After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Prince Duan was really looking at her, and his disdainful eyes were full of disdain.

Prince Duan was indeed disgusted by this woman, with her messy hair and two snow-white arms clearly exposed. She had no shame at all, especially the hungry and lustful look in her eyes just after she picked up the chopsticks, which showed four words: no manners at all.

There was silence in the dining room. The two of them looked at each other, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Prince Duan picked up the chopsticks, put the vegetables and fish in the basin into a bowl, and pushed the full bowl in front of An Muxi, "These are yours."

"Why? I cooked this fish. I have been busy for almost an hour. Besides, Your Majesty, are you going to feed the cat?"

"Because you were disheveled and standing in front of the dining table talking nonstop."

"Didn't the prince ask about just one dish? If I don't explain, isn't it also a dish?" After saying that, he lowered his head to look at his clothes, untied the loops behind his neck, lowered his sleeves, and straightened his waist.

"It should work this time!"

"Your hair is too messy!" Still full of disgust.

An Muxi gritted his teeth, and for the sake of the boiled fish, he endured it. He quickly ran into the inner room, combed the messy hair on his forehead in front of the dressing table, wiped the sweat off his face, and quickly returned.

When he saw Prince Duan eating with gusto, he almost burst into swearing. This shameless man did nothing but enjoy the fruits of his labor without a trace of gratitude, and he was also picky.

Sitting on the chair, picking up the bowl, I picked up a piece of fish fillet from the small bowl and put it into my mouth. The aroma of fish filled my mouth and a sense of satisfaction swept through my body. This was the taste that I hadn't tasted for many years.

After swallowing the fish, I picked up a piece of coriander and put it into my mouth. It was still delicious and tasty.

The rice is also very elastic, pure white, with each grain distinct. When you put it in your mouth, it has a delicate texture and a long aftertaste. How can this ancient thing be so delicious?

In this way, Mu Xi was busy eating. Soon, he had finished half of the second bowl of white rice and the small bowl of boiled fish. He looked up at the vegetable bowl opposite and reached for his chopsticks.

But before the chopsticks could reach him, Prince Duan immediately pulled the dish in front of him and spit out a fish bone elegantly.

"Why should I eat from the small bowl?"

"The king has shown you special favor. Logically, you should be in jail now!" After saying that, he picked up the spoon and scooped a mouthful of fish soup. Although this woman was illiterate and had no family education, her cooking was quite delicious. He hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long time.

"Even the prince can't eat these dishes!"

"I am ready to eat now," Prince Duan said, and then he picked up the fish head and savored it carefully.

An Muxi poured the fish soup in the small bowl into the rice, and after eating it all, he put down his chopsticks and said, "It's okay, I'm full. Eating too much will cause high blood pressure and blood sugar, and it's easy to burst your tubes!" After that, he stood up and decided not to argue with the disabled person and leave more dishes in the kitchen next time.

"You cannot leave the table until I put down my chopsticks. Didn't anyone at home teach you?" he said in a warning tone.

An Muxi suppressed the little flame in his heart, sat on the chair, silently watched the moving thin lips of Prince Duan, cursed his ancestors in his heart, and decided to put some laxative in his pants pocket next time to make him pull up his trouser pocket.

After a long time, Prince Duan put down his chopsticks and looked at Mu Xi's angry eyes, "Serve!"

"What are you going to do again?"

Butler Shi came in with two cups of warm water, "Princess, the prince has a habit of rinsing his mouth after eating!!!"

After a day of cleaning, Mu Xi took the tray and placed it in front of Prince Duan in a bad mood.

Prince Duan picked up a glass of water, held it in his mouth, raised his head slightly, and his cheeks moved like fish gills. After three seconds, he spat the dirty water into another cup.

What is the difference between this and eating and drinking?

Butler Shi looked at Mu Xi's clear eyes, as if he could see through her innermost heart. His cloudy old eyes changed again and again, and then he lowered his eyelids!!!

After rinsing his mouth, Prince Duan turned the wheelchair in a direction and said, "Push me back."

An Muxi obediently came behind Prince Duan, waved his fist, and with both hands, pushed the wheelchair out of the dining room.

"Go to the study."

Mu Xi did not respond and pushed the wheelchair towards the study.

Butler Shi brought Meilan and Cuizhu in to clean up the dishes. Seeing the table was empty, they rubbed their eyes in disbelief. It seemed that the prince and princess had eaten enough food for four people today.

Even Meilan and Cuizhu were shocked, but neither of them said a word. They silently picked up the dishes and put them on the tray.

Prince Duan and Mu Xi didn't know that they had become good-for-nothings in the eyes of their servants, so they went to the study together.

Looking around, Mu Xi found that the study was quite clean. There were many books on the bookshelf, including bamboo slips, cloth, and paper. The bookshelf was full. There were several couplets and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls around. The vigorous and powerful large characters were very imposing.

"Your Highness, aren't you going to sleep after lunch?" The meaning was very clear, he was sleepy.

"This prince always reads after dinner."

"Oh, then I'll go back to sleep." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop," Prince Duan said sternly. He turned his wheelchair to the bookshelf, took out a book, and turned back. "Read this book!"

"I won't!"

"Copy it again!"

"I said no!"

"Then learn it, so as not to embarrass me when you go out!"

The little flame in An Muxi's heart jumped to the top of his head, "Why should I listen to you?" His voice was full of anger. He didn't even enjoy the boiled fish just now, and now he had to read and write like a primary school student.

But Prince Duan took a rope from the bookshelf, threw it quickly, and put it around Mu Xi's neck.

Seeing this, An Muxi's face changed drastically. He strode towards the door, untying the rope as he ran, but he was immediately dragged back.

"What are you doing? You just finished eating the meal I made and you start bullying me!"

Prince Duan dragged An Muxi to the chair, and with a force, he tied Muxi up tightly.

"You said that I don't have the strength to give you twenty lashes. When you finish copying this book or reading it, leave the study, or I will give you eighteen lashes."

"You big pervert, my An family sent so much food to you, and now everyone in your Prince Duan's Mansion, including the little black dog in the yard, is raised by my An family!!!"