The old man lost his memory again

Hearing the little prince crying and complaining for a while, An Qihe realized that he had misunderstood the little prince.

No matter how stupid his little prince was, he would never do such humble and despicable things. What happened at that time was just an accident to him, and besides, the little prince didn't think that way about the prince.

The folk customs of this dynasty are open, and it is normal to grow old with men, and only some people are worried about future generations.

But even so, it is absolutely unacceptable to have such thoughts with close blood relatives. It is impossible for the prince to be with him, let alone the status of the prince.

An Qihe felt sore in his heart, hugged the little prince and said sorry over and over again.

The little prince's eyes were red from crying, and his eyelids were swollen, like two walnuts. An Qihe apologized and looked down, couldn't help laughing out loud.

The little prince then puffed up his cheeks and raised his head. At this moment, he felt his eyes were stinging, and he stretched out his hands to rub them uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "Yes, what's so funny!"

An Qihe quickly flattened the corners of his lips, held down the hand he was still about to rub, and squeezed it in the palm of his hand: "The eyes are swollen, I'll go get an egg and apply it."

He hugged the little prince to the bed, and raised his hand to brush away the hair that was wet with tears. The little prince cried hard before, but now that he has calmed down, he began to cry and hiccup uncontrollably, making people even more loving and pitiful. .

An Qihe quickly kissed him on the forehead like a gangster, afraid that the little prince would be angry, so he disappeared at the door in a flash.

The little prince could only stare at the air with wide eyes and get angry.

Feeling a little hungry again.

He is not one to admit death, An Qihe apologized, he likes An Qihe very much in his heart, he will not separate from An Qihe because of this kind of thing, but he will not let An Qihe feel that things are too easy passed.

But right now, he was very hungry, and the little prince was so hungry that he didn't care about so many messy things.

He got off the soft couch and walked around the room twice, finally went to the snack box and squatted down, opened it to have a look.

There were two complete snacks lying in it.

The little prince held his stomach and let out a dissatisfied cry.

He blinked, but couldn't hold back the temptation after all, quickly put the snack into his mouth, chewed it a few times before swallowing it.

Probably because he was swallowing too fast, the little prince choked after eating half a meal, he hurriedly got up to get the teacup, but he couldn't stop coughing, the little prince hadn't reached the table yet, and there was nothing left to eat. strength.

Fortunately, An Qihe arrived in time at this time and fed him a pot of water. The little prince just let out a mouthful of hot air and gradually relaxed. When he poured a cup of tea, the little prince couldn't help pressing An Qihe's hand to eat.

An Qihe had no choice but to order food first, and when he came back, he asked Xiao Er to clean up the room. He held two eggs, put one into the hands of the little prince for him to play with, and peeled the other egg. , Use delicate protein to reduce swelling.

The little prince ate the eggs while playing, his cheeks were bulging, like a hamster eating melon seeds, he raised his head from time to time to ask An Qihe to feed him water.

He was restless when drinking water, he was probably a little angry, even though his eyelids were swollen, there was still a bit of resentment, and he glanced at An Qihe with red eyes, the latter's calf went limp, and he wanted to cut his heart open Show him that he really knew he was wrong.

Obviously, it has been a long time since An Qihe ordered food, but the waiter in the shop has never come over to serve the food.

Thinking that the little prince fell asleep in a daze, half asleep and half awake, curled up and buried himself in An Qihe's arms, muttering that he was hungry.

There was no other way, An Qihe had no choice but to fetch the blanket, hugged the little prince to lie down on the soft couch, wrapped him up in the blanket, and then went outside to see the situation.

The teahouse chosen by the young prince is a leisure teahouse specially built for the rich and powerful. There are usually not many people there, maybe because of what day it is today, An Qihe saw many people when he went downstairs.

But it would disturb the little prince, he reserved the lower floor alone, so the upstairs and the downstairs are separated into two worlds.

An Qihe evaded left and right and squeezed into the crowd. After searching for a long time, he didn't see the waiter. When he turned his head, he saw a figure walking towards the kitchen. Was it the waiter or who?

An Qihe hurriedly chased after him.

He followed the shop clerk all the way into the side passage in the kitchen, and seeing the clerk disappearing at the door of a room, he immediately followed in two steps in three steps.

However, before he could press the door with one hand, a sharp wind came from behind. An Qihe reacted quickly and turned his head to avoid it, but the man seemed to have seen through An Qihe's next move. One hand followed closely.

Before An Qihe had time to see who the attacker was, his eyes were dark.

In a blink of an eye, An Qihe opened his eyes, only to find himself standing at the door of the kitchen. The waiter said to An Qihe in embarrassment and apology: "This guest officer is really sorry, your meal is already ready. You see..."

An Qihe shook his head, feeling a little absent-minded for a while.

