Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

As soon as Gu Qingzhi walked out of the door, she saw a big man in gray linen clothes squatting at the door and eating a sesame cake.

A fragrance wafted from his body. When he saw Gu Qingzhi coming out, he was startled and hurriedly stuffed the oil-paper bag in his hand into his arms. He wiped his mouth twice, stood up and looked at her with a wry smile.

"Hey, little brother, I just didn't eat enough this morning. Can you not tell our master?"

Gu Qingzhi was busy dealing with the chief guard just now and had no impression of him. For a moment, she couldn't remember who he was.

The big man saw her confusion and introduced himself: "I'm Wu Fang, also a guard, and I just arrived."

Gu Qingzhi nodded and said, "My name is Gu Qingzhi."

After saying hello, she was about to leave, but Wu Fang followed her.

"Hey! Brother Gu, I heard you came here last night. Is it true that our master has evil spirit? Will anyone die?"

"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist." Gu Qingzhi said casually.

"If you ask me, it's not that weird. We are upright and have nothing to fear from our own shadows, don't you think?"

He spoke lazily and reached out his hand warmly to put it on Gu Qingzhi's shoulder.

After all, men and women shouldn't touch each other, and Gu Qingzhi was not familiar with him, so she dodged it nimbly.

"Wow? You're quite skilled!" The calluses on Wu Fang's palms proved that he was also a martial artist, and he could see that Gu Qingzhi had some physical skills.

"Hey, who is your teacher? What was that move just now? Can you teach me?"

This person is really outgoing and even started to ask about her.

Gu Qingzhi was a little annoyed by him, so she stopped and turned around: "Guard Wu, His Highness must be guarded outside the room, thank you for your help."

Wu Fang didn't seem to understand what she said, and slapped his forehead: "Oh, right! I have to go back!"

Gu Qingzhi looked at his back and for some reason let out a long sigh of relief.

He's not necessarily a cunning servant, maybe he just doesn't know his limits.

The courtyard is not big and the kitchen is just a few steps away.

As soon as Gu Qingzhi arrived at the door, she heard two maids sitting in the kitchen, eating melon seeds and chatting boredly.

"Oh, I'm so unlucky. I was assigned to serve that little evil star, and there's even another unlucky guy serving him personally. It makes me sick just thinking about it." said the maid named Xianman.

"I see that the guard is quite young, how come his brain is so slow?" Xianmei, who was standing by, had a handful of melon seed shells and started eating some from the table.

"Tsk tsk, I guess he's going to get into trouble in a few days. We have to stay away from him. It's such a sin!"

Gu Qingzhi was not a person who liked to eavesdrop, and she had no good feelings towards those who gossiped behind others' backs. She strode in without waiting for them to say anything else.

The two knew that she must have heard what they had just said, and they looked a little embarrassed. When they saw her coming, they instinctively dropped the melon seeds, stood up, and moved away as if nothing had happened.

"Two girls, it's time for His Highness to have his meal, please prepare it quickly." Gu Qingzhi had no intention of getting close to them, so she just informed them.

The two maids looked at each other, as if they had come to an agreement. Xian Man was the first to look at her in embarrassment, "Little guard, we are just cleaning and doing odd jobs. How about you go and look for Sisters Qiu Jiang and Qiu Hong?"

Xianmei also chimed in: "We are both stupid and foolish, and can't cook any good food. We are afraid that we might offend His Highness by accident."

This was obviously an excuse, and Gu Qingzhi understood it very well. Her face turned slightly cold and she repeated what she had just said.

"Your Highness, it's time for dinner. You'd better hurry up."

Unexpectedly, this sentence angered the two of them.

"Do you think you are the chief steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion? We have already told you that we are no longer serving His Highness, so why are you still persisting?" Xianman raised her eyebrows slightly and pinched her waist with her hands, obviously a little unhappy.

What a good way to put the blame on someone else.

Gu Qingzhi glanced at her and said, "Is it true or is it something you are trying to avoid? You should know better than me."

Of course, the two knew that she was making a sarcastic remark about what they had just said, and they could no longer pretend.

Xianmei rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, saying, "What can you do to me?" "What did we say wrong? He is an evil star, and everyone in Kyoto knows this."

Xian Man also nodded: "That's right, do you think everyone is like you, rushing to curry favor with the prince as soon as they see him?"

Xianmei smiled when she heard her words, pointed in the direction of Gu Qingzhi and said sarcastically: "I think you should be more careful. Even if he rewards you with a fortune, I'm afraid you won't live long enough to spend it."

"Tens of thousands of ounces of wealth?" Xian Man teased these four words, almost unable to hold back her sneer. "Look at his current state. Just being able to have enough to eat is the greatest tolerance that the Left Prime Minister has shown him!"

Gu Qingzhi clenched her fists and looked at the two people coldly as they sang the same tune. Although the strong should not bully the weak, she really wanted to punch them each.

She thought about it and decided that she couldn't let the children go without food just because she had a quarrel with someone early in the morning, right?

After enduring the urge to hit someone, she loosened her clenched fists, looked up at the two of them and said, "I was born strong, so you won't have to worry about me."

Xianmei and Xianman looked at her with contempt, both thinking that this guard must be mentally ill.

"In that case, you should light the stove."

Gu Qingzhi stopped arguing with them. She thought that this was already a concession and the two maids who acted like young ladies should be satisfied. However, she still underestimated how harsh they could be.

The two looked at her like she was a fool and said, "Order us around? You're dreaming! You're tough, aren't you? If you're afraid that little bad guy will starve to death, then do it yourself!"

"That's right. Anyway, you like to flatter him. If you cook for him, he will think of you and give you whatever you want with both hands!"

After humiliating Gu Qingzhi again, the two men left the kitchen contentedly with the melon seeds in their hands, and went to some corner to gossip about others.

Gu Qingzhi let out a long sigh and cursed inwardly that the two gossipy women finally left.

She looked around, rolled up her sleeves and got to work.

Isn't it just cooking? Do you really think Gu Qingzhi can't do it?

Feng Zhanye sat alone at the desk, staring blankly out the window, and couldn't help but recall the scene of last night in his mind.

Why on earth did he suddenly say he wanted to stay? And why did I agree to it for no apparent reason?

What's that smell on his clothes? It smells pretty fresh.

His arms were a little cool, yet very soft, making people feel inexplicably safe and comfortable.

Forget it, there will be no more contact in the future.

He shook his head and didn't want to think about it anymore, but his heart felt like there was a huge rock blocking it, making him irritated.

At this moment, a faint aroma of rice drifted into my nose. The door was opened without warning, and a slender figure walked in.

Feng Zhanye raised his eyes and saw Gu Qingzhi holding a plate in both hands, standing at the door and looking at him.

"Breakfast was a little late, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

Gu Qingzhi did not tell anyone what happened in the kitchen. Instead, she walked in as if nothing had happened and put the food in her hand on the table.

Feng Zhanye took a peek and saw a bowl of porridge and a plate of side dishes.

The dishes were very simple, and did not seem to be prepared by a maid. Rather, they resembled the meals he had heard ordinary people eat at home.

"This is……"

Feng Zhanye raised his head to look at Gu Qingzhi's face, and had roughly guessed the source of the breakfast.

"Taste it?"

Gu Qingzhi pushed the food in front of him, looked at his bandaged hands, scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to his mouth.

The first thing you taste is the fragrance of the rice itself, and with a little seasoning, it is already a simple delicacy.

The rice porridge is warm, the side dishes are warm, and the boy’s heart is also warm at this moment.