Chapter 74 The young prince also needs to take good care of his health...

As night approached, Chi Zhao offered to escort the prince back to the palace. As expected, the young prince was unwilling, gripping the swing tightly with both hands, lowering his head and swinging it half-heartedly on his toes. "Hmph, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving."

"You are too young, and we are not engaged. Do you know what will happen if you stay overnight at the Prime Minister's residence?"

She had no doubt that once the Emperor learned that Yanzhou had stayed overnight at the Prime Minister's residence, he would try to make a big scene the next day and force her to marry the young prince.

Of course, she was happy to marry the young prince, but she didn't want to leave herself open to gossip under these circumstances.

Lin Yanzhou lowered his head, not afraid of what Chi Zhao said at all. He whispered, "What others say is their business, it has nothing to do with me."

The voice was soft but confident; it was a genuine belief from the bottom of my heart.

Chi Zhao:......

The young prince was silent for a moment, then said somewhat dejectedly, "And what if you leave as soon as I return to the palace?"

He was terrified. Although his wife had just become gentle with him again and even pushed him on the swing a couple of times, but...

What if it's a lie, just to lower his guard?

"Me, leave? Where would I go? I'd rather leave once for something like this than be so petty."

As she spoke, she nudged the little prince's head with her index finger.

The young prince looked up in confusion, as if he had heard something unbelievable, and subconsciously asked, "Chi Zhao, are you being sarcastic?"

Chi Zhao:? ? ?

What's the meaning?

You think I'm stingy?!

The face of the person he loved instantly darkened. Only then did Lin Yanzhou belatedly realize what was happening. He shrank his neck, then bravely looked up and gave the person a fawning smile.

"Actually, it's okay if you're stingy. I like it too."

Chi Zhao suddenly raised her hand and pinched the person's cheek hard, leaving a red mark on the fair face.

"Hmm"

The person being pinched instinctively flinched back, their beautiful, dark eyes glistening with tears.

Chi Zhao finally faced her reluctance to part with him and couldn't bring herself to get angry with the little prince, scold him, or hurt him.

I cried a lot today, and my still swollen eyelids were rubbed by someone. "Okay, I won't leave, and I won't lie to you. I'm not like you, a little liar."

Even though he had promised not to get involved with Bai Wanruo, he still tugged at her sleeve.

Lin Yanzhou was a little unconvinced and pouted, secretly complaining, "Hmph, you're a liar too! You promised to pick me up from the palace yesterday, but I waited all day and you didn't come!"

"It's because I remembered you lying to me. Fine, I'll pick you up again tomorrow. I really will pick you up tomorrow."

The young prince became a little uneasy upon hearing this. "Really? What if you don't come again? I... I'll miss you terribly."

He really couldn't be without Chi Zhao for a moment.

"If I don't come, you can disguise yourself as a little eunuch and come looking for me again. You're used to doing this anyway."

As she spoke, she poked Lin Yanzhou's head with her finger.

Lin Yanzhou covered the spot where he had been poked and agreed earnestly, "Okay, if you don't pick me up, I'll come out and find you myself, then stay at your house and never leave again!"

The young prince puffed out his cheeks and said in a threatening tone.

She's kind of cute.

"good."

Only after Chi Zhao sent the person back did the system breathe a sigh of relief. They made up, finally made up. It's still the little prince's coquettishness that works. Otherwise, the system would have worn its lips out and the host would still be angry.

[Host, host, this is your last world. After you complete the mission, will you return to the modern world with Yanzhou?]

Chi Zhao looked at the system like it was an idiot. [The modern world is completely gone. What's the point of going back? Just to kill zombies every day and go hungry?]

Although she has strong superpowers, food is scarce in the apocalypse, not as plentiful as in ancient times.

Moreover, in ancient times, she could live off her husband without working, without having to painstakingly kill zombies every day, while worrying about whether her husband would be bullied or deceived by someone.

I don't know how much better things will get.

When she first transmigrated into a book, she also planned to stay in ancient times, if it weren't for Lin Yanzhou's anger.

Oh, so don't you want to know who killed Yanzhou?

The system asked curiously.

Chi Zhao frowned, immediately sat up, his face extremely grim. [Yan Zhou was murdered? I knew it. He's such a coward, how could he have run away from the base for no reason?]

[Oh yes, oh yes, Yanzhou awakened a healing ability in the apocalypse. He went out because he heard you were in trouble; he wanted to help you.]

[How stupid! What good would a healing-type ability user like him do if something happened to me?!]

