"This is my home."
Having guessed what he was thinking, Jiang Bai ruthlessly shattered his illusions.
"Your home?"
"Nan'an County?"
"What else does Your Highness think?" Jiang Bai looked at him with a half-smile and placed the rice paste on the low table next to him.
"How about we eat something first?"
He gestured to the bowl next to him.
After being unconscious for several days, Mingyu was indeed hungry. He picked up the bowl and drank the rice porridge in a few gulps.
His brows were furrowed; the rice porridge was a bit hard on his throat.
"What does Your Highness think of this rice porridge?"
Noticing his expression, Jiang Bai asked with a smile.
He paused for a moment, then said truthfully, "It has a rough texture and is a bit harsh on the throat."
"But this is what the villagers eat every day. Even a rice porridge as smooth as this is something many families can't afford."
Jiang Bai took over the conversation, pulled up a stool, and sat down next to him.
What are you trying to say?
Mingyu is a smart man; Jiang Bai wouldn't tell him this for no reason.
Her expression was calm; she was simply stating a fact.
"Hmm... I was wondering if Your Highness would mind if we started a rebellion?"
Her words were startling, and Mingyu was so frightened that he almost jumped out of bed.
His eyes were filled with shock, and upon hearing this, his face immediately darkened. His youthful face carried the authority of a superior as he rebuked, "Jiang Bai, do you know what you're saying?"
Jiang Bai ignored his rebuke, simply took out a knife and placed it in front of him, saying casually, "If you mind, then I'll have to do it myself."
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