The maid said, putting the dishes and chopsticks for Dongfang Aoshi.

Not only that, the soup was also thoughtfully served and served to Dongfang Aoshi.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't move, sat silently for a while before speaking, "Call the porridge in the kitchen to bring it over."

Porridge?

The maid was stunned: Why did the prince suddenly want to drink porridge? There were so many delicious dishes on the table carefully prepared by the chef. No matter how color, fragrance and taste are, they are not inferior to porridge at all.

"Prince, these things are carefully prepared by the chef - my subordinates immediately asked the kitchen to prepare!"

The maid tried to persuade Dongfang Aoshi to eat a little.

Dongfang Aoshi glared hard, and hurriedly packed up his things and stepped back.

Half an hour later, the maid sent a steaming adoption.

Dongfang Aoshi took two bites, then put down the spoon-

The taste is wrong.

"Prince, what's wrong? Where can't be cooked well?" the maid asked carefully, with a cold sweat on her forehead.

Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand and said, "Get away."

"Prince..." The maid wanted to say something, but when she saw Dongfang Aoshi's scary expression, she swallowed it in an instant, cleaned up the things and stepped back.

The maid almost ran away from the study.

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Gentle here.

Wenrou has finished her meal and the manager is cleaning up.

"Knock and knock..."

The knock on the door sounded, and the maid stood at the door with a anxious look on her face, whispering her eyes to the manager.

"Princess, you rest first." The manager glanced at Wenru calmly and walked out.

As soon as the manager walked to the door, he grabbed the maid's wrist and pulled her into the garden.

Gentle saw their movements clearly.

No questioning, no curiosity.

Wenrou doesn't want to know what they say-

It was nothing more than Dongfang's arrogance, and she had no interest at all.

I found this book and passed the time on the soft collapse.

Here on the garden.

"Master, the prince stopped eating again, what should I do?" The maid briefly described the situation just now, very anxious. "The imperial doctor said that the prince's health is not well-being, and he must drink medicine. Drinking medicine on an empty stomach is very harmful to his stomach."

After hearing this, the manager was silent.

After a while, he spoke, "Did the prince specifically say you want to drink porridge?"

"Yes." The maid nodded, "I asked the kitchen to prepare it, but the prince only ate two bites and stopped eating."

"I understand, you go down first, look at the prince and stop letting him drink."

"Yes." The maid received the order and hurried back.

She secretly came over to tell the matter to be in charge and could not stay for too long. The prince might need someone to serve him at any time.

The manager stood there, looking at the maid's figure away, frowned and thought for a while, and turned back to the gentle room.

"Does the princess want some tea?" the manager asked.

Wenrou looked at her and felt a little strange.

It is not good to drink tea immediately after a meal.

Wenrou believes that the manager must know this.

Usually, the manager pays great attention to these details. Why did you suddenly ask me if I want to drink tea today?

"No need." Gentle shook his head.

After dinner, she was completely full and had no way to drink anything else.
Chapter completed!