collecting things frowned when he heard that she had so many demands. Mu Mingtang raised her eyebrows immediately when she saw it: "Why, don't you want to? Don't forget that I am the princess. If you find it troublesome, then let me out and I will do it myself."
Xiaobing looked back at the head guard, who kept frowning and waved his hand vigorously when he heard this: "Go on, do as the princess said."
"Did you hear me, do as I said!" Mu Mingtang raised her eyebrows triumphantly, she simply went in and said, "It's too troublesome to explain every day, I will leave a list on the food box in the future, you can press it after you take it back. I do the dishes on the list. I don’t understand Wang Ye’s medicinal diet, so I will follow the original process, but I can’t neglect my daily dishes, otherwise, I will…”
Mu Mingtang thought about how she should threaten, she can't leave the house now, it's impossible to sue the imperial court, and it seems stupid to seek life and death... She suddenly had an idea and said, "Otherwise, I won't feed the prince, you yourself Look it up!"
Sure enough, the food delivery soldier changed his face when he heard it. After he responded bluntly, he hurried away with the food box. He walked a long way, and Mu Mingtang reminded him behind his back: "Don't forget the food I ordered tonight, it will be delivered on time!"
Xiaobing's back froze, and he seemed to be walking faster. The captain of the guard stood in the corridor and watched the whole process. He admired Mu Mingtang very much. After knowing that he was imprisoned, who was not afraid to eat, but he admired Mingtang and ordered food in the mood.
Now that her life is in the hands of others, how can she be so optimistic? The head guard stared at Mu Mingtang inquiringly. Mu Mingtang noticed it, didn't bother to pay attention, and slammed the door shut.
Those who have not struggled on the line of food and clothing will not understand that as long as there is food to eat, people can live no matter what. Now that she is wearing clothes, reaching out for food and opening her mouth, someone provides meals on time, and there is a roof to shelter from the wind and rain. It's just that the movement is restricted, and there is nothing that can't go on.
What's more, the prince's family is different from ordinary people. The Qiyang palace is so desolate, and the cooking skills are still excellent.
After Mu Mingtang ordered the evening menu, standing in the palace, he had nothing to do again. She was really bored sitting, so she continued her morning work, cleaning room by room next to the eastern tip.
The sky was getting dark, and when it was time to say yes, there was a noise outside. Mu Mingtang packed up and opened the door. The food box was already at the door.
Mu Mingtang immediately washed his hands and prepared to feed dinner. She poured the bowl of medicinal porridge into the flowerpot as usual, and muttered to herself: "My lord, you can rely on my food to support you now. I didn't expect that I would have no prospects for half my life, but one day I will be able to support you. The famous King of Qiyang. With you this time, I can boast that I will see my ancestors in the future."
Mu Mingtang was held back for a day, and now he can finally speak, but not with all his strength. Relying on Xie Xuanchen's inability to hear, she made a lot of nonsense, talked nonsense, and said what she thought, and she had a good time with her mouth addiction. After she finished speaking, she helped Xie Xuanchen get up to feed the porridge as usual, and found that Xie Xuanchen was not very cooperative with eating.
... It's also too difficult to take care of the little white face.
Mu Mingtang showed patience and finished feeding the porridge little by little. After the bowl of porridge bottomed out, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back.
Obviously it's just feeding, but it's more tiring than her hands-on meal.
Mu Mingtang wiped the corners of his mouth and laid Xie Xuanchen flat again before eating by himself. After leaving it for so long, the dishes are a little cold again.
The porridge that Xie Xuanchen drank belongs to her, and this is a long-term business. If she wants to get away with it, she can only make outsiders feel that she eats a lot and needs a lot of dishes for each meal. Mu Mingtang was afraid that people outside would see it, so she turned over every dish, deliberately making the illusion that she ate every dish.
The next thing is the same as at noon, just put the empty food box out, and after a while, someone will come to clean it up.
Although it is summer, the Yulin Hall is deep, and the hall is already a little dark. Mu Mingtang held a lamp and lit the palace lanterns in the bedroom one by one. When she was halfway through the lighting, she suddenly turned around and looked around. The eaves were deep and the courtyard was deep. When the Yulin Hall was at its peak, what kind of magnificent scene would it be when all the lights were on
After thinking about it, Mu Mingtang smiled and continued to do the work in his hand. How was Yulintang's beauty in those days, and what does it have to do with her? She didn't have the chance to see Xie Xuanchen at his peak, and it was enough to accompany him through the most helpless and most needy troughs.
Mu Mingtang spent a long time lighting up the lights of Yulin Hall from the west to the east. The lights were bright and lively. However, there were only two people in the hall from beginning to end.
When she went to sleep, she had to blow them out one by one. It takes a lot of time to walk this time, but Mu Mingtang has nothing to do all day long. She doesn't waste time, what else can she do.
When Mu Mingtang walked back to the bedroom, he was tired just walking. She put the lamp on the high plain table beside the bed and sighed: "I heard people say that rich people get tired and sweaty just walking around the house. I think I'm joking. Now, it turns out that it is true."
Mu Mingtang looked back at the large hall of Dengying, and tutted softly: "But then again, living in such a big house alone would really be frightening."
It was getting dark, and Mu Mingtang didn't dare to go back to his cubicle, so he had to stay beside Xie Xuanchen's bed. Xie Xuanchen is famous for killing him, and I am afraid that evil ghosts will not dare to float by his side.
