Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 153 Greedy and Gluttonous

As soon as Xiao Guoer walked into the Eighth Prince's yard, she saw Wu Qingqing.

"Miss Qingqing is here to bring food to the prince again?"

Wu Qingqing held the food box in her hand and nodded shyly, "I made some snacks today, and wanted the prince to taste the characteristics of Huaiyang. What's wrong with the young master's foot?"

"It's okay, I just got a little scuffed. Miss Qingqing is really clever and can even make snacks. Whoever marries you must have accumulated good deeds and worshipped Buddha in his previous life to be blessed!"

Wu Qingqing smiled more shyly, like a shy flower blooming, and said softly, "Young Master, you are really good at joking. It's just a snack, not worth much. If you don't mind, I will make more next time so that you can also taste our Huaiyang specialties."

"That's great! Miss Qingqing is not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted!"

Zhao Yunrong, who was in the room, heard the conversation outside and couldn't help but frowned slightly: Why is this guy so flattering to everyone! He can even say such words to a woman. Isn't he afraid of making the girl's heart flutter? Isn't he a homosexual? Why doesn't he even let women go?

After saying goodbye to Wu Qingqing, Xiao Guoer walked towards the Eighth Prince's room. When she passed Shen Jing at the door, she still silently raised a sincere smile.

But when she stepped into the Eighth Prince's threshold, she immediately and consciously restrained the smile on her face, pretended to be serious and dignified, and lowered her head, just like a student who was caught by the head teacher for making trouble in the class and was waiting to be scolded.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Xiao Guoer bowed and paid her respects to the Eighth Prince.

Zhao Yunrong looked at the person in front of him and snorted in his heart: He was so happy chatting and laughing with others outside, but he looks so dead when he sees him!

He felt unhappy and his tone of voice sounded a little impatient.

"Today is already the second day."

Xiao Guo'er's heart tightened, "Yes, I will save it. Tomorrow is the last day, I will do my best!"

"Don't go to that mountain again." The voice was cold and there was no room for negotiation.

"...Yes, I will not let Mr. Tang get hurt again..." Xiao Guoer's voice was low, revealing a sense of dejection and listlessness.

Zhao Yunrong frowned and narrowed his eyes, looking at the person with his head down in front of him but said nothing.

After a moment's silence, he suddenly asked again, "Is there any silver on the ground?"

"Ah? No..." Xiao Guoer was a little confused.

"Then why do you keep your head down? Why do you think I am not worthy of your attention?"

Xiao Guoer looked up in surprise, and happened to meet the frowning eyes of the Eighth Prince. He was looking at her with a critical look, and the emotion in his eyes was obviously not very happy, as if he was looking at her with a critical expression that said, "No matter what you do, this prince will not be satisfied."

She was speechless and she also wanted to show some expression!

Is this person seriously ill? If he dislikes her so much, why did he summon her? If he has any instructions, can't he just let Shen Jing pass on the message?

Staring at her faults and picking them out was boring. As a prince, wasn't he too idle? Did he have nothing to do? Did she delay his breathing by looking at her? What did it have to do with him?

There are so many problems!

"Mute?"

"Oh, I just feel that Your Majesty, you are the descendant of a phoenix and a dragon, and you are an immortal. I feel ashamed when I see you, and I dare not look at you directly."

You are good-looking, so I am not worthy of you, okay?

Xiao Guoer rolled her eyes in her heart: If you weren't a prince, I wouldn't be here to endure this humiliation!

Zhao Yunrong didn't know what was wrong with him. He knew that the boy was talking nonsense and that these hypocritical words were definitely not what he really meant, but he felt better for some reason.

Xiao Guoer waited for a while, but the sick Eighth Prince didn't say anything, so she became impatient to leave.

"If Your Majesty has no other instructions, I will not disturb Your Majesty's peace. I will take my leave."

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Yunrong stared at the pair of big eyes in front of him that were full of curiosity and doubt, and for some reason he felt that these eyes were really clear.

"Hey, take out the snacks on the table. I don't like these snacks."

Xiao Guoer followed the direction of his finger and saw a plate of exquisite dim sum. Her eyes lit up. This must be the dim sum that Wu Qingqing had just brought in. It looked even more exquisite than the dim sum in Tang Ji Dim Sum Shop. She just didn't know how it tasted...

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yunrong noticed that the boy actually swallowed his saliva while looking at the snacks, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

Greedy for money and gluttony!

Xiao Guo'er didn't think in her heart whether the Eighth Prince was ill at this time, and she went out with the snacks.

Shen Jing looked at the boy coming out of the Eighth Prince's room with a plate of snacks in his hands, and frowned in surprise.

"Master Shen! Come and try it. This is a snack made by the Third Miss of the Wu family. It must be delicious. I'll give you two more pieces!"

Before Shen Jing could say no, he saw the boy had already put the snack into his hand.

Just... quite suddenly...

So does he want it or not?

Just when Shen Jing was hesitating, he saw this kid had already opened his mouth and started eating without any image...

"Wow, it's really delicious! What are you standing there for, Lord Shen? Come on and eat! You won't be able to eat such delicious snacks when you return to Shangjing City! Hey, wait a minute, I can go ask Miss Qingqing how to make these snacks, and then give them to the chef at Tang's Dim Sum Shop. Then we can eat them in Shangjing City and make a lot of money... I'm leaving, goodbye, Lord Shen!"

Shen Jing watched Xiao Guoer limp away, and his face twitched. This kid is really hard to judge...

Hmm, it tastes really good. Shen Jing stuffed the last piece of dessert in his hand into his mouth, and then he heard a "creak" sound, and the Eighth Prince opened the door.

Shen Jing saluted with his fists but couldn't say a word because his mouth was full of snacks!

Zhao Yunrong looked at his personal guard with a bad face and asked coldly, "Why hasn't the letter from Shangjing City arrived yet?"

Shen Jing stretched his neck and tried to swallow the snack in his mouth, but it was too dry and too big to swallow...

Guard Shen, who was always calm and composed, was sweating for the first time...

"Why don't you go and see what's going on?"

Shen Jing was speechless and could only mumble a "yes" in his throat.

The Eighth Prince returned to his room.

As Shen Jing walked out, he was puzzled. Didn't the letters from the capital arrive after dark? Why was the prince so anxious today? Also, the prince seemed to be in a bad mood just now and glared at him...