I want to return this princess

Chapter 133 I want to eat meat!

Lianqiao pushed the door open and entered, Song Yihuan looked forward to the food plate in Lianqiao's hand, on which there was only a single crock pot.

How come there is only one dish?In the past, the dinner was very rich!There are a few more dishes than lunch!

What Song Yihuan looks forward to most every day is to have dinner, that is the most satisfying time of her day.

But now, why did the dinner she was looking forward to the most become so shabby?
Seeing Song Yihuan's downcast little face, Lian Qiaolian explained, "Princess, don't be angry, you are not in good health now, and there are many things you should avoid. You should not eat too much oily meat. The prince is also thinking about your body. I just ordered the kitchen to keep dinner simple, not that it will always be like this in the future, when you are healthy, you can still eat whatever you want."

If you can't eat meat, what's the difference between that and being hungry?
Song Yihuan's small face was even more timid, "I already had a light enough lunch, and the food in the evening was even worse. How can I eat? I can't eat meat, my heart is exhausted, and this disease will never get better."

"This is my king's order, this is the only one tonight, do you like it or not!" He was not used to Song Yihuan's petty temper, so Feng Muqing said, and signaled Lianqiao to bring the earthen pot over.

Lian Qiao stepped forward cautiously, Feng Muqing stretched out his hand to open the lid of the earthen jar, the fragrance overflowed, causing Song Yihuan's little nose to twitch, and couldn't help leaning out to take a look.

Unfortunately, there was no surprise as she imagined, just a crock pot of ordinary gruel, not even the slightest bit of meat leftovers could be seen.

"This...I can't get enough of this at all! I won't eat! Forsythias, go pass the meal again!" Song Yihuan turned around and got out of Feng Muqing's arms full of anger, and confronted Feng Muqing , she wants to eat meat, eat meat!

Feng Muqing was not at all affected by Song Yihuan's resentful eyes, "Lianqiao, put the earthen pot on the table and step back!"

Although Lianqiao really wanted to obey Song Yihuan's wishes, but thinking that the prince was also thinking about the princess's health, she could only obediently leave the room.

Song Yihuan watched Lianqiao close the door, his only hope was gone.

"Eat or not? If you don't eat, I will have someone evacuate you." Feng Muqing's face was dark and sullen, and he didn't intend to compromise at all. Song Yihuan had had diarrhea for an hour because of laxatives and hurt his stomach. If you don't cultivate carefully, what should you do if you lose the root of the disease?
Children's spleen and stomach are weak, no more than adults, and they can't be sloppy.

"Hmph! Get out!" Song Huan turned around and sat with his back to Feng Muqing, just like she used to play petty temper in front of her mother. Every time she did this, Mrs. Song would always compromise.

But Song Yihuan didn't know that Feng Muqing was different from Mrs. Song, he would not obey her unconditionally like Mrs. Song.

"Come on, take the crock down!" Feng Muqing stared at Song Yihuan's small back, and sure enough, when he finished speaking, the little girl turned her head back slightly impatiently.

Although it was only a slight movement, Feng Muqing still observed it.

This little guy is peeking at him, thinking that he just said this on purpose to scare her?

Lian Qiao was waiting outside the door in case she was summoned at any time, no, just after Feng Muqing finished speaking, she pushed the door open and entered.

However, Lian Qiao glanced at the porridge in the earthen pot, there was not a little less, which meant that the princess hadn't used it at all, if she just removed it like this, wouldn't the princess be hungry?
(End of this chapter)