Mu Mingtang had nothing to do, so he could only sit next to Xie Xuanchen, remembering what to say: "Lord Qiyang, it turns out that you are the Marquis of Wu'an. I'm ashamed to say that you saved me, but I don't know the name of my benefactor. I'm here. In the capital, I heard people talk about the king of Qiyang, Xie Xuanchen. Xuanchen, the heaven and earth is Xuanhuang, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are shining, and Chen Suliezhang is a very nice name. When the first emperor gave this name, he must have embraced the prince a lot. The expectations of the king. The prince did not live up to the expectations of his parents, as expected, like the stars in the sky, shining brightly."
Speaking of names, Mu Mingtang couldn't help thinking of himself. She said, "If you think about it this way, I've lost my name. My birthday is on the first day of April. My mother said that she is a girl. My father saw the blooming begonia in the yard and gave me Mingtang with a slap on the forehead. Fortunately, our family I didn't plant any dog's tail flowers, otherwise I would be miserable with my father's cultural level."
"It is said that Jiang Mingwei's name is in response to Caiwei. Caiwei Caiwei, Wei also stops, says return, returns, and the age is endless. The King of Jin probably means that the sea is inclusive of all rivers and helps the world." Mu Ming Tang Yue said more and more sad, clapped his hands and said, "So people still need to read more. When naming my daughter in the future, no matter what, I have to give her a nice and elegant name."
"Just talking about the daughter and not the son seems to be biased." Mu Mingtang murmured, suddenly stunned, and then laughed at himself, "What do I think about my daughter and son, I'm afraid I won't have a single child in my life. Come on. If I am really pregnant, whether it’s the prince’s or not, I won’t be able to live. It’s better to be alone all my life, to live quietly, and to live in such a big house by myself, there’s nothing to be dissatisfied with.”
Mu Mingtang lifted the quilt and looked at the injury on Xie Xuanchen's wrist lightly. She cleaned carefully and changed the dressing frequently, and the wound on her hand looked much better.
Mu Mingtang carefully covered the quilt and tucked him into the quilt: "The things in this world are really incomparable, Jiang Mingwei said that if she ran away from marriage, she would run away from marriage, and she could continue to be a princess when she came back, and I, I have all surrendered to it, Jiang Mingwei said a word. , I have to make room for her, life is really unfair. After they marry me, it is estimated that Jiang Honghao will be promoted to full-time ambassador soon. How beautiful. In my lifetime, I'm afraid I won't see their family unlucky."
"But this kind of thing can't be blamed entirely on Jiang Mingwei. For marriage, as long as one of the men and women is unhappy, it will not happen. If Jiang Mingwei can come back smoothly as a princess, to put it bluntly, King Jin is willing. King Jin does not pursue her. Missing, what other people talk about. It's good to be liked. When you are young, you pursue freedom. If you are tired of playing, you can marry a bamboo horse when you look back. I am not afraid. Why don't I have such an infatuated bamboo horse?"
Mu Mingtang sighed at Xie Xuanchen for a while, and regretted that he missed a good time to cultivate bamboo horses. She sighed: "But it's better to quit early, it's not mine, it's useless to force it, and it's also arousing suspicion. These two golden boys and girls are more affectionate than golden, and more affectionate and righteous than the protagonists in the play. For them, I'm afraid it's a nasty clown. I've been a stand-in from the beginning, but I still can't figure it out, and I really want to marry Xie Xuanji. Who is Xie Xuanji? Except for the goddess, how can other women think about it? of?"
Mu Mingtang really felt that Xie Xuanji's life trajectory was very inspirational. On the other hand, the two of them are not very positive.
Mu Mingtang is arrogant when he has a bit of color. There is no big man who does not like things and does not feel sad. Xie Xuanchen is also very arrogant when he is beautiful. He does his own way and makes many enemies. He is not a character that history books like.
Mu Mingtang sighed: "No wonder, King Jin is getting higher and higher, and we have become like this. If there is a book, the hero must be Xie Xuanji."
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, seeing that it was getting late, he stood up holding the lamp: "I'm going back to sleep, benefactor, good night."
After Mu Mingtang left, Xie Xuanchen's eyelashes moved, but he still didn't have the strength to open them in the end. Over the years, he has gradually discovered that there is something wrong with the medicine, and after drinking it, it will make people drowsy and sleepless. Xie Xuanchen refused to drink the medicine after he noticed the clue. Every time he woke up, he would break the medicine bowl, but he had not been active for a long time, so he often couldn't control his strength, and the person feeding the medicine had to take a break.
Later, no one dared to come to give medicine, it became porridge. Xie Xuanchen didn't find it at first, but after a long time, he found out that there was also medicine in the porridge.
He had no choice but to not touch food, which made him weaker and less awake. Recently, his conscious time has become longer, but he is too weak to open his eyes. However, for one or two hours a day, he can hear the movement of the outside world.
He could feel a new maid in Yulin Hall, oh, maybe not a maid, Xie Rui married a wife for him.
Xie Xuanchen didn't believe any of the people Xie Rui sent. But this woman is not what he imagined, at least she changed the porridge, Xie Xuanchen is satisfied.
But Xie Xuanchen would not accept the words of little white face, eating soft rice, etc. Moreover, what did she mean just now, why if there is a book, the male protagonist must be like Xie Xuanji
He Xie Xuanchen is not dead, will Xie Xuanji be born