He turned his head to look around, but there was no one around.

"I just... did you see who attacked me?"

The waiter showed a confused face: "Guest officer, are you not feeling well? You were the only one here just now."

"I..." An Qihe shook his head, pressing his hand between his eyebrows.

He remembered that someone attacked him just now, and he passed out. It stands to reason that he should fall to the ground now. If that person had other purposes, he shouldn't be standing here so intact now.

But he couldn't remember, what happened just now was so fast, it seemed like a blink of an eye, and he couldn't even find any evidence.

An Qihe quickly pressed the money pocket on his body.

The money in it is still there, and there is nothing missing from him. Apart from a bit of bitterness in his mouth, there seems to be no other problems.

He stared at the waiter suspiciously: "Did you really not see anything just now?"

The waiter in the shop nodded: "Have you forgotten, guest officer? You just caught up with the little one and said that Prince An's meal hadn't been served yet, and you blamed the little one for this. The little one hurriedly asked the kitchen to speed up the cooking process." Well, when I brought it over, I saw that you seemed to be unwell."

After a pause, the waiter in the shop asked again: "Do you need me to call a doctor to come over and take a look at you?"

An Qihe shook his head and said no, then looked at the exquisite dishes in the shop.

He took it, tested it with a silver needle to see if it was poisonous, and took out a little each to watch the waiter eat it. After confirming that there was no problem, he waved his hand and took the waiter's plate, saying: "It's nothing to do with you, Go about your own business."

The waiter in the shop expressed his thanks to An Qihe as if he had received an amnesty.

When An Qihe walked around the corner and couldn't see Xiao Er from the shop, he suddenly fell headfirst and fell straight on the ground.

And on the back of the waiter's neck, there was a cold silver needle.

The silver needle quickly blackened after confirming that Xiaoer Dian had no vital signs.

Naturally, An Qihe didn't see all this, he quickly went back to the room, he was relieved to see that the little prince was still in good condition, he stepped forward and saw that the little prince was still pouted in his sleep, with an unhappy expression on his face look.

An Qihe couldn't bear to wake up the little prince, so he had to ask for a pot of boiling water to keep it warm all the time.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the little prince to wake up.

He yelled hungry in a daze, An Qihe immediately picked him up: "The food is already hot, the little prince will eat a little first, and eat something delicious when he gets back."

As soon as the little prince heard his stomach growl, he blushed a little embarrassedly, he didn't want An Qihe to see his embarrassment, but his eyes couldn't help but drifted to the table.

An Qihe looked at him and wanted to laugh, and hugged him up.

Suddenly weightless, the little prince exclaimed and hugged An Qihe tightly, and then realized that this was An Qihe's tricks, and glared at him angrily: "Put me down quickly!"

"The little prince didn't wear shoes, and his socks would get dirty when he walked on the ground." An Qihe said unhurriedly.

The little prince thought to himself that you knew it would be dirty, why didn't you bring me my shoes?

But he didn't say anything, since An Qihe wanted to serve him, let him come.

The little prince is too lazy to do it.

Therefore, he reluctantly hummed a few times as he agreed, let An Qihe carry him to the chair and sat down, then opened the lid of the meal, and the smell of rice wafted over.

The little prince was already starving, and now that all the delicious food was placed in front of him, he forgot even his reserve, and kept stuffing food into his mouth.

An Qihe was afraid that he would choke again, so he quickly poured water for him, passing it to the little prince to drink from time to time.

The little prince didn't want to drink after two sips, and said he wanted to drink something sweet.

I want to drink the plum water that An Qihe often makes.

An Qihe responded helplessly and dotingly, and let the little prince continue to eat, while he went out to find the waiter in the shop to help him prepare.

It's just that when he entered the kitchen, he didn't see the waiter from the shop just now, but another person greeted him.

After An Qihe ordered the materials he wanted, he asked casually, "Where's the waiter from your other shop?"

The waiter in the shop paused, first he showed a confused expression and muttered in a low voice that he is the only one on duty today, then put on a smiley face and said, "Maybe he went out, sir, do you have something to do with him?"

"That's not true." An Qihe frowned slightly, but didn't say anything after all, took the materials and quickly made a glass of plum water before rushing back to the room.

Opening the door and looking, the little prince was still sitting where he was eating, probably because he was enjoying his meal, the legs under the table were already shaking happily.

Hearing the movement at the door, the little prince raised his head immediately, and urged An Qihe happily and anxiously: "Why are you still standing at the door, I am thirsty and want to drink water!"

An Qihe shook his head to get those thoughts out of his head, then walked over with a smile on his face, and brought the plum water to the little prince.

The little prince drank more than half of the glass in one gulp, narrowing his eyes in satisfaction.

The little prince quickly ate to his satisfaction, but even so, the little prince didn't eat much, only half a meal for ordinary people.