Not a question, but an affirmation.

The prefect saw that he was exposed by King Mo, so he stopped pretending and said, "That's right, I said that on purpose. I never thought of sending you anything.

Prince Mo, don't you see what kind of person you are now? Your status as a prince has been abolished by His Majesty, and you are already a commoner. Your status and position are not as high as mine. How dare you give orders to me?

You actually still want to order me to send you something. What kind of daydreaming are you doing? It's ridiculous that a mere commoner is worthy of asking me to send you something.

To put it nicely, I call you King Mo. To put it bluntly, you are just a stray dog ​​​​now. What is there to be arrogant about? His Majesty has long forgotten you. "The prefect's words were like pearls, and he did not give Cang Tingchen any face.

Cang Tingchen's face turned black with anger. He had always been proud, but at this moment he was humiliated by a seventh-rank official. Cang Tingchen naturally could not accept it.

"Damn it, you dare to humiliate me, you are looking for death!" Cang Tingchen roared and was about to take action.

"I advise Prince Mo to think carefully before taking any action. I am an official appointed by the imperial court. Although my position is low, I was appointed by His Majesty. Sometimes I commit serious crimes, and I am afraid Prince Mo cannot bear the consequences." The prefect snorted coldly.

Cang Tingchen's eyes turned red with anger: "You, a bully who relies on the power of others, actually dare to threaten me, you are looking for death!" After saying that, he attacked the prefect with a palm.

The prefect was knocked flying, fell heavily to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was unable to move.

"You, you actually dare to hit me?"

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you show off in front of me? If you do that again, I will break your legs and feed you to the dogs!" Cang Tingchen said this and turned away.

Fu Yurou was so scared that she followed him immediately.

"You, just wait, I will never let you go."

Cang Tingchen didn't take the prefect seriously at all, but Fu Yurou was a little worried.

After all, it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. What if the prefect is deliberately making things difficult for you?

She actually guessed right. The prefect immediately issued an order that the entire Lincheng was not allowed to provide food, clothing, and housing to Prince Mo. Anyone who dared to give them even a penny would not be forgiven.

As a result, when Cang Tingchen's people went out to buy, the vegetable farmers and vendors did not dare to sell to them and refused.

After going around in circles, his subordinates didn't buy anything and could only report the truth.

Cang Tingchen was furious: "This damn prefect, he actually wanted to trap me to death?"

"Your Highness, we don't have much rice, flour, oil and vegetables left. They can only last for two days at most. After two days, we will have nothing to eat. If they don't sell them to us, it will be a big trouble." The subordinate replied.

"Asshole, he is just a small prefect and he dares to deal with me. What is that? Send a pigeon to my people immediately and ask them to send the thing over from the capital." Cang Tingchen ordered.

"Yes." He went to do it.

Fu Yurou's face was a little ugly: "Your Majesty, this prefect is so bold. You are the prince of His Majesty. How could he treat you like this?"

"Don't worry, Rou'er. You think you can trap me to death in just Lincheng? You're dreaming!" Cang Tingchen comforted.

But the next day, the vendors still didn't sell anything to them, and they only had a few green vegetables left.

Cang Tingchen looked at the three plates of green vegetables on the table and gritted his teeth in anger: "The humiliation I suffered today will be returned tenfold, a hundredfold in the future! When my father's anger subsides and he summons me back to the capital , I will never forgive him!"

"Your Highness, let's eat carefully. Health is important." Fu Yurou comforted.

Although Cang Tingchen was unhappy, he still picked up the chopsticks.

But on the third day, they were out of food and vegetables, and the vendors in Lincheng refused to sell them anything, which made Cang Tingchen even more angry.

"Your Highness, how about I go to the nearby towns to see if I can buy some?" the subordinate asked.

"No need to go. You won't starve to death if you skip a meal." Cang Tingchen said angrily.

The subordinates didn't dare to say anything more, so Cang Tingchen and his subordinates didn't eat that day. At night, everyone was starving and their stomachs were rumbling.

Fu Yurou was the most depressed. She originally thought that following Prince Mo, although it would be hard, after all, he was the son of His Majesty and would definitely make a comeback.

But seeing him acting like this now, without even food or drink, he still wanted to save face and suffer. Fu Yurou was afraid that they would starve to death before the day when His Majesty would remember Prince Mo.

On the fourth day, Cang Tingchen's face looked even uglier, because he was also hungry, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Your Highness, why don't Rou'er go out and take a look, maybe she can buy some food? It's not a good idea for us to stay hungry all the time. Your health is important. You still have to return to Beijing, so there can't be any mistakes." Fu Yurou said with concern.

Cang Tingchen's unhappy expression finally eased a little: "Okay, then you be careful."

"I will." Fu Yurou hurried out.

This time, she didn't let anyone follow. After all, the people knew King Mo's subordinates. If she let them follow, the people would definitely not sell out.

Fu Yurou saw a steamed bun shop and heard the owner shouting: "Steamed buns, hot steamed buns just out of the pot, one penny each, come and buy them."

In the past, she never cared about these things, but at this moment, seeing the steaming white flour buns not far away, she immediately swallowed her saliva and started to gurgle in cooperation.

She hadn't eaten for two days, how could she not be hungry? She hurried over and said, "Boss, give me ten steamed buns!"

"Okay." The boss was about to take the steamed buns.

Then a yamen runner came over and said, "The prefect has ordered that nothing can be sold to Mo Wang's people. Do you want to die?"

The shopkeeper who was selling steamed buns froze for a moment, then looked at Fu Yurou and was immediately terrified: "Go, go, go, I won't sell steamed buns, don't hurt me, I have elderly parents and young children who depend on my steamed bun stall for a living, hurry up and leave."

Fu Yurou's face was filled with shame and anger. She glared at the yamen runner beside her and said, "You followed me?"

The yamen runner did not refute and directly admitted: "That's right, your Mo Wang has offended my prefect, and the prefect sent us to follow Mo Wang's people. As long as they buy things, they are not allowed to buy them, otherwise we will be beaten when we return."

"Damn it, he's taking advantage of the power of others, so despicable." Fu Yurou said gritting her teeth.

She didn't expect the prefect to be so hateful that he actually sent people to follow them. No wonder her subordinates couldn't buy anything before.

She didn't believe it, so she went to seven or eight houses in a row. As a result, the yamen runner kept following her. Whenever Fu Yurou wanted to buy something, the yamen runner would sabotage it. Fu Yurou was so angry that she wanted to scratch him to death.

"Is it okay if I don't buy it?" Fu Yurou turned around and walked back angrily.

The bailiff continued to follow her, as long as she didn't go back to the yard, she might buy something.

Fu Yurou was speechless. She had never felt that the yamen runners had such a hard time giving birth. Today she finally saw it for herself.

But at this moment, she was tired and hungry. If she continued like this, she would really die. What should she do?

Suddenly, the aroma of roasted chicken wafted into Fu Yurou's nose. Before Fu Yurou could react, a fragrant roasted chicken suddenly appeared in front of her. Fu Yurou thought she was hallucinating and immediately rubbed her eyes. After making sure the roasted chicken was still there, she looked at the owner holding the roasted chicken.

He is an unattractive-looking man, the kind that one would not even remember if he were in a crowd.

“Concubine Fu, you can share the joys and sorrows with Prince Mo, but he doesn’t care whether you live or die. For the sake of so-called face, he actually let everyone starve for two days. If they continue to starve, people will die.” The man snorted lightly.

Fu Yurou looked alert: "Who are you and how do you know about me?"

"I am the Queen's man. I came to you to discuss a deal with you."