MTL - Princess too Young, Prince too Old-Chapter 22 Spring Hunt 3

Heshuo Princess Mansion and Ning County King's Mansion are only two streets away. Mu Nanzhi's feet seem to be on a hot wheel, but he still watched the little sister entering Ning County King's Mansion, and Mu Nanzhi was hiding in the road Behind the sycamore tree, lamented.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Mu Nanzhi saw the young man walking out of the Ning County Royal Mansion slowly. Mu Nanzhi looked at the young man with a spring breeze and trot, and was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. .

"Who made you run so fast?" When the little cricket ran to the front, Mu Nan jumped out from behind the tree stubbornly, angering his teeth and dancing like a crab, "Are you a rabbit ?! Ah ?!" "

"Ah ?! Who is who? Who is the Jun Jun!" The little sister was so frightened that she dropped a bounty that she had just received from Song Fu on the ground, waiting to see if it was Mu Nanzhi. Then he was relieved, and he was too busy to bow to Mu Nanzhi, "Qi Junjun, the minions are indeed rabbits."

Mu Nanzhi: "..."

Dismissed the scratching head and the small cricket, Mu Nanzhi circled around the parasol.

A circle.

A circle.

Another lap.

...

Are you going or not?

...

Mu Nanzhi gritted his teeth and went to the Ning County King's Mansion bitingly.

"Jun Jun?" Song Fu looked at Mu Nanzhi coldly, and he bowed and saluted. "The slaves please the Jun Jun."

"You're welcome," Mu Nanzhi bit his lip, and then hesitated again. "Butler Song, that ... that I asked Xiaoxi to send some meat over ... did the county king already know?"

Song Fu stunned and laughed again: "Jun Wang was just bathing, now reading in the study, the slave is planning to go to Tongji Jun Wang, Jun Jun, you are really interested, and you will run a trip yourself ..."

"Don't don't don't do anything! You don't need to tell the county king for such a trivial matter!" Mu Nanzhi shook his hands so busy that he realized his voice was too loud. Discuss something, that ... you ... could you return the meat to me ... "

Song Fu really didn't understand: "Jun Jun, what do you mean? Can you make it clear?"

Mu Nanzhi glanced into the study, and looked at the black man's shadow on the window. Mu Nanzhi slammed his mouth, and for a long time he shouted, "I ... I think the meat is not fresh, and I am afraid that the king will eat it. Broken stomach. "

Song Fu wondered: "Isn't this meat brought back from Xijiao Hunting Ground today? Isn't it slaughtered today?"

"Who, who, who, who knows if the pheasant has got blast? And the deer, who, who, who, who knows whether it has been bitten by a dog?" Mu Nanzhi's tongue was going to be cramped. "The king's body is tight, of course. Don't eat these chickens of unknown origin! "

Song Fu: "..."

Song Fu was dizzy and took Mu Nanzhi to the kitchen. Mu Nanzhi saw the deer legs and pheasant hanging on the shelf, and his eyes were bright. At this moment, the weasel had the most mouth and face. Without waiting for Song Fu's hands, Mu Nanzhi was too busy to take the meat down and walked outwards.

Song Fu followed quickly: "Jun Jun, I'm afraid this meat weighs more than 20 kilos. Let the slaves help Jun Jun to return to the government."

"Don't use it, I move, move," Mu Nanzhi shook his head in a hurry, walked away and turned his head to Song Fudao, "don't tell the county king about this, for more than 20 pounds of meat anyway You do n’t have to worry about the king of counties. "

Song Fu: "..."

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