"Little Prince, little Prince, wake up, wake up, Little Prince, it's time for you to pay your respects." A young woman knelt beside the bed and gently patted the man and murmured.
The eyelids of the man on the bed moved. The woman kneeling beside the bed saw this and winked at a man behind her. The man held a basin in his hands and raised it above his head. He bent over and walked to the bed.
Kneel down.
A pair of eyes opened drowsily, and the surrounding smell was very comfortable, a faint scent of sandalwood,
"Where is this? It's already dark. It smells so good."
"What are you digging for? Who are you?"
"Young prince, I am a slave. It's time for you to show your respects, or you will wet the bed again?" the maid kneeling beside the bed said in a low voice.
"What,??????"
The maids and servants on the side looked at each other, wondering if the young prince was more seriously ill? What did he just say nonsense?
"Where is this? Who are you? Why am I here? Am I not in the car?"
"Back to the young prince, this is the palace. As the prince, you are naturally in the palace. If you want to take a carriage, ask Aji to prepare it for you early tomorrow morning." The maid on the side responded, kneeling with her head on the ground.
Prince's Mansion? Am I not in the car? Where am I? Damn, what is this man doing kneeling here holding a big iron basin? Why is it so dark? How does this environment look like a scene from a costume drama in a TV series? Dig
I mean, am I traveling through time? How about playing?
"Who did you just say I was? What's my name?"
"Your name is Zhu Muchen, and you are the young prince in this palace." The maid responded with her head lowered, not daring to look directly at the man in front of her, for fear that he would get sick again and beat her half to death.
"You guys should go out first. I want to be quiet."
When the maid and servant heard this, they bowed and left the room and gently closed the door, "The young prince refuses to pay respects? Go and prepare a clean quilt. If the young prince fails to pay respects on the bed, put it on the master in time.
If you don't serve the master well, you will lose your life." An old woman's voice came from outside the door.
Going out on the bed? This means I'm going to wet the bed tonight. I'm a DJ, Zhu Muchen? Is that me in the mirror? How did I become like this? Oh my god, am I not dreaming? I must be dreaming. Hurry up.
sleep.
Zhu Muchen couldn't sleep that night. He couldn't figure out why he was here as soon as he opened his eyes when he got on the bus back to school. This was all too real. He pinched himself crazily, feeling that he was here.
Although he was very reluctant to feel the pain, he had to accept the fact that he had traveled through time. He was very complicated that night and couldn't figure out what was going on. He fell asleep with unclear thoughts.
Already.
In the early morning, a maid and a servant entered the room gently. The maid was carrying a basin of water with a towel on it. The servant behind her was holding a stack of quilts. The two of them walked very slowly.
, did not make any movement, for fear of disturbing Zhu Muchen, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
"The young prince did not show his respects under the quilt today!" The maid looked in disbelief and said softly to the servant behind her.
"You are figuring it out more clearly," the servant responded in a low voice.
The maid found nothing strange with her hands, so she put her head above the quilt and smelled everywhere, saying, "No, really nothing."
Zhu Muchen felt a hint of fragrance coming and going, and woke up in a daze.
"Oh my god! What are you doing?" Zhu Muchen opened his eyes and saw a woman swinging her head over him, and he shouted in a frightened voice.
The maid stretched out her hand to touch Zhu Muchen's forehead and said, "My dear prince, be good, don't be afraid. I'm just checking to see if you are sleeping in bed, and want to change the quilt for you."
Speaking of this, Zhu Muchen really wanted to pee. After sleeping all night, he suddenly felt a little urgent to urinate.
"Where is the toilet?" Zhu Muchen sat up and asked.
"Toilet? Little prince, do you mean the latrine?" the maid replied.
"Yes, yes, where is the latrine?" Zhu Muchen got off the bed with a look of helplessness and stood up to go to the toilet.
The servants and maids in front of the bed hurriedly took the shoes and helped him put them on. Then the servant knelt in front of Zhu Muchen, held a basin on his head, and said: "My little prince, I will serve you as a courtesy."
?????Nani, did the ancients play like this? It still looks like this. This is really a time-travel to this ghost place. It’s really a ghost. The Barbie Q is over and there is no way to go back.
"No, put this basin down. I don't need you to wait on you when you go out." Zhu Muchen really couldn't hold back his urine. He ignored the other things and pee first. He wanted to let these two people go out quickly. They are here.
I really can't pee, it's so embarrassing.
When the two of them heard that Zhu Muchen did not need to serve him, they knelt down in fear. With tears in their eyes, they kept kowtowing and admitting their mistake. "The servant deserves to die, the villain deserves to die," they both kept mumbling.
"Okay, okay, everyone, get up. You guys can stay away for a while and come in later. I want to make it easier." Zhu Muchen said helplessly.
Then the two of them respectfully exited the door, closed the door gently, and waited outside the door. Both of them stood very close to the door, so that they could hear clearly any instructions from the master immediately.
After a moment, Zhu Muchen's voice came from inside the house, shouting: "Okay, come in."
Upon hearing this, the maids and servants came in with the prepared clothes and helped Zhu Muchen change. This was a green five-clawed dragon pattern robe, with a group of five-clawed dragons on the front and back, and five-clawed dragons on each shoulder.
