It didn't take much time for Yue Zhiting to take a bath. He went to take a bath before Meng Zhuoer, but he was the one who came out first.
The dishes in the front hall were almost ready. Before Xianglian left, he specifically asked Meng Zhuoer what he liked to eat.
I remembered that she had refused to eat the food cooked by others several times before, but the food she cooked herself was very delicious, so I wonder if it would satisfy her.
We can't just fire these cooks.
Yue Zhiting looked at the table full of dishes and thought that she had been hungry all day and had been in the rain for so long. Her stomach was empty and she should eat something easy to digest first.
He thought about scooping up a bowl of lean meat porridge, but after thinking about it, he felt it was wrong.
Porridge is the staple food, so wouldn't she have no appetite for anything else by then?
It would be better to drink some soup.
Thinking about it, he took another bowl to ladle soup.
wrong……
Yue Zhiting frowned.
Why is he so attentive? He went to find someone in the middle of the night and now he has to guess her thoughts even for a meal, but it has always been others who speculate on him.
It has not been easy for him to achieve this position over the years. He no longer needs to be as careful as before to please her.
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"Have you started eating?"
Meng Zhuoer turned around from the corridor and held up the brocade clothes on her body in a twisted manner.
Yue Zhiting was much taller than her, so her clothes would drag on the floor when she walked, so she could only hold them up. Her sleeves were also very long, making it very inconvenient to walk.
Meng Zhuoer was out of breath from running, maybe because she was too hungry and in a hurry to eat. Her long hair hanging behind her back was even dripping with water. Her forearms below the elbow were exposed. Not only did she have to hold up the hem of her skirt, but her overly large sleeves also made her feel uncomfortable. She was behaving badly.
She had always been well taken care of by Meng Yuqing in the Meng family, and her ice-cold skin and bones were covered with a thin layer of powder.
Yue Zhiting's throat tightened and she looked away.
Meng Zhuoer looked around but couldn't see her own bowls and chopsticks, but Queqiao saw that there was soup and porridge in front of her.
She asked doubtfully: "You use two bowls by yourself?"
"Oh... not really. Which one do you want to eat?" He asked subconsciously, completely forgetting the entanglement of Fangcai.
"Let me drink soup, I want to eat meat!"
Meng Zhuoer drank all the soup in his hand and felt much better.
She sat down and started eating.
Meng Zhuoer had been hungry all day, had a fight with someone, and had been soaked in the rain all night. His physical strength had long been exhausted. Now that he was eating, he naturally couldn't care less about what was decent and dishonorable.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
Yue Zhiting sighed, helpless, worried that she wouldn't be able to add to the steamed dumplings in front of her, so she took a piece of it.
"You don't know, I'm so hungry..."
Meng Zhuoer's cheeks bulged like a hamster after eating.
Yue Zhiting smiled helplessly and glanced at the dripping girl's already soaked shoulders.
He motioned for Xia Yu to come over and wanted him to help wipe Meng Zhuoer's hair, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them again.
How can we let him come? This man and woman are not close to each other.
Yue Zhiting glanced at Xia Yu with a puzzled expression.
Xia Yu was stared at in confusion and looked confused.
"Go get a towel for your hair."
Xia Yu immediately went to get it.
"Well--"
Meng Zhuoer ate too quickly and choked without any warning.
"Meng Zhuoer, you..."
Yue Zhiting hurriedly poured her a glass of water, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
Meng Zhuoer finally felt better after drinking a whole glass of water. She took a deep breath and continued eating after she calmed down.
Xia Yu brought a dry towel over, and Yue Zhiting walked towards Meng Zhuoer.
Meng Zhuoer, who was eating, looked at her warily: "What do you want to do?"
Yue Zhiting found it funny and said helplessly: "It's too late for you to start worrying about what I will do to you now."
Meng Zhuoer thought for a moment, and it was true.
She was standing on the sky of Prince Yinshan's Palace, and stepping on the ground of Prince Yinshan's Palace. Now even if Yue Zhiting saw that she was unhappy and chopped her into pieces, even if she shouted at her throat, it would be of no avail.
Yue Zhiting carefully put her long hair into a dry towel and carefully pressed the water stains in her long hair: "If you don't dry it, your clothes will get wet soon.
And if your head is covered with wet hair like this, you will get sick. "
Meng Zhuoer pursed her lips tighter, secretly and carefully raised her eyes to look at him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
Xia Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, was so shocked that he could stuff an egg into his chin.
What?
What did he see?
The prince is actually wiping a woman's hair?
