Pluto's off-line concubine

638 Wonderful, the third prince cooks

That night Manzhu still slept very restlessly, her face was itchy even more, she couldn't resist scratching, but how could she bear it?

In the second half of the night, Manzhu, who was exhausted by the itching, was about to collapse. She seemed to have hallucinations. A gust of wind blew in. She saw a black shadow suddenly appear beside her bed by the moonlight. What was strange was the sudden appearance of a black shadow. It didn't make her feel scared, she sat up slowly "Who are you"

Her voice is so weak. The third prince said distressedly, "Manzhu is my third brother."

"Three...Third Brother" Manzhu smiled lightly, "It seems that I am already sick and confused, Third Brother, why did you come to my dream?"

Manzhu fell back slowly with force. The third prince hugged Manzhu in his arms in time. He let Manzhu lean on his shoulder, took out a pill from his arms, and stuffed it into Manzhu's mouth. After hesitating for a while, he helped Get up Manzhu and sit down, then place your hands on Manzhu's back and input the internal force into Manzhu's body to speed up the absorption of the pill. Gradually, Manzhu's pain is relieved, and her face is no longer itchy. She consumed too much energy, and now she is finally no longer tormented, and she fell into a deep sleep before the third prince recovered her internal energy.

The third prince gently put down Manzhu and covered her with the quilt. Only then did he realize that there was a pair of eyes staring at him closely. Uncle, don’t worry, your mother is fine now, she’s just tired and sleeps and she’ll be fine, you have to sleep well and don’t let your mother worry, you know?” As soon as the words were finished, the third prince couldn’t help thinking: I’m doing this Why are you talking so much to a baby and he can't understand

The strange thing is that Xiao Tianming really closed his eyes and went to sleep obediently as if he understood what he said.

Xiao Tianming's performance made the third prince a little dazed: This child [

Manzhu slept soundly and sweetly this time, and she slept until the evening of the second day before slowly waking up. After she woke up, she habitually reached out and touched Tianming beside her, but she didn't. It doesn't matter that "touch" she sat up in shock and suddenly lifted the quilt and stared at the empty side: her son, her son is gone

Manzhu didn't care about changing clothes and didn't even put on her shoes, stumbled off the bed and rushed out the door, shouting in horror, "Where are you tomorrow tomorrow..."

Manzhu's voice stopped abruptly because as soon as she rushed to the door, she saw the third prince with a few pot ashes on his face, holding Tianming in one hand and holding a spatula in the other, running out of the kitchen. He was nervous while running towards Manzhu "Manzhu, don't worry, Tianming is fine, Tianming is here with me, Manzhu, look at you, Tianming is fine."

For the sudden appearance of the third prince, Manzhu's mind went blank. She stared blankly at the third prince for a long time, unable to recover.

Seeing Manzhu dancing happily in the arms of the third prince, Tianming rushed to Manzhu and shouted "Mother" happily without any explanation.

The third prince, who almost lost his grip, hurriedly hugged him with both hands, and suddenly looked at the child in his arms in surprise, "Tianming, you can talk, come and call Uncle Third Wang to listen."

Tianming just ignored him. He kept rushing towards Manzhu, "Mother, mother!"

Manzhu mechanically took his son from the arms of the third prince until he felt the warmth of his son before Manzhu came back to his senses "Third Brother"

The third prince smiled innocently, "You woke up, I saw you slept so soundly, so I didn't have the heart to wake you up in the morning, I was afraid that Tianming would be hungry, so I took him out and fed him some porridge. I didn't bring it to the child. I don't know. What should I feed him? At noon, I also fed him porridge. Tonight, I..." The third prince felt a little guilty. "

Manzhu looked at the happy son in his arms in shock, then looked at the third prince who still had ashes on his face, "Third brother, you have... already taken care of Tianming for a whole day"

"You haven't rested these days, so it's time to catch up on sleep."

Man Zhu blamed herself and said, "I am a mother who is so negligent that I almost starved my son Tianming, mother, I'm sorry."

Tianming smiled and stroked Manzhu's cheek "mother"

Tianming's touch didn't touch Manzhu's face, but Manzhu could clearly feel his little strength. Manzhu freed up a hand to reach her face, and she realized that her cheeks were covered with gauze Only then did she smell a "medicine" smell from her cheeks into her nose

Seeing Manzhu's confusion, the third prince hurriedly said, "Your face was injured, I applied some medicine to bandage it so that it will heal faster."

Only then did Manzhu recall the black shadow she saw last night and muttered, "So it wasn't a dream." Manzhu suddenly looked around vigilantly as if thinking of something, "Third brother, how did you find Shiyi who came here?" Are you coming too?"

The third prince quickly waved his hand, "Manzhu, don't be nervous. I'm the only one here. Ninth brother doesn't know that I've found you."

Manzhu breathed a sigh of relief, "You... are you here to take me back? I won't go back with you"

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to take you back to Fucheng Palace. I just heard that you were poisoned and came to protect you. Don't worry. If you don't want to go back, I won't force you."

Manzhu heaved a sigh of relief, a gust of wind blew over her body and a gust of coolness spread Manzhu looked down, only to realize that she was only wearing white clothes for sleeping, her face turned red all at once, she stood there for a while, at a loss, and the third prince turned around quickly Turning around, he hesitated and said, "I... I still have it in the kitchen... Why is there such a big smell that ruined my dishes..." The third prince rushed into the kitchen with a spatula, accompanied by a burst of ping-pong-pong-pong A puff of black smoke came out of the kitchen...

After Manzhu washed and dressed, the meal for the third prince was ready. Manzhu stared at the "meals" on the table in bewilderment. At this moment, the third prince carefully observed Manzhu's reaction like a child who has done something wrong, "I... I Not good at cooking”

Less likely

not at all

What is this lump of black stuff, what are those charcoal-like things, and what is this pot of soup that is neither yellow nor green nor red? Is this porridge? The bowl of porridge followed like glued bricks, this is another goddamn thing

It took a long time for Manzhu to recover from this horrible dinner, "Third brother, this is your first time cooking."

"Yes... yes" The third prince, who is a prince, has always kept his fingers aloof. This is indeed the first time he has ever been to the kitchen.

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