Liusu was startled and almost knocked over the chicken soup that she had been boiling all afternoon.
She turned around resignedly, holding the chicken soup, and walked in cautiously with her head lowered. Her feet were a little weak and her hands were trembling.
As soon as Zhuye Hitomi saw the person who came in, he immediately sat up straight, with unknown emotions flashing in his eyes.
Liusu also glanced at him sideways, and saw a stunning woman, about fifteen or sixteen years old, sitting beside Zhuye Hitomi's bed with a noble look in her eyes. At this moment, she had soft and boneless white hands.
It was placed on his ice blue sleeve.
The princess of Hitomi Zhuye turns out to be so young. Although she is dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes and her expression is not very friendly, her face looks like a lolita face, which seems to be not much older than Qiluo.
But standing next to Ming Huan'er, who was so elegant and luxurious, she was simply too shabby; look at Ming Huan'er's chicken soup, which was packed in exquisite golden pots, and hers, she lowered her head and looked at it with a small cup.
It was in the porcelain bowl that Qiluo had eaten.
Whether it is people or soup, there is a difference between heaven and earth.
"Raise your head!" the queen's majestic voice sounded.
Liusu slowly raised her head, Zhu Yetong looked at her, and was stunned for a moment: That face...that face was painted like a tabby cat, with a black patch here and a gray patch there, and a black patch on the nose.
What did this woman do if she didn't come to see him all day?
"Is it you?" The queen had an impression of Tassel in her mind, "What are you hiding out there sneakily doing?"
When Liusu heard this, she realized that the queen's voice was extremely majestic:
"I...I saw Master Thirteen was sick, so I made...a bowl of chicken soup for him to drink."
When Hitomi Zhuye heard this, he was immediately overjoyed! The woman who made herself so dirty turned out to be making chicken soup for him?! Haha. But, she is so stupid, so the chicken soup she made must be terrible to drink.
After Ming Huan'er heard Liusu's words, the eyes on her baby-like face immediately changed, revealing a trace of fierceness that was inconsistent with her age.
"How brave! A slave dares to address me in front of me. It's so unruly. Come on, slap me!!" The queen suddenly opened her eyes and shouted sternly.
"Yes! I obey!"
"What? Slap?" Before Liusu could react, the two nuns behind the queen got the order and walked to her side. One of them grabbed one of her hands and raised their hand to slap her.
The chicken soup in her hand almost fell over.
"Stop!!! Who dares to touch her!" Immediately, Zhuye Hitomi shouted, suddenly stood up from the couch, pulled the tassel back, and put his right hand around her shoulders.
The two nuns were frightened by the Thirteenth Prince and shrank aside.
"Brother Thirteen..." Ming Huan'er called Zhu Yetong resentfully.
"Tong'er?!" The empress was also stunned. She knew her son too well. He always regarded women as clothing. Even his future princess Ming Huan'er would not take the initiative to visit her once a year. This time
But he protects a servant over and over again. What does this... mean?
The queen's eyes slowly turned gloomy as she looked at Liusu.
Zhuye Hitomi naturally noticed the look in his mother's eyes. He put down his hand that was holding Tassel and said, "Mother, last night I drank too much and fell into the water. It was she who jumped into the water risking her own life to save me. If it weren't for him, my mother would have
You may not be able to see your son as lively and lively as you are today, so don’t argue with her, Queen Mother."
Liusu was so surprised that he almost knocked over the chicken soup that had been simmered all night in his hand.