Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

   "What kind of dinner do you use! No! I won't eat it! I'm going on a hunger strike! Get out! Get me out of everything!"

  Xi Meng was frightened by Ling Wu Zhe's furious voice, she quickly replied yes and left.

   Ximeng naturally didn't dare not to prepare dinner for Ling Wuwei. After leaving Lingwu's boudoir, Ximeng went straight to Mrs. Min's Ju Xinyuan.

  In Xinyuan, Mrs. Min was lying on the couch, and Grandma Kwai skillfully pressed her temples.

   Gently sighed, and Grandma Kui glanced at Mrs. Min: "Madam, don't worry about Miss. After all, Miss is still young and ignorant. In the future, she will know the painstaking efforts of you and the prince!"

   Mrs. Min shook her head: "It's all over, but I'm still so naive. In the future..."

   "Madam, Ximeng from the young lady's courtyard is here, saying she has something to report." A maid said at the door.

   Mrs. Min opened her eyes: "Xi Meng? The big maid in Sister Yi's yard?" She looked at Grandma Kuwai and asked.

  Grandma Kui thought for a while, then nodded: "It's indeed the eldest maid in Miss's courtyard."

   "Let her in."

   "The servant girl has seen Madam!" Ximeng knelt down and lowered her head.

   Mrs. Min sat up on the couch, took the teacup handed over by Grandma Kwai, scratched the rim with the tea lid a few times, and asked, "Well, what do you have to report?"

"Back to Madam, when the young lady came back to the courtyard in the afternoon, she kept locking herself in the boudoir. Just now, the servant went to ask the young lady whether she wanted to have dinner in the courtyard or come to the lady's place for dinner. The young lady said that she would like to hunger strike..."

"Hunger strike?!" Mrs. Min frowned and handed back a sip of tea she had never had before to Grandma Kui: "Since she was a child, she went on hunger strike whenever she didn't like it, so I will teach her a lesson this time! Don't worry, ignore her!"

After    Ximeng said yes, Mrs. Min waved her hand impatiently and let her leave.

   Yimeng Pavilion.

   Ling Wuzhi, who was lying on the bed, knew for a long time that after she said she went on a hunger strike, no one would bring her food.

   In my memory, Parasite was really determined to use a hunger strike to scare Father Ling and Mrs. Min.

  After being hungry for two days, Ling's father came to coax the body, and the body was willing to eat.

A few pieces of Huiyun cake would definitely not satisfy Ling Wu Wee's stomach. I felt a little hungry when I touched it. At this time, it was already dark outside. I thought that the reason why no one dared to come in and hold the lamp, so Ling Wu Wee's The boudoir is very dark.

   "Cold nothing."

   As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Wuzhi felt that for a moment, a wind was blowing by her bedside.

   "Leng Wu, are you here?" She couldn't see at all...

   "Yes." Leng said indifferently.

  Ling Wuyi sat up from the bed, she reached out to pull Leng Wu's arm, but pulled it to his Leng Wu's palm.

   After being stunned for a while, Ling Wuzhi did not let go.

  Leng Wu's body froze, the touch from his hand, he only had one feeling, that is: the master's hand is so small, so soft, so good, warm...

   "Leng Wu, you go to the kitchen now and bring my dad's dinner!"

  Cold No:  …

   Feeling cold and unmoved after he finished speaking, Ling Wuyi shook his hand: "Do you understand? Just go to the kitchen and bring my dad's dinner!"

   "Yeah." Leng Wu responded, but he still didn't leave.

  …………

  Ling Wushu: →_→

   let go of Leng Wu's hand, Ling Wuzhi said, "Go now!"

   A gust of wind blew, Ling Wuyi knew that Leng Wu left.

   The next moment, Ling Wuzhi raised his voice and let people come in to hold the lamp.

   The things that were smashed to pieces on the ground, Ling Wuxie's face was black, and the maid was not allowed to clean up. After holding the lamp, he kicked the people out.

  Because it's in Fuchu, Lengwu came back faster.

   He obediently brought back the dinner that belonged to Father Ling, put it on the table, Ling Wuyi smiled and let Leng Wuye sit down.

   raised his hand and touched Lengwu's head: "Little Leng is so good! Reward you to eat Daddy's dinner with me!"

   It may still be influenced by the host's personality to some extent, Ling Wuzhi actually likes to play pranks!

   Looking at the pair of chopsticks and a porcelain spoon in front of him, after thinking about it, Ling Wuzhi handed the porcelain spoon to Leng Wu.

  Although I have never eaten these foods, Leng Wu has seen others eat them. Since the master said to reward him for eating, of course he has to listen to the master!

   Two people happily ate the dinner from 'Shun' in the room, it was delicious!

   The kitchen of the Prince Regent's Palace almost turned upside down!

   "My God! Where did the prince's dinner go?! Is it gone or are you daring and unprepared!?"

   The big butler's beard curled up in anger, pointed at the chef who specially prepared meals for Father Ling, and questioned loudly.

Chef Wang lowered his head, and his hand holding the spoon trembled slightly: "Big housekeeper Mingcha! Really, really, it's gone... Obviously everything is ready, but in a blink of an eye, it's actually, it's gone. !"

   "It's gone?! Chef Wang, do you mean to say that the regent's mansion is a thief? The thief only stole the prince's dinner, didn't he?" The head butler's beard was still up.

   "Yes...Yes...That's right..." Chef Wang answered somewhat lacking in confidence.

The big butler was so angry that he grabbed a handful of washed cabbage and threw it at Chef Wang: "Is that so? Talk about this strange thief!"

  Father Ling sits in the high position of the regent, not only to handle official business, but also to plan, naturally very busy.

  It was getting late, but Father Ling was still busy in the study.

   "What's wrong with Miss? You're going on a hunger strike?"

   Father Ling stopped the pen in his hand, rubbed the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes gently, and asked the attendant below him.

  The attendant lowered his head: "Back to the lord, I heard that it was Mrs. Min who asked the young lady to choose her husband's house, and the young lady did not want to. Say..."

  …

   Didn't wait for the squire's text for a long time, Father Ling opened his eyes and asked, "What did you say?!"

   "Please forgive the slaves and innocents!"

   "Tell me."

   "Miss said, she will not marry unless she is the current emperor..."

   "Nonsense!" Father Ling slapped on the desk, showing his majesty.

  The attendant was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and dared not move: "Your Highness, forgive me!"

  Father Ling shook his head and sighed: "I doted on this girl too much. Also, I can't bear to be strict with her."

   To his daughter, he could promise anything. Only, marrying Qu Mengran is absolutely not allowed!

   In the future, if he succeeds, he will be the monarch of the world, and his daughter will naturally be the most honorable princess!

  If he loses, he will protect his wife and daughter!

   No matter what the outcome is, Qu Munran, with him, is destined to die once and for all!