The palace maid's expression suddenly changed and she bowed hastily.
It turned out to be the Ninth Prince!
"I was playing nearby and I ran too fast and bumped into you by accident. Do you have any problem with that?" the little fat boy asked politely.
The maid was terrified, "I dare not."
"Then why are you still standing here?"
"…"
The maid left quickly.
The little fat boy looked at the soup that had spilled all over the floor with a complicated expression, "From now on, don't eat anything they send you."
Nanny Zhu protected the young man in panic and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Ninth Prince, but... living under someone else's roof, helpless in every way, my master is so pitiful."
Her eyes turned red.
"Both are children of Empress Dowager Zhaoren, one is a king, and the other is on the verge of death..."
The little fat boy frowned:
"Are you Chu Dichi?"
She had heard of him from her father.
The emperor said that he had evil intentions and was plotting treason. He had evil intentions and was bound to be the cause of trouble. He was resentful of him everywhere and even poisoned him.
But when she saw him today, she felt that the boy was thin, weak, frail and pitiful.
The young Chu Di had a cold look between his brows, which showed the cold and arrogant shadow of his adulthood. He spoke calmly:
"According to seniority, you should call me Imperial Uncle."
"But you look only a few years older than me!"
How could there be such a young imperial uncle?
"I see, you're trying to take advantage of me."
Nanny Zhu laughed out loud, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes.
Ha ha!
The ninth prince is so agile and cute.
Gurgle, gurgle—the boy's stomach suddenly started singing the empty city plan. The sound echoed in the air and his face immediately turned red with embarrassment.
Chu Li's eyes lit up:
"You wait!"
"What are you doing..."
Before he could finish his words, the little fat boy had already run away.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he came back with the food box in his hands, "This is the food from my palace!"
The young man was slightly startled, looking at her in surprise and astonishment.
"This is maltose, this is osmanthus cake, this is the meat buns that were just steamed this morning, and this is..." Chu Li took them out one by one and stuffed them into the hands of Nanny Zhu.
Nanny Zhu looked at the young man hesitantly.
this……
The young man asked: "Your father wanted to kill me, but you gave me food?"
Or, the Emperor of Chu took advantage of the young and ignorant Ninth Prince to lower his guard and took advantage of the opportunity to strike.
Chu Li said: "Father doesn't like you, but I'm not Father. I'm naughty every day and always break Father's vases and inkstones, but he still doesn't like me."
"Eat it quickly!"
As he said this, he picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
"I... ugh!"
"Does it smell good?"
The young man looked stunned. "I..."
"Try this meat bun, it's delicious! Eat some bitter melon, it's really appetizing... This maltose is delicious too!"
"No, this is too complicated..."
"It's okay, I didn't put any poison in it, just eat it!"
"No...well, I mean...hiss!"
The miscellaneous things stuffed into his head caused acute abdominal pain. The boy's expression changed slightly, and he immediately covered his stomach and went to the toilet.
Chu Li was stunned: "Huh?"
What's going on?
Meeting Madam Zhu's gaze, she quickly raised her hands:
"I didn't poison you! I promise!"
Nanny Zhu opened her mouth.
The Ninth Prince did not poison me, but he was too enthusiastic...
"Uncle, are you okay?"
Chu Li chased to the toilet, stuck his butt out, and peeked inside through the crack in the door, "Uncle? Uncle!"
The young man's restrained and embarrassed voice came from inside:
"I'm fine, you go out first."
Chu Li scratched his head and looked around.
go out?
Where are you going?
"I'm already outside."
"Don't pry at the door!"
"Then I'll come in."
"……go out! "
"But I'm already outside."
"…"
There was a moment of silence in the air.
"Uncle, are you pooping? We are all men, don't be shy."
The air was so dead silent that it cracked...
Since then, Chu Li loved to come here whenever he had nothing to do, either bringing some food or stealing some ingredients from the imperial kitchen and throwing them all to Nanny Zhu.
Aunt Zhu is very clever and can even cook.
The food she cooks is so delicious, even the cabbage can be fried sweet.
Chu Li held the broken bowl with a missing corner, ate his rice and said, "Uncle, I will come to your place to eat from now on!"
The young man was taciturn and silent:
"Don't come near me in the future, or you'll get into trouble."
Chu Li, who was only five years old, felt for the first time what it meant to be pitiful.
He was the son of the Empress Dowager and the younger brother of the Emperor of Chu, but because he was young and powerless, he was trapped in this corner of the palace, his safety was uncertain, and he was targeted and excluded.
They are both princes, but the treatment they receive is worlds apart.
Chu Li was young and did not understand the cruelty of the struggle for imperial power. He just felt that his uncle was pitiful, being locked up here and even the palace maids could bully him at will.
After that, she came secretly.
He pried half a brick a day, and after two months, he had pried a dog hole in the corner of the backyard wall.
"Uncle, this is roast chicken!"
"Uncle, this is a huge crab sent as tribute by the Sangnan Kingdom. It's bigger than a human face!"
"Uncle, you can actually practice swordplay, how amazing!"
Bang bang bang!
Chu Li sat on the steps, holding an apple in his mouth, and clapped his hands hard, so excited that he almost thought they would break.
What sword is in the boy's hand?
He just held a branch and danced a few times, but he could see stars of admiration in the little fat boy's eyes.
Brighter than the starry sky at night.
Nanny Zhu was sitting nearby, sewing clothes for the young boy with a needle and thread in her hands, and she was smiling as she watched the two children play together.
The young man warned him seriously: "This is a secret. You come to see me, but you must not tell anyone else anything about me or what I have said."
"Don't worry, uncle. I won't tell anyone else!"
He was interested in martial arts, so Chu Li sneaked out of the palace and searched the market for some unique secret manuals, such as One Finger of Sun, Eight Diagrams Palm, and Broken Plum Hand, and bought them all as gifts for him.
He liked reading, but Chu Li was still young and could not read a few words, so he secretly took the books from Master Jiang's collection and showed them to him.
The emperor’s uncle’s handwriting is very beautiful.
Give him an inkstone and a red brush.
Nanny Zhu’s cooking is so delicious that it actually made the emperor’s uncle fat!
The Ministry of Internal Affairs dared to withhold the monthly salary of the emperor's uncle and scolded him.
The palace maid dared to hide the charcoal and cotton wool in winter, embezzled money and punished her.
Winter goes and spring comes.
The once thin and frail boy seemed to have grown flesh and blood. His body had grown taller, and his shoulders had become stronger. He could no longer wear last year's clothes.
Aunt Zhu smiled and said:
"Thankfully, you have the Ninth Prince taking care of you. I will quickly make two new sets of clothes for you."
The young man looked at the furnishings in the room, from bedding to a small teacup, all the things inside were brought by Chu Li.
She was like a little ant moving, filling up the palace and his heart bit by bit.
Sadly, he's leaving...
"Uncle!"
There was a sound outside.
The boy opened the window and saw the fat boy crawling in from the hole in the wall. Halfway through, his fat body got stuck there, muttering bitterly:
"It's not that I'm fat, it's that the hole is small. It's all because of the small hole!"
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