Ran Shaotang, who was full of wine and food but had no hands on the spring water, suppressed the hiccups and quickly climbed into the car, looking leisurely at the almighty coachman Meng De.

He thought to himself, no wonder Zong Zhengshen didn't take his servants with him when he went out. It turned out that Meng De was an all-around player. Let alone his incomparable driving skills, let's talk about his cooking skills. Gao Xi's delicious dishes are delicious and delicious.

Even better than Uncle Qin and Xie Shisan's cooking, she almost couldn't control her mouth when eating.

Thinking of Xie Shisan, I had to blame him for his poor driving skills, which resulted in his head still being wrapped with a bandage.

If a talent like Meng De followed her, she would save herself a lot of worries.

When her business grows so big that she becomes rich enough to rival the country, she will find ways to pry people over.

Zong Zhengshen wouldn't give it to her, so she would exchange it for her treasure.

As for what kind of treasure Zong Zhengshen would like, she would know after a while of trying it out.

Zong Zhengshen washed his hands three times and applied some moisturizing cream on his hands before he got into the car with satisfaction and sat across from Shaotang.

Shaotang smelled the elegant rosin and asked seriously: "Your Highness, do you have mysophobia?"

"How can you, a half-hearted doctor, still diagnose hidden illnesses?" Zong Zhengshen glanced at her with great disdain.

Shaotang disagreed: "This does not require medical skills, you can know it as long as you observe carefully."

"You washed your hands three times and wiped and disinfected the bowls and chopsticks when eating. I accidentally touched your tea cup. Before you could say anything, Meng De immediately replaced it with a brand new one. You must take the dishes I picked up.

Avoid contact with it. All circumstances indicate that you have mysophobia."

This disease can be cured.

Zong Zhengshen listened patiently to her criticizing his behavior during the meal. He raised his eyelids displeasedly and glanced at Ran Shaotang, who was blushing, and didn't bother to talk to her anymore.

She ate more than him and ran faster than him when she got in the car.

He was obviously trying to teach her how to cook, but in the end he actually did it himself.

How could he unknowingly fall for her deception and be manipulated by her without even realizing it?

This little girl is poisonous. If you look at her from a distance, you won't be able to get close to her.

Zong Zhengshen remained silent and leaned against the wall of the compartment. He took out the bamboo slips again and prepared to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge and stopped talking to her.

Ran Shaotang reflected on himself: She said he had mysophobia and it was not a curse word. Why was she so afraid of avoiding him?

Maybe he picked up the last piece of venison on the plate and did not show humility to Zong Zhengshen who also extended his chopsticks. This made him unhappy, so he showed off his face to her.

After all, as a commoner, it is already beyond the rules to eat at the same table with the prince, let alone compete with the prince for food. Anyone who is used to "pampering oneself and being the only one" will feel offended.

At this time, Meng De had packed up his belongings and sat in front of the car, preparing to drive and continue on his way.

Shaotang lifted the corner of the car curtain, changed the strategy, climbed to the front of the car and sat next to Meng De.

When Meng De saw Ran Shaotang who was feasting just now, he was immediately excited.

"Young Master, why are you sitting here?"

"The view outside is wide and the scenery is picturesque. It's too boring to sit in the carriage." It's not just to get close to you so that I can poach you in the future.

Meng De turned his head and glanced nervously at the carriage.

My master didn't raise any objections. Then there was no need for him to invite people in.

The official road in the forest is shaded and covered, and the summer wind blows through the forest, bringing with it a sense of coolness.

Shaotang was sitting in front of the car, with towering old trees passing by. Occasionally, a frightened bird would flash its wings and fly into the sky. Shaotang looked envious and sighed: "It would be great if people could be as free as a bird."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to get to the point, preparing to brainwash Meng De with the temptation of "how valuable it is to be free", when she heard the window grille of the carriage being pushed open suddenly, and something carrying a gust of wind hit her ears with lightning speed.

