He was so hungry, no wonder he was like a starving ghost, eating everything he saw.
As the candlelight lit up, the man could see clearly the appearance of the person who saved him.
Below him were the imperial chefs and palace servants. He dared not speak, but only looked towards his benefactor, ready to kowtow to him or something. However, when he saw his benefactor's appearance, he was shocked.
His eyes, which already looked big because of his thinness, were almost popping out of their sockets. He opened his mouth, thought for a moment, took Chu Qi's hand, and wrote in her hand:
How come you are here?
Chu Qi raised her eyebrows. Why couldn't she be here? She had to be separated from others for cheating!
Seeing Chu Qi's indifferent expression, the man was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the prince in front of him was very handsome, with flesh on his cheeks, unlike him who was skinny...
The man was startled, and suddenly remembered something. He excitedly took Chu Qi's hand again and wrote down forcefully:
You look like my prince!
Would you like to meet my prince?
Chu Qi gave him a puzzled look.
She had read the original owner's memories. She grew up in a farming family. The whole family was authentic rural people. They had to dig for food all day long but still could not get enough to eat. Later, they encountered natural disasters and floods, and only the original owner survived. From then on, the original owner lived a life of begging.
Now suddenly someone who looks like the original owner appears...
She suspected that there might be a big secret about the original owner's life!
After all, none of the original owner's family members looked that good, except the original owner, who was particularly good-looking. No matter how you looked at her, she didn't look like a biological child.
If the original owner was not the biological child, then that makes sense.
However, the above are just Chu Qi's wild guesses. She cannot simply rely on the opinion of this skinny guy whom she doesn't even know.
Who knows, maybe he was deceiving Chu Qi.
Thinking of this, Chu Qi raised an index finger to her lips, signaling the skinny boy not to get excited.
The man tried hard to suppress his excitement. He had just eaten and his rumbling stomach finally stopped. He was also glad that he had eaten before, otherwise his rumbling stomach would have been heard by the people below.
It would be over then.
When people are being watched for a long time, they will feel a little bit of it, so the man didn't dare to look down casually, and focused his attention on the benefactor in front of him.
As if he had determined that Chu Qi had some kind of relationship with his so-called Highness, the man was very enthusiastic. He took Chu Qi's hand again and wrote a line of words:
My name is Xingde, and I’m your highness’s personal bodyguard. You can call me Xiaodezi.
Chu Qi thought about it and drew her own alias on his palm: Chu Wu.
Chu Qi suspected that the other person was a mute. He was so skilled at using his fingers to write the words.
However, it is really difficult to talk right now.
The imperial chefs worked for about half an hour and a sumptuous meal was ready. It was put into insulated food boxes and carried by palace maids in a long queue to be delivered to Emperor Yanqing.
After delivering the food, the imperial chefs washed their hands and left.
The remaining mess was cleaned up by the eunuchs who were helping out.
It was too cold at night, especially in a spacious place like the imperial kitchen with windows wide open for ventilation.
The young eunuchs rubbed their hands from time to time, exhaled white mist from their mouths, and cleaned the imperial kitchen as quickly as possible. Finally, they extinguished the candles and closed the windows.
"Look carefully this time, close it!"
"Yes, it's closed."
The eunuchs nodded seriously and confirmed again and again that the window was really closed before leaving.
The culprit who caused the eunuchs to be suspicious breathed a sigh of relief. After making sure that the person had gone far away, he spoke:
"Five great people..."
Chu Qi: "... Just call me Wu Zi."
"No, you are the Fifth Master..." Xingde looked very serious. Perhaps because he had not spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse, but every word he spoke was very clear:
"Before my prince was as thin as he is now, he looked exactly like you. You... maybe you have an inseparable relationship with my prince. I wonder if you are willing to meet my prince? He will definitely be very happy..."
After saying this, Xingde just then noticed what his benefactor was wearing.
Represents the meaning.
Xingde suddenly felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting. He stretched out his hand tremblingly: "You... have become a eunuch?"
Chu Qi waved her hands: "As you can see."
"It's over, it's over. Your Highness will surely die of grief... Ugh, don't talk about death during the New Year."
Xingde consciously slapped himself. It was quite loud and the sound echoed throughout the imperial kitchen. It was completely different from Hongxing's light spanking. He used all his strength and his thin cheeks turned red.
Chu Qi: “…” She felt that the starving ghost she met tonight might have a problem with his brain.
"Do you want to go down by yourself or should I take you?" She glanced at the ground.
It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly, but with her excellent eyesight, she could barely see where there was no debris and where she could stay.
"...Sorry to trouble you, Master Five." Xingde said awkwardly. It was so high, if he went down by himself, he would definitely meet the King of Hell immediately.
Chu Qi held him and landed lightly on the ground.
Xingde exclaimed: "Fifth Master, you can actually fly..."
Chu Qi didn't explain that this was Qinggong. She was busy meeting Shi De and agreed, but Xing De's words aroused her interest.
I want to meet that pitiful and unrecognizable prince.
Anyway, Xingde has been inviting her to come over to meet him, so she might as well go along with it.
She smiled and grabbed two handfuls of winter dates and put them into Xingde's inner pocket, then asked, "Where does your prince live? I will definitely go see him when I am free someday."
"Replying to the Fifth Lord, His Highness lives in Changqiu Palace, which is the deepest place in the west of the imperial palace..." Xingde said respectfully.
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