Chapter 1917 The Self-Cultivation of the Demon Concubine Who Harmed the Country One Twelve

He was afraid of being bullied before, but now he wants power more than anyone else, wants to be fed and clothed, and wants to become a person that no one dares to bully.

The third prince looked at Jiujiu, although Jiujiu still had strong disgust on his face, and the corner of his mouth curled up made him feel insulted, but it was not that he had never been insulted before. Compared with Jiujiu's insult, The insults of those court ladies who have been purged since childhood and cannot get out of the deep palace compound are even more excessive.

Such an excessive insult has been withstood, Jiujiu's innocuous insult is nothing at all.

After weighing the pros and cons, it only took a moment for the third prince to make a decision.

Because he thought about it clearly, the third prince's eyes on Jiujiu also changed from cruel to docile just now. He looked at Jiujiu with big and bright eyes. There are some cute feelings.

Jiujiu didn't expect that the third prince would think it through just after saying a few words, she was surprised but at the same time relieved, since she could think clearly, it means that the third prince is a smart person.

And she likes to work with smart people the most. It's great to get twice the result with half the effort and save worry.

However, even if the third prince had figured it out, Jiujiu tied the third prince to the pillar for an hour, until the waxy face of the third prince had started to turn pale, and then Jiujiu asked Xiao Guizi to put the third prince down .

The days that the third prince lived in the prince's mansion were not human. He didn't have enough food and clothing every day. He was already ten years old, but he looked like a little hamster because of malnutrition. After being tied up for more than an hour, he let it go and immediately slumped to the ground, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Xiao Guizi, who was originally bitten by the third prince, couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity after seeing the tragic situation of the third prince. Of course, it was only a little bit.

The vengeful Xiao Guizi said that he has not forgotten that the third prince bit his ass.

Jiujiu glanced at the third prince who was limp on the ground, and said without any guilt, "Can you stand up?"

The third prince looked up at Jiujiu, a woman with a hard heart. After the corners of his mouth moved, he couldn't make a sound.

He has been bullied all the year round. Although he can speak, he seldom speaks. Probably because he speaks less, his speech function is a little degraded, and he can't make a sound very much.

But the third prince didn't make a sound, Jiujiu was not angry, he just ordered the little noble son to take the third prince to wash up, and then lay down on the soft couch to see if he was reading the script and eating grapes.

Jiujiu is now the imperial concubine. It can be said that one person is under one person and more than ten thousand people. She has everything she wants and doesn't need to be with the emperor. She can live a comfortable life.

Jiujiu has recently become obsessed with reading story books.

However, the picture books here are different from those of the current novels. The modern novels are often not shocking and endless, and some sex can be described as exciting as watching a small movie, but the script here is different.

Not to mention the unique reservedness of the ancients so that they will not directly write "Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa" in the picture book. Take off your fucking show me these real versions.

Of course, the most important thing is not this, but that there are very few routines in this era, nothing more than being blocked by the parents of talented men and beautiful women, or martial arts knights and famous ladies, Jiujiu seems to be just a few types, although those who write books The writing styles are different, but there are a few of them over and over again. If it weren't for the lack of entertainment in this era and the high status of her own, Jiujiu would roll up her sleeves and write a few books.

Jiujiu felt that with his own experience and writing style, whatever he wrote casually would look much better than those sour wits and beauties.

After Jiujiu finished reading the picture book in her hand, when she looked up, she saw the third prince and the little noble son standing opposite her.

A man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle. This sentence is not for nothing.

The third prince just now was pale and thin, and was wearing tattered and dirty clothes. His eyes were bigger than his face. It's still a bit unpleasant, but it's much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Jiujiu glanced at the third prince who had taken on a completely new look. Although she was still a little disgusted, but thinking that she was the mother of the third prince now, she looked at Xiao Guizi and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Naturally, Jiujiu couldn't have asked Xiao Guizi this question, and Xiao Guizi immediately understood and replied: "Go back to your mother, no."

"No?" It has been more than three hours since Jiujiu brought the third prince back, but she spent the first two hours cleaning up the third prince, and the next hour let Xiao Guizi take the third prince to take a bath. It seems that he is really serious. Did not eat.

Adults can't stand being hungry for hours, let alone children.

However, the Third Prince had been starved for such a long time, apart from his pale complexion, Jiujiu couldn't help but sighed because of his silent appearance.

How much abuse did this child suffer before to show an attitude of nothing after being hungry for such a long time.

"Let's pass on the meal." Jiujiu glanced at the third prince whose complexion was still sallow, thought for a while and added: "He's been hungry for too long, and he's prone to stomach upset, so let the imperial chef make it as light as possible."

Xiao Guizi replied yes, and quickly went to order the imperial chef to prepare meals.

When he heard Jiujiu instructing Xiao Guizi to prepare a lighter meal, the third prince's thoughts moved slightly, and he had an inexplicable feeling that Jiujiu actually treated him very well.

However, this feeling is only for a moment. After a moment, what kindness Jiujiu treats me is replaced by the fact that Jiujiu stepped on her back and tied her for an hour. The third prince clenched his lowered fists instantly, gritted his teeth, and vowed in his heart that sooner or later he would make Jiujiu look good.

Jiujiu was in the palm of her hand, and she had just been promoted to the imperial concubine, which was even more popular than the empress, so the meal was brought up after the little noble son gave orders.

Although most of the dishes are vegetarian, the only meaty dish is the corn rib soup, but because it is carefully cooked by the imperial chef, it looks extraordinarily pleasing to the eye.

No matter how much imperial food Jiujiu ate, she always thought it tasted good, not to mention the third prince who had never eaten imperial food at all.

The reason why the third prince fought with those palace people this morning was because those palace people not only ate his meal, but also dumped the leftovers on the ground for him to lick like a dog.

The third prince had been patient before in order to survive, but a rabbit would bite people when it was in a hurry, let alone a living person.

Therefore, the third prince directly drew his sword to face each other.

However, the consequence of drawing his saber and facing each other is that from last night to now, he hasn't eaten a single drop of rice.