Yituan, Zhu Muchen was considered a top student when he was in school. Although he didn't study history very much, he occasionally read relevant books. Looking at the dragon robe on his body, he couldn't help but think of the fact that during the Ming Dynasty, apart from the emperor, there were only kings.
Only princes and princes can use this five-clawed dragon. But dragons have many forms, and some forms are only available to the emperor. It seems that I am not a prince in this body now, but at the end he is a prince. Look at this dragon robe.
The style and this crown should be from the Ming Dynasty. If I’m not mistaken, I should be in the Ming Dynasty now. The kings of the Ming Dynasty are hereditary. Oh my god! Isn’t this the second generation of an official? No, this is better than
The second generation of officials has done too much.
Unintentionally, Zhu Muchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that the maid serving him to dress was good-looking, with a face like a hibiscus, eyebrows like willows, eyes that were more charming than peach blossoms, and her skin was like snow, and her black hair was pulled into a ponytail.
She had a high bun and bright red lips slightly raised. She was such a beautiful woman. Zhu Muchen was fascinated by her for a moment, and all the messy things he had been thinking about were forgotten.
"Little prince, it's time for you to rinse your mouth." The maid picked up the tea cup, blew it gently with her two thin red lips, and handed it to Zhu Muchen's mouth.
Zhu Muchen suddenly came to his senses and took the tea cup. The servant held a spittoon under his mouth, and then the maid wiped his face with a hot towel. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the prince's family is so exaggerated, this emperor has to
How it went.
"My young prince, it's time for breakfast." The maid said softly, while the servants tidied away.
After working hard all morning, he was indeed hungry. Zhu Muchen followed the maid to a side hall to have breakfast. As soon as he sat down, a long queue came in from the door. In a moment, his eyes were filled with all kinds of food.
For breakfast, there are jujube bean cakes, millet cakes, steamed fried noodles, alfalfa cakes, elm cakes, almond cakes, sorghum cakes, miscellaneous bean cakes, mugwort cakes, etc. In the back are porridges, fragrant rice porridge, steamed glutinous rice porridge.
, steamed millet porridge, coix porridge, sorghum porridge, millet and bean porridge, pine nut porridge, etc.
"Here, this is the miscellaneous bean cake that the master likes the most." Suddenly an old woman's voice came. Her kind eyes were always smiling, and her words were clear and pleasant. She took a piece of miscellaneous beans.
The cake was handed to Zhu Muchen's mouth.
It just so happened that he didn't know where to start eating at the moment, so he took a bite of the snack handed to him, smacked his lips twice, and said, "Hmm, it's so fragrant, so delicious."
The old grandmother and the maids around were all surprised to see the man in front of them who was devouring breakfast. After so many years, the man in front of him really had never had such a good appetite.
"Oh! My little ancestor, eat slowly, eat slowly, this snack is full of treats." The old grandma said with a smile.
"Grandma, what's your name?" Zhu Muchen asked with a loud belch.
"The old slave's name is Yuan Su, and the masters all call the old slave Aunt Su." Aunt Su replied, wiping Zhu Muchen's mouth.
"Is the young prince's condition getting more serious and losing his memory? Why is the young prince, who is usually so crazy, so abnormal today? No, he feels like a normal person." Yuan Su thought in his mind, and he touched Zhu Muchen repeatedly.
He pressed his forehead to see if the child had a fever and burned out his brain. In the end, he didn't find anything strange, and a stone fell in his heart. However, the young prince was still very happy to be like this today. He had really hoped for so many years.
The little prince is getting better.
Yuan Su is the nanny of the princess. He has taken care of Zhu Muchen since he was a child. Ever since Zhu Muchen broke his brain, he has taken care of her meticulously. He is also the chief manager of the palace, and he handles all matters in the palace.
Take care of.
"After I'm full, I want to go out for a walk. Aunt Su, please take me for a walk." Zhu Muchen said, touching his belly.
The maids and servants on the side looked at Yuan Su when they heard this. The young prince had not stepped out of the palace for many years since he broke his brain.
"Ah Cai, arrange a carriage and ask a few more skilled servants to wait on the road." Yuan Su said after a moment of silence.
If it was Zhu Muchen who was usually crazy, she would definitely not be able to agree, but today Zhu Muchen felt like a normal person to him. She felt that his condition might have improved, and she was afraid of irritating Zhu Muchen, so she could only agree.
"His name is Aji, what's your name?" Zhu Muchen asked the maid beside him.
"My name is Bai Xiaoman." The maid hurriedly responded after hearing this.
Yuan Su glanced at Bai Xiaoman, smiled and said: "Master, you are changing your clothes before going out. Let this girl wait for you to change clothes." Wearing this dragon robe to go out is too flamboyant, even though this Wuchang Mansion belongs to the Prince's Mansion.
The country was feudal, but the old prince was such a single person, and he couldn't afford it if something went wrong.
Zhu Muchen changed his clothes and walked out with Xiaoman. The "Little Prince" heard the greetings of more than a dozen guards. Zhu Muchen smiled and said hello to them.
"嘘嘚"
"Da da"
At this time, the carriage slowly drove over. The carriage was made of black nanmu as the body, with exquisitely carved beams and painted buildings. The flowers and plants were all made of gold leaves. There were only eight horses pulling the carriage. They were handsome and strong, with their hooves tapping the ground, their noses
It made a cry and slowly stopped in front of Zhu Muchen and his party.
