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Eight hundred and twentieth seventh chapter add another fire

Chapter 827 Add another fire

Roald trotted all the way to the kitchen and saw a thin back wearing a white apron, busy with his long brown curly hair tied in the chef's hat, and a few strands of disobedient hair emerged from the chef's hat.

Although he turned his back to Roalder, he knew clearly that Roalder had arrived in the kitchen. Even if Roalder had already made his footsteps to the lowest level, he could still not escape Roalder's ears.

"Report to the master, I just got the exact news that something big happened in Wangxiang." Roald said to the young man who was cooking with his body bent.

Hearing this, the boy's hand stopped for a moment, and then started cooking smoothly. In his opinion, nothing was as sacred as cooking.

Not to mention, Wangxiang was just a joke he had with those people back then. If it weren't for the time being completed these few days, he wouldn't have cared about it. But he was a little curious about who made the unexpected turnaround. You must know that everything was calculated and he was very confident in himself.

Seeing his master like this, Roald naturally did not dare to say much, and still bowed respectfully, waiting for his master's instructions at any time.

Finally, the man's dish was ready. When he turned around, he saw that the boy's skin was actually a trace of sickly pale, his fingers were clean and slender, and there was no stain on his white apron. He gave people the overall feeling that he was a clean and excessive person.

The boy carefully put the dishes in his hands on the table. Then he stood up straight. Roald quickly stepped forward and untied the apron on the man's body, and then served the man in a gorgeous outer robe.

If the boy who was carefully holding the dishes just now was just a beautiful restaurant, then he definitely looked aristocrat among the nobles.

"Roald serves the food, let's go." The boy said without looking back.

Without waiting for the boy's order, Roald picked up the dishes on the table and followed the boy out of the kitchen. It seemed that this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Oh, look at how filial the prince is! Even if he is already a prince now, he still cooks for the old prince every day. If I have such a son, I will wake up in my dreams!"

"Tsk. Don't urinate and look in the mirror to see what kind of person you are. Just because you want such a son, don't think about whether you are blessed to be able to live up to you!"

People outside watched Roald and the prince pass by. Many people whispered that the prince and Roald could naturally hear it, but they all regarded it as if they hadn't heard it.

However, Roald had a different feeling in his heart. How could he not know these things? But he felt that having a son like the prince may not be a good thing. Alas, thinking about the old prince, he could only sigh.

However, he only dared to sigh in his heart. If he really expressed his thoughts, I'm afraid the prince wouldn't let him go, right?

I don’t know how long they had been away. They finally arrived at a relatively secluded yard in the royal palace, where the old prince is now living here. Of course, the filial prince told people outside that the old prince is not in good health and needs rest.

As soon as they walked outside the yard, they saw the closed door slowly opening. An old face came out from behind the door, and when they saw it was the prince and Roald, they slowly retreated back to the door. Then the door creaked and opened.

After entering the door, the prince and Roald nodded slowly to the old man and said hello, and then they walked straight to the main room in front.

After entering the room, Roald put the food on the table and quickly retreated. He hadn't seen the old prince for a long time, but he knew that at such a time, it would be better not to see him. Anyway, he couldn't help him.

"Father, my son has come to see you and has made your favorite braised phoenix marrow. I don't know why I don't taste it with you." The boy stood outside the bed tent, looking at the bright bed tent and whispered.

But the person in the tent seemed to have not heard it, or he didn't want to pay attention to the boy at all, and just immersed himself in his own world.

After waiting for a while, there was still no response. The boy curled his lips boredly and walked out the door. But he would not feel disappointed. Anyway, he had to eat this dish even if he wanted to eat it, and he still had to eat it if he didn't want to. Think about how much energy he spent to learn how to cook, wasn't it just to wait for the arrival of this day?

Old guy, is it really not a person who can take revenge? He is always careful and cautious every day. You have to know how much energy he has spent to make him relax his guard, hum.

The bed tent finally moved, but at this time the prince had long known where he went. A hand like a chicken's feet slowly poked out from behind the bed tent, trembling, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Finally, the bed tent was pulled open, and the old man was already out of breath and didn't even have the strength to sit down, but he still looked at the food on the table with a longing look on his face. In fact, he knew he shouldn't eat it, but could he really not eat it? If he didn't eat it, wouldn't he die?!

This old man is nothing but the prince who was the previous one here. He just didn't expect to be tortured to this by his own son.

In the end, the old man struggled to sit up, then stumbled to the table, and started eating voraciously. While eating, the old man cried. It was because of these foods that he became what he is now! He didn't want to be careful about his son at the beginning. This was the first time he was so careless in his life, but he didn't expect that it was because of this carelessness that he turned himself into what he is now! How could he not hate? What's more, the person who turned himself into this now is not someone else, but his son!

At this moment, the prince was standing outside the door, looking inexplicably. Roald stood beside the prince, and he didn't dare to say a word. Their prince was really too moody!

"Roald, what do you think that person looks like? He ruined my plan?" Finally the prince spoke. He was really upset now and needed someone to relax.
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