The momentum reaches the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a poor little bird fell straight from the sky, and landed not far in front of the carriage with a clatter.

Shaotang only had time to glance sideways at Xiaoque's innocent body before the carriage ran past him and headed towards the boulevard ahead.

"You?" Shaotang turned around and lifted the curtain, glaring at the culprit Zong Zhengshen.

But he smiled contemptuously: "If you want to be free, you must have the ability to avoid danger and protect yourself. Otherwise, your so-called freedom is just asking for death."

Shaotang endured a lot of swearing, and finally pushed it to the tip of his tongue and swallowed it.

Could it be that Zong Zhengshen saw through his intention to pry him into a corner, so he used this move to warn himself?

Is her inner thoughts so obvious?

Ran Shaotang glanced regretfully at the expressionless Meng De, sighed heavily, turned around and climbed back into the carriage.

Meng De was baffled by this look from her, and felt a chill running down his spine. He always felt like he was being plotted against.

Zongzheng cautiously closed the window grille again, picked up the tea cup in front of the table and sipped tea leisurely.

Shaotang deliberately disgusted him, holding the teapot in his hand like an antique treasure, and touched it all over his body.

Zong Zhengshen frowned in disgust and immediately gave up his intention of refilling his glass.

Shaotang remembered that Zong Zhengshen's mother-in-law was the most favored concubine of Emperor Zhou Rao. It was said that the concubine loved to be clean and must bathe three times a day. She was famous for being harsh on others and herself.

It is said that after his mother-in-law gave birth to Zong Zhengshen, she used illness as an excuse to avoid seeing anyone and only focused on raising her son. Until Zong Zhengshen was ten years old, she was sent to the Royal Buddhist Hall by Emperor Zhou Rao to devote herself to cultivation.

Buddha.

Zong Zhengshen grew up with such a mother, and psychological distortion was inevitable.

Maybe that's why he had mysophobia and decided to fight fire with fire.

"Third Highness, do you know that mysophobia is a disease? The cause is related to the abuse you suffered as a child, and it is also related to the excessive mental stress and pressure you are currently fighting for power. Whenever there is a big event, you can't wait to wash the house with water three times and wash yourself.

You wish you could bathe three times in the sun. You hate yourself for this behavior and are worried that your father will abandon you just like he abandoned your mother and concubine, so you always want to change, but you can't change it, like..."

She kept talking without stopping. Zong Zhengshen's seemingly fair and delicate hand suddenly pinched her neck. Shaotang was choked so hard that she couldn't breathe. Her pretty little face turned red.

.

She knew that these words would definitely offend Zong Zhengshen.

Sure enough, judging from Zong Zhengshen's reaction, he was often mentally abused by his mother and concubine when he was a child. At least he suffered a harsh and cruel education.

Psychologically speaking, most people with severe mysophobia are caused by the words and deeds of their parents, which play a subtle role in the growth of their children.

His mother-in-law was one of the culprits.

When he grows up, he will have to take over the throne, and the pressure will be greater than that of ordinary people.

The mysophobia formed when I was a child will expand infinitely little by little and evolve into what it is now.

Shaotang's breathing became increasingly difficult. She had to close her eyes and secretly mobilize her inner energy, hoping to fight him to the death.

Just when she was about to fight back, her neck relaxed and fresh air rushed into her lungs like nectar.

She breathed greedily and coughed from time to time.

"You lunatic." Fortunately, her voice was low and she spoke intermittently, so Zong Zhengshen didn't hear her clearly.

He told himself that the reason why he let go was because Ran Shaotang was a pawn on the road to seizing the throne in the future.

In fact, he knew better than anyone else that he just saw disdain, contempt, ridicule, and tenacity that would not give up even in desperate situations on Ran Shaotang's face.

This was the fundamental reason that forced him to return to reason and let go.

"Ahem, you, you..." Ran Shaotang wanted to accuse him of treating human life as nothing, but felt that it was nonsense, so he might as well say something useful.
Chapter completed!