Aunt Zhou quickly smiled and said: "I don't do much usually, Rui Yuan does it all."
The third prince's frown deepened, "He is such a majestic prince, how can he do these things? Let me do it."
He, a prince, has always opened his mouth and stretched out his hands when he was young.
However, it is still possible to cut radishes.
Aunt Zhou looked at her and was afraid that he would cut his hand, "Your Majesty, I'll cut it!"
The third prince became more and more comfortable with cutting, "Although I have never cooked, I have played with a knife. Cutting radishes is a piece of cake."
After a while, he actually cut the radish. ?.?????.???
Seeing this, Aunt Zhou turned around and carried the bucket to get water from the well in the backyard.
"Wait a minute!" The third prince suddenly threw away the knife, snatched the bucket from her hand like wind, and strode to the backyard to bring two buckets of water.
Because he was a man who had practiced martial arts, carrying two buckets of water was like carrying a kitten. Soon the water tank in the kitchen was full.
Aunt Zhou was stunned.
Afterwards, the third prince went to the backyard like a storm and moved all the chopped firewood to the stove.
Then imitate the way grandma cooks at home, light a fire and cook.
Aunt Zhou wanted to do it herself several times, but he stopped her, "Just stand aside and don't move. Just tell me what to do!"
Aunt Zhou couldn't resist him, so she had no choice but to do as he was told.
After a while, the three dishes and one soup were really ready.
When Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan came out of the incense room, they still smelled the aroma of rice.
At this time, Zhou Zhao also came back from the vegetable field, carrying a basket of cabbage on his back, "Mom, I'm back!"
When he was on the road, he heard that his father was back. He was so panicked that he ran back all the way.
When the third prince heard the sound, he rushed over like the wind, "Ah, Zhao'er, how can you do such work? Come on! Give me the basket on your back!"
Zhou Zhao was stunned, "Third...third uncle?"
Before he could react, the third prince had already entered the house carrying his vegetable basket like a rabbit.
Zhou Zhao's eyes widened and he was so shocked that he recovered for a long time.
Zhou Ruiyuan came over quickly and explained everything to him.
Zhou Zhao suddenly realized, then he patted his chest and said, "I was scared to death. They said my father was here. I thought it was the one from the capital."
Zhou Ruiyuan raised his eyebrows and whispered: "The one in the capital? I'm afraid your head will fall off when you enter the house."
Zhou Zhao quickly covered his neck and nodded in agreement, "Brother, when will he return to the capital?"
Zhou Ruiyuan was about to reply.
At this time, the third prince's voice came from the room again, "Ah! Wan Chun, how can you carry water? Quick, give it to me!"
Zhou Zhao heard the sound and looked over. When he turned back to look at Zhou Ruiyuan, he found that Zhou Ruiyuan had rushed into the room, "Wan Chun, come here, give it to me."
Zhou Zhao was stunned, shook his head and said, "When these outsiders saw this, they really thought they were father and son."
After he said that, he turned around and put the yard hoe on his shoulders to prepare the backyard.
"Wait a minute! Just wait a minute!" The third prince strode towards him again, grabbed the hoe from his shoulder, put it on his shoulder, and kept mumbling, "You kid, don't do anything like this in the future. How dangerous it is to touch this thing!"
Zhou Zhao stared at the nagging third prince with wide eyes, and his jaw almost dropped in shock. Is this the same noble prince who lived happily in the capital and never married or had children?
He really looks like his father. I don't know if he is too involved in the drama or if he is just a warm-hearted person.
The Zhou family's small house became lively again because there was one more person.
The palace in the capital was extremely deserted. The emperor seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He could not sleep every night. Whenever he thought of the queen who was killed by him, he would burst into tears.
Concubine Wu was extremely worried. How could she regain her favor? She hadn't even given birth to a prince yet!
However, she was worried because she took advantage of the fact that the emperor had no time to take care of the harem and paid attention to Concubine Ru.
"This little bitch was quite proud some time ago. Let's see how she shows off her power in front of me in the future!"
She secretly put a box of rouge mixed with poison on Concubine Ru's table, and replaced it with the rouge that Concubine Ru usually used the most.