He must be dreaming.
Xia Yu couldn't help but slap himself in the face.
With a snap, the two people in front of them were stunned.
Meng Zhuoer looked at him strangely: "Why are you slapping yourself? Are you okay?"
"It should be nothing..." The pain on his face told Xia Yu that he was not dreaming. He explained with a smile, "There are many mosquitoes on rainy days, so it was the mosquito bite below me."
Meng Zhuoer nodded in agreement: "You are right about this, there are indeed many rainy days."
"You were bitten?"
Yue Zhiting frowned slightly and said, "Xia Yu, please hurry up and have someone light some mugwort incense to drive away the mosquitoes."
"No, I don't like the smell of mugwort." Meng Zhuoer looked complicated, "It would be better for me to be bitten by mosquitoes."
"Nonsense." Yue Zhiting shook her head and ordered, "Didn't His Majesty get a new piece of mosquito repellent incense before? It smells fresh and not too strong. You can bring it. Miss Meng might like it."
"……yes."
Xia Yu went to get it silently.
That is the mosquito repellent incense provided by Bonant. It is a priceless thing in the market. In the past two years, the quantity of this mosquito repellent incense has been decreasing year by year. This year, there are only thirty-two dendrobiums, of which ten are kept by your majesty. He only used it for himself and gave it to the Queen Mother, and even the imperial concubine could not share a few dendrobiums. On weekdays, even the prince, a big shot, would not be willing to use this when he came to the mansion. The prince would enjoy it before going to bed.
Now this is for Miss Meng to use without blinking an eye.
The prince really likes Miss Meng.
When Xia Yu left, he couldn't help but look at Meng Zhuoer a few more times.
Meng Zhuoer was a little confused: "What did Xia Yu look at me when he left just now?"
"He's a bit cross-eyed to begin with, so just ignore him."
Yue Zhiting came as soon as she opened her mouth and didn't care about her subordinate 'Qing Yu'.
Meng Zhuoer nodded and continued to eat happily.
"Stop wiping my hair and sit down and eat. You haven't even moved."
Meng Zhuoer turned around to greet him.
"Eat yours, I'm not hungry."
Yue Zhiting said, seeing her cheeks stuffed up again, she felt sad and distressed.
Although her usual behavior is a bit blustery, she is definitely not a person who does not understand the rules or is indecent. Now that she is eating like this, she has been hungry for a long time.
It's too late now. Could this be her first meal after leaving Duke Meng's mansion?
"From now on, if you have no other place to go, just come to this king." He said slowly, "I will pass on the order. As long as you come, no one here will stop you. It's okay for you to choose a wing to rest. .
If you are worried about others gossiping, then enter through the back door. No one in this palace dares to gossip. "
Meng Zhuoer was stunned and looked at him suddenly, her heart palpitating fiercely. She pursed her red lips and asked, "Just like Princess Yu, who can come and go as freely as she does?"
"Yes." Yue Zhiting said, "No one will stop you."
When Meng Zhuoer heard the privileges he gave her, she thought it was beautiful. She couldn't help but ask: "Besides me and the princess, how many other girls have such privileges?"
Yue Zhiting paused suddenly, looked at her, a hint of ambiguity flashed in his eyes, and said, "No, it's just the two of you, but you are different from Yu Tingyin."
Meng Zhuoer's heart suddenly dropped again, "Huh?"
Yue Zhiting didn't answer, just nodded.
Meng Zhuoer looked at the pig's trotters in his hand and suddenly lost his appetite: "...Oh."
"Princess Yu and I have grown up together since childhood. She is a relative and we are siblings. Naturally, we are different. You and I are not family members."
Yue Zhiting explained, and he thought the girl in front of him would be happy to hear it, but she just looked up at him and said nothing.
He was startled suddenly.
Did he say something wrong?
Yue Zhiting thought about it seriously again and added again: "...but it is very likely that we will become family members in the future."
Meng Zhuoer froze, but his voice became weird: "Yes, I am your future niece-in-law."
After realizing the change in the girl's mood, Yue Zhiting was overjoyed. He pretended to be serious and coughed softly: "I don't think you will marry Yue Zhiting. Maybe... it's someone else?"
This last sentence is particularly subtle.
Meng Zhuoer was startled and looked back at him, but couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle.
"You talk so much, wipe your hair well."
Yue Zhiting:? ?
When did he, a prince, end up doing a job that only a servant would do?
He thought about it.
But it seems that he did this voluntarily, and he was a little... enjoying it!
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