shock!The princess kicked over the prince's wheelchair

Chapter 230

What a dog...

Aren't you talking about the affairs of Changtinghou Mansion?

Why did it involve her again!
What's wrong with this person? He's so half-hearted. Can he handle the chores at hand?
Yu Cang was so angry that he wanted to turn over the table.

But nothing can be said now.

Mu Jianghan's scrutinizing gaze was full of aggression, which made Yu Cang want to kick his wheelchair over and end it all.

But the truth is, she can't do anything.

I originally wanted to pretend to be cool in front of the other party, but not only did I fail to achieve my goal, but my possible conspiracy to lie was exposed.

Her shoulders slumped and her face looked exhausted.

"Your Highness is right. As the saying goes, knowing oneself and the enemy will lead to a hundred battles. I think it is still necessary to understand the Changting Marquis Mansion, lest they use some unexpected means later and catch me off guard."

What is moral integrity?

She had given up on someone a long time ago.

Since Mu Jianghan didn't want to go back for the time being, and even wanted to chat with her for fifty taels, she would stay with her until the end.

This was not the first time that Mu Jianghan had seen her "flexible and flexible".

There was an obscure smile at the corner of his mouth.

One arm was propped on the armrest of the wheelchair, bored, and he said slowly and calmly: "It's a long story. It's almost time for lunch. You go prepare some food and wine, and we'll talk while eating."

He felt that his request was reasonable.

After all, she promised herself that she would be a cook for a few months.

But Yu Cang was obviously unwilling.

"Your Highness, don't talk when you eat or sleep. Isn't that what you taught me? Talking while eating is unhygienic. How about I go make you some snacks?"

Of course Yu Cang knows the principle of talking without saying anything.

And making snacks is easier than cooking.

There is red bean filling ready-made in her small kitchen.

No need to even light a fire.

Problem solved quickly.Mu Jianghan glared at her and sneered: "You are lazy."

"The tea I have is pretty good too. Why don't you make a pot of it for Your Highness to try?" Yu Cang was not afraid of his complaints.

On the premise of not angering the benefactor, doing everything possible to be lazy is the ultimate fishing aesthetic for her as an ancient worker.

Most people can't learn it.

Of course she didn't know that Mu Jianghan hadn't eaten anything since last night.

Mu Jianghan wouldn't tell her either.

So after a moment of careful consideration, he nodded and agreed to her proposal.

Yu Cang was very happy.

Another perfunctory meal.

This is the fisherman's victory.

So he went over to push Mu Jianghan's wheelchair towards his yard.

The backyard is still some distance from the front hall, but thanks to Mu Jiang Han, the entire hospital is tailor-made for his patient with "inconvenient legs."

There are almost no steps along the way, and they are all replaced by sloped roads.

Even the threshold of each house is level.

Yu Cang lamented that this place is truly a paradise for people with mobility impairments.

Of course, this doesn't include this bitch pretending to be a disabled person.

……

The two of them had different thoughts and returned to the small courtyard.

Yu Xiaotuan was tired of reading and was playing hut with Lin Daniu in the yard.

This was something he learned in the palace before. It was similar to the stone-throwing game he used to play. The only difference was that the arrows were easier to control than the stones, and the mouth of the pot was smaller than the circles he had drawn in the ground before.

So he made it more difficult for himself and used stones to throw pots.

Yu Cang pushed Mu Jianghan in. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh: "You know how to challenge yourself when you play games. Why don't you increase the difficulty when I ask you to read a book?"

(End of this chapter)