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Chapter 823

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"Is this old hen soup? It smells so good. Granny Yue, did you personally make this for us? Thank you. " After Mo Li said this, he picked up the handkerchief on the stove and took down the pot of old hen soup.

"Hey, put it down. This is not for you. Lady Rou is sick and this is for her body. Quickly put it down." Granny Yue angrily said.

Who would have thought that Mo Li would act like he did not hear anything as he placed the soup on the table, "Granny Yue, your skills are not bad. I'll thank you on behalf of my brothers."

"You, you all ….." Granny Yue was so angry that she wanted to explode.

Were they bandits or robbers?

But this was a group of large men and she could not fight them. She could only angrily throw away the handkerchief and angrily walk away.

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After walking out of the kitchen, Granny Yue's face was filled with indignation. These guards actually dared to steal Lady Rou's food, they were truly bold.

Moreover, they were all loyal to the Princess Consort. Thinking of this, a vicious look flashed in her eyes.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Granny Yue received Li San's approval. She stood in front of Chu Xuanchen and complained with snot and tears, "Your highness, Mo Li and the others actually stole Lady Rou's chicken soup. You didn't see them like that, they were like wild boars coming out of their pens. They ran into the kitchen and stole the vegetables and meat without any explanation, turning the kitchen into a complete mess. They really don't follow the rules. Moreover, you said that they wouldn't be allowed to eat tonight, but they still ate. They are clearly not listening to you, so you must punish them heavily! Moreover, that Military Advisor Feng also joined in. He actually told everyone to eat without worry, saying that it would be fine and that he would take care of it. He is simply too arrogant! "

Chu Xuanchen looked at Granny Yue with disgust and coldly stood up, "What did they eat?"

"Reporting to your highness, they ate the meat and vegetables in the kitchen. They ate all the meat and vegetables." Granny Yue said.

"Then did they touch the rice?"

"They didn't. It was like they were starving. They only had meat in their eyes, how could they even look at the rice?" Granny Yue rolled her eyes as she spoke.

These men really knew how to eat. They only picked the good stuff to eat.

mark(“zhong“);

"Wang only forbade them from eating. He didn't forbid them from eating meat and vegetables. Why? Does that bother you?" Chu Xuanchen's voice suddenly turned cold.

He hated this kind of old man who loved to complain.

"Ah!" Only then did Granny Yue realize that His Highness was protecting Mo Li and the others.

It was no wonder Feng Qing Yang was so calm.

"Madam Rou's chicken soup was also snatched by them …" she whispered.

"Don't you know how to stew it again? Get out! "Chu Xuanchen said impatiently.

In the end, Granny Yue left like a dog with its tail between its legs.

Chu Xuanchen looked at the sky outside. It was already dark. He wondered how Yun Ruoyue was treating Prince Xian.

He also wanted to take a look.

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The night was the best time for people to move around.

Chu Xuanchen changed into a set of martial attire and covered his face with a veil. Then, he used his lightness skill and flew toward Prince Xian's residence.

Soon, he stopped at the side room of the Sage King Mansion. He lifted the tiles on the roof, and a pair of handsome eyes stared sharply below.

At a glance, he saw several people in the room. Yun Ruoyue was preparing, Young Master Su was doing odd jobs, two maidservants, a few imperial physicians, and the ashen-faced Concubine Jing — Prince Xian's birth mother. They were all busy inside.

He thought that Yun Ruoyue had already started treating Prince Xian, but it turned out that she hadn't.

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