Handsome Broken Legged Little Military Advisor [10]The alteration of a person's destiny begins with just a few details.
Yan Zhiyao woke up early from hunger. When she woke up, she touched her shrunken stomach and began to ponder about where to get today's food.
However, before Yan Zhiyao was able to figure it out, she smelled the fragrant smell of cooked rice.
The fragrant smelled appetizing, warm, and cozy. Just from smelling it, Yan Zhiyao seemed to be able to taste the soft rice.
Yan Zhiyao swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva——she knew that this was all just her own fantasy, it was impossible for those servant to go deliver her a hot meal.
'Since you can't eat it, might as well smell it for a while.' Thinking so, Yan Zhiyao lay back in bed and looked at the curtain overhead with blank eyes.
"Royal Princess." Someone called her, but Yan Zhiyao didn't want to respond. She didn't know if it was because of her sever hunger, but she seemed to feel that the fragrance in the room was becoming stronger and stronger.
"Royal Princess." Someone pushed the door open, with a carefulness that had never appeared in their voice before, the person said, "I cooked some porridge for you... Would you like to drink some?"
Yan Zhiyao was silent. She felt like she was still dreaming.
But when that person brought the food before her, Yan Zhiyao came to realize——she really wasn't dreaming.
"What are you doing?" Yan Zhiyao sat up from the bed and looked guarded. She would always remember this face, it was this person who had snatched away the last thing she had left.
"Royal Princess." The servant's face held some guilt. She didn't know how to explain the sudden change in her attitude to Yan Zhiyao either and could only smile falsely, "Royal Princess, this slave was wrong, asking Your Highness to forgive this slave."
Yan Zhiyao looked at the servant and muttered, "Then give me back the hairpin you stole from me."
When Yan Zhiyao mentioned the hairpin, the servant's expression became stiff. She remembered the faint smiling face of that Lord and suddenly felt a chill crawl down her spine. She stammered a few times, searching for an excuse, "That, that hairpin, this slave accidentally lost it."
How could Yan Zhiyao believe this? But what could she do if she didn't believe? Yan Zhiyao gulped as she looked at the steaming food before her.
The servant said, "From, from not on, this slave will never let Your Highness go hungry." This was the only thing she could guarantee......
When Yan Zhiyao heard this, the black eyes on her thin face immediately lit up.
At this time, it had been more than a month since Yan Jingyi last visited the Ji Manor.
In this month, Chen Liguo was invited once by the Emperor and once by the Second Prince.
The Emperor asked him about his physical condition, but looking at his meaningful appearance, it was clear that he knew what methods Yan Jingyi had used. However, the Emperor apparently thought that Yan Jingyi was intentionally destroying Ji Shang's image in front of the Second Prince, and did not know that Yan Jingyi really did have a relationship with him......
Not long after meeting the Emperor, Chen Liguo met the Second Prince.
This time, the Second Prince showed no mercy either. Pointing at Chen Liguo, he scolded him with harsh and vulgar words——the more difficult his circumstances were, the more his mentality collapsed, and he went as far as to vent his anger about his failure on Chen Liguo.
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