Chapter 2 — Luong De Gluttony

"Come on, open your mouth. Steamed eggs are very soft, you don't have to chew to swallow them." Luc Ky's eyes immediately became alert, his body retreated slightly. "Take it away, you won't eat it." "Just eat one piece, give me some face." I brought the spoon forward again, almost poking him straight on the lips. Luc Ky frowned and raised his hand to knock over the steamed egg spoon. But his face suddenly turned purple, his body suddenly fell forward. Immediately after that, a large mouthful of black blood sprayed directly onto my shirt. 5 "Where are you? Royal physician! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has vomited blood!" My eyes are fast, my hands are also fast. With one hand, I held the steamed egg spoon firmly, the other hand hugged his shoulder, and at the same time shouted loudly. Cong Cong Ly, who had been listening to the noise outside the door, immediately crawled and rushed in. Looking at the chaotic scene all over the ground, he was so scared that he screamed, almost fainting. "Your Highness! Your Highness, this old slave! Quickly send the Royal Doctor!" Suddenly, the entire Eastern Palace fell into chaos. The Thai hospital judge carried his medical box and ran until he lost a shoe. When the old Emperor heard the news, he also rushed over, his face so gloomy that he was almost dripping water. "Thinh Ha, I told you to come and serve the Crown Prince for a meal. What did you do? Why did the Crown Prince suddenly vomit blood?" "Your Majesty, I only followed the holy will, seriously eating in front of Your Highness." "Half eaten, I felt that the steamed egg dish was quite delicious, wanted to invite Your Highness to taste a piece, and then Your Highness immediately ate it." "Perhaps... Your Highness felt that the goddess's eating appearance was too ferocious, so she was scared?" The more I spoke, the less confident I became, and my voice gradually lowered. The old Emperor frowned, just as he was about to get angry, the royal physician suddenly shouted. "Your Majesty, your highness is awake!" The old Emperor turned his head to look, and sure enough, Luc Ky had opened his eyes. The judge knelt down on the ground, old tears flowing down. "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations Your Majesty! The mouthful of black blood that Your Highness just vomited out is the hematoma that has been stuck in his chest for many days!" The doctor said that Luc Ky had not eaten for a long time, his spleen was cold, and he had accumulated anger in his heart. I unintentionally stimulated him, making his blood flow. The hematoma was pushed out, and he immediately had a glimmer of hope for life. Vomiting blood on the contrary is a good thing. The old Emperor turned his head to look at me, his eyes were complicated, as if he was looking at a strange treasure. "You did very well. From today, you stay in the Eastern Palace, not an inch away from the Crown Prince." "The day he doesn't eat, you can't return to the Marquis Palace that day." Me:? Isn't that right? I just came to eat a meal, why is my physical freedom already gone? But the food of the Eastern Palace is indeed better than the Marquis Palace, I reluctantly accept this arrangement. That night, I was arranged to stay in a small room outside Luc Ky's palace. But at midnight, I was awakened by a very small noise. Coming from a martial arts family, my five senses are extremely sharp. I gently got out of bed and followed the sound to the outside room. I only saw behind the screen a vague figure, secretly groping on the table. On the table was a plate of red bean cake that I saved as a late-night snack. The figure picked up a piece of red bean cake, paused for a long time, then slowly brought it to his mouth. Moonlight shines inside through the window. I opened my eyes wide. The person wearing white robes, with loose hair, looked like a ghost. If not Crown Prince Luc Ky, who else could it be? 6 Luc Ky took a bite of an extremely small piece of red bean cake. He chewed very slowly, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if the thing in his mouth was arsenic. The moment he swallowed, his throat had difficulty moving and his body trembled slightly. One moment

Only then, perhaps confirming that he hadn't vomited, he breathed a sigh of relief. He put the remaining red bean cake back on the plate, then like a ghost flew back to the inner room. I stood in the same place for half a day. Doesn't he have severe anorexia? Doesn't just the sight of food make you nauseous? It turns out that during the day he pretends to be noble, but in the middle of the night he secretly nibbles on my breakfast. Obnoxious! The next morning, the palace maid brought breakfast. I still sat beside Luc Ky's bed as usual, happily eating and drinking. I even intentionally ate loudly. Luc Ky leaned back on the pillow, his face a little better than yesterday. He closed his eyes, showing a serene expression, but I keenly detected that his breathing was disordered. "Your Highness, these steamed dumplings are really fragrant, the soup inside is extremely rich. Do you really not eat one?" I picked up a dumpling and passed it back and forth under his nose. Luc Ky opened his eyes, coldly glanced at me. "Take it away. I told you, don't eat." I retracted my hand and unceremoniously stuffed the dumplings into my mouth. "Okay, if you don't eat, I'll eat." "Last night's plate of red bean cake was gnawed off a piece by a big mouse. I was planning on saving it for late-night snack, what a pity." Luc Ky's body immediately stiffened. A thin layer of red gradually appeared at the base of his ears. "The Eastern Palace is strictly guarded, so why are there rats?"