[Please don't scold your husband, Xiaozhou is probably... she's probably just worried and confused!]

The system panicked when it heard her scolding the task target, and even came up with an idiom to defend Lin Yanzhou.

Chi Zhao, however, remained cold and ruthless. "Who told him to go? He's always been so unreliable, always so trusting of others. What others say carries more weight than what I, his wife, say!"

She clearly told her husband not to go anywhere and to wait for her to return at home. She told him to trust her the only person in the entire base and not to listen to anyone else. Yet, he was tricked out of his home by just one sentence.

Wang Chizhao had been wondering if someone had kidnapped him outside the base, but the truth was far more unbelievable than she had imagined.

They were tricked out; they were lured out with just a few words.

I feel dizzy from anger.

After hearing so much about how unpredictable people are in the apocalypse, I didn't listen to a single word.

Chi Zhao's face was cold. "The Yanzhou of the apocalypse has no memories of ancient times?"

The little bee flew into the air, shook its head, and said, "No, he needs to erase his memories to come to your world, just like you need to erase your memories to go back."

Is it possible that Yanzhou might remember the apocalypse now?

Yes, the young prince is only currently unable to remember the apocalypse because his soul is damaged. He will remember it once his body recovers.

You need to take care of your health again.

In her previous life, she always took care of Xiaojunzi's health.

Forget it, I'll have someone prepare more nourishing medicinal meals tomorrow. I'll deal with this idiot when he's recovered and remembers.

In her previous life, she paid special attention to Xiaojunzi's health and often had people make nourishing medicinal meals. Over time, she memorized the recipes for several dishes that were most commonly used and were very nutritious for ordinary people.

Chi Zhao immediately wrote down the recipe and gave instructions to the kitchen.

The next day, the young prince appeared at the prime minister's residence early in the morning, before Chi Zhao had even finished court.

When she returned home from court, a steaming breakfast was already laid out in the house. Lin Yanzhou sat at the table and beckoned to her, "Come on over, I had your people make some of your favorite pastries, come and have some."

Chi Zhao paused slightly, then walked towards him, her tone seemingly containing an ambiguous smile, "You're quite impolite, treating the Prime Minister's residence like your own home."

The young prince declared confidently, "I'm going to marry you sooner or later; this is my home."

...

"Fool."

"What?"

The prince didn't hear clearly, and looked over with his big, bright eyes, "Are you calling me?"

He asked.

Chi Zhao avoided answering and turned to instruct the servant beside him, "Go and fetch the porridge that the kitchen made this morning."

"yes."

The porridge broth was made with chicken soup, which had been simmered overnight with various precious medicinal herbs. Yesterday, they were wondering why the prime minister, who was in good health, would suddenly start eating medicinal food. Today, they finally understood that it was prepared for this young master.

Indeed, the young master looks frail and needs proper care; otherwise, how can he give birth to a future master for the Prime Minister's mansion?

The servants didn't know who Lin Yanzhou was. They only vaguely heard him say he wanted to marry their master when they were waiting outside the door. The master didn't get angry and kick him out, which showed that he tacitly agreed.

So overnight, all the servants knew that this young master might be the future master of the Prime Minister's mansion.

When he entered the mansion again today, everyone's attitude was even more respectful than before.

"Porridge? What porridge? Did you specifically ask them to make it this morning?"

"Yes, it was made especially for you."

Upon hearing this, the young prince was flattered and clutched his heart, his eyes sparkling like stars. "You, you had someone make this for me?"

Chi Zhao hadn't given him such a friendly look in a long time!

"Hmm, do you want some?"

"You had it made for me, of course I'll drink it! I'll have two bowls!"

The young prince was unusually excited, and a faint blush seemed to appear at the corners of his eyes.

Chi Zhao's lips curled up subtly, and he nodded slightly, "Alright, then I'll drink two bowls."

The porridge was topped with some golden chicken broth and smelled incredibly delicious. Lin Yanzhou took the bowl and eagerly took a sip. Then he paused, his brows furrowing slightly, and whispered, "This, this tastes wrong."

No matter how superb the culinary skills, it is still a medicinal dish, and the medicinal taste is always difficult to completely remove.

"This is the taste of the porridge at the Prime Minister's residence. Get used to two bowls today, and drink it often in the future."

Lin Yanzhou: ...

His little face drooped, his red lips pouted, and he regretted saying he would eat two bowls. Now that he was being watched, he had no choice but to eat.

And I want to drink it again in the future! Oh my god QAQ.