Chapter 23 His Majesty’s Journey to the Last Days (3)

Si Zhu put his hands in his sportswear pockets and looked back at the horrified eyes of the two people.

No one?

Could it be that she is now so frightened?

With doubts, Si Zhu waved to the two of them.

The two of them looked at each other, then hurriedly ran around Sizhu upstairs, leaving her before she could put down her hand hanging in the air...

Sizhu: "..."

I'm just speechless!

"Your Majesty, dinner has been prepared. Please move upstairs to eat."

A man's voice sounded, interrupting Sizhu who was secretly unhappy.

Back upstairs, Sizhu sat alone with more than a dozen delicacies. Looking at the empty room, he cast a questioning look at the man.

"They... are not worthy of dining with His Majesty."

Is it too late for her to pick it up now?

Si Zhu was staring at the pastry and was struggling, and saw that the man had already reached out to pick up the half piece of pastry and brought it to his mouth.

Seeing Zhuang Sheng nod, Mazi's face turned pale with fright.

The man's expression remained unchanged, but the look in his eyes was dark and unclear.

For a moment, the room fell into silence.

"Yao Yao——"

I couldn't help but feel excited in my heart, but I was afraid that if I couldn't control myself, I would scare away the person I care about most.

"Xiaoxiao!" Another girl held her hand, trembling nervously, "They are originally a group, I think she will be fine. We...we still don't want..."

Speaking of which, the other male protagonists have traveled through time, so why is he still here looking at things and missing people?

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's better to rest early!"

"Xiao Zhuang, I have something to tell you."

The night was dark and the silence was a little scary.

I casually grabbed a set of clothes from the side, wrapped them up, and walked outside.

Si Zhu felt a little confused.

A look of displeasure appeared on Fatty's face.

"Brother Sheng, that black shadow just now..."

This sound startled Sizhu. The pastry that was already in his mouth suddenly fell on the table.

"Is this...really haunted?"

"Xiaoxiao, do you think there is water in that room? Otherwise, how does that girl take a bath?"

The heroine——Mu Yao.

Zombies again, ghosts again, and now here comes a psychopath pretending to be a doctor...

"What's up?"

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The pockmarked face gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't help but ask. He wanted to make sure whether his eyesight was wrong.

The girl next to her smelled her body and said with some disgust: "We haven't taken a shower for a long time, and our bodies smell."

Zhuang Xiaoxiao was still worried about Si Zhu, but she didn't dare to do anything. After all, things were different now, and if anything happened, it wouldn't be her fault alone.

Hearing the complaint, Zhuang Xiaoxiao did not agree. At this time, let alone taking a bath, it would be good to be alive.

It looked like he had just taken a shower.

When they saw it, the girl was wrapped in a bath towel and her hair was still dripping with water.

The man froze, blinked, and felt something brush against his lips.

Except, this man.

Zhuang Sheng was silent for a few seconds, nodded, and confirmed what he said.

"Even if there is, do you dare to go?"

It seems that this man is seriously ill! No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a doctor.

Is she... back?

Will she... hate herself?

After today, will she never appear again?

His thoughts were spinning, and Yu Heng's aura gradually became confused. He couldn't imagine how he would spend the rest of his life without her.

For a moment, the air fell into an eerie silence.

Si Zhu lay on the bed with his arms pillowed on his head, his mind was very clear and he was not sleepy at all.

Pang Dun and Zhuang Sheng were roommates, and he didn't have a good impression of this childhood sweetheart of his best friend's sister. Hearing his words, he was immediately angry.

…

Seeing that he was angry, Mazilian hurriedly explained.

A slightly sharp voice came, attracting Si Zhu's attention.

"Then...can these things still be eaten?"

Zhuang Xiaoxiao said with some worry: "Then...will something happen to that girl? Should we..."

He pursed his lips, looked at the lips stained with foam, and moved forward without thinking.

The pockmarked face suddenly spoke up and asked an unexpected question.

Whispering softly, as if talking to himself.

Yu Heng looked dazed, staring at the dwindling snacks on the table from the corner of his eye.

Although she didn't finish what she said, everyone knew what she meant.

It was also at this moment that Si Zhu suddenly found that her entire body was wrapped in a transparent film. Everything she touched would enter the range of the film.

After several people finished eating, before they had time to rest, someone knocked on the door and asked them to clear away the dishes.

Fatty told what he had discovered, and several people's faces showed horror.

I don’t know why, but a few people give people the illusion of being current people.

Pang Dun looked around and found nothing, so he approached Zhuang Sheng in a low voice.

Your Majesty? The male protagonist Yu Heng?

When the eunuch opened the door and came out, Si Zhu got in sideways.

On the other side, five people were gathered together, all looking very bad.

Si Zhu nodded, picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites.

No matter how she touched them, they seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"That man..."

Sizhu walked around and took a look, only to see a portrait painting in front of him.

Probably because he felt that the other person's lack of response was boring, Si Zhu gave up on teasing the man and directly grabbed the snacks on the side and started eating.

Fatty took the initiative by himself, he was starving. If the man hadn't been watching, he wouldn't have been able to help but take action while cooking.

The girl choked and did not dare to speak again. She turned her back to Zhuang Xiaoxiao and complained silently.

Don't tell me, what the imperial chef cooks is more delicious than those half-baked ones.

"What do you mean? We made these, why can't we eat them?"

Thinking of something, she suddenly reached out her hand and gently poked the man's cheek.

Just now, a black figure suddenly appeared behind the girl.

The man was lying in front of the case in a daze, with deep sadness in his eyes.

Today is her seventh day.

In this heavily guarded palace, the whole person felt like he was in a deserted land.

Zhuang Sheng asked.

"Brother Ming, don't be angry. That's not what I meant. I meant that the ingredients were all provided by the mentally ill man. I'm just a little worried..."

After thinking for a while, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he appeared in the familiar palace again.

The cool breeze was blowing, and suddenly I felt a little chilly. I lowered my head, okay!

The clothes were gone again.

"You don't have to eat if you're worried!"

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick up something, but there was nothing. Everything seemed to be just a figment of his own imagination.

【Host, what are you doing?】

Are you really not afraid of scaring the male protagonist into trouble?

Sizhu: I care about food and don’t waste it.
Chapter completed!