Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 173 The Prince is Too Awesome

This person didn't even get into the water! With just a casual move, he accomplished what she had been trying to do for half an hour and still couldn't do!

Are you angry?

Xiao Guoer sighed that the Eighth Prince was indeed quite something, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but sigh that she was too weak and useless!

Seeing Xiao Guoer standing there in a daze without moving, Zhao Yunrong urged her impatiently, "Aren't you going to catch fish? Why don't you bring it up?"

Xiao Guoer took stiff steps and struggled to pull out the wooden stick that had been stuck in the riverbed. The fish with its body pierced through was still struggling with its mouth open.

The dying fish was quite big, enough for the two of them to eat.

Thinking about the delicious fish meat after it was grilled, Xiao Guo'er's shameful unhappiness disappeared immediately, and she said in a light tone, "My lord, you were injured but still managed to hit the target, you are really amazing!"

Xiao Guoer excitedly held up the wooden stick with the fish on it and turned around happily to look back at the man standing on the shore.

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the afterglow fell on her, illuminating her big eyes that were sparkling with bright light, which was even more dazzling than the sunlight behind her.

This vivid and magnificent scene that suddenly caught his eyes made the usually calm and composed Eighth Prince dazed.

Zhao Yunrong stared at the dancing figure, watching her waving the wooden stick in her hand, her eyes focused on the fish that was about to be served, her eyes flashing with an unusually bright light. The indescribable strange feeling surged in her heart again.

He was clearly in a dangerous situation where he could be hunted by assassins at any time, and was struggling to survive as if he was in the wilderness. But when he saw that man's carefree smile, his heart unexpectedly calmed down.

Xiao Guoer climbed up the shore with difficulty, holding the fish, then sat down on the ground and began to put on his shoes and socks.

The two wet little feet, in the afterglow of the setting sun, exude an alluring luster as if they were soaked in honey.

Xiao Guoer put on her cotton socks as if no one was around, and didn't notice the Eighth Prince's pupils suddenly shrinking.

Zhao Yunrong looked at his overly white, delicate and small feet, and suddenly felt a strong sense of disobedience.

Such small and delicate feet really shouldn't be born on a man, they are too delicate. They should be born on a woman who is as delicate and beautiful as a willow in the wind, charming and tempting.

After the two returned to the cave together, Xiao Guoer picked up a dagger and carefully cleaned the fish's scales and internal organs one by one.

Then there was the thorny issue of making a fire.

In order to grill the fish well, you must first make a fire, which made Xiao Guoer worried again.

Drilling wood to make fire? Is it possible?

Let's give it a try. There's no other way to get fire right now.

At first, Zhao Yunrong watched Xiao Guo'er busying in and out twice, picking up some dead branches and leaves, and did not notice anything unusual.

It was not until Xiao Guoer turned her back to him and started to use one wooden stick to rotate on another wooden stick repeatedly that he noticed something strange.

He frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Guoer held the thin wooden stick tightly in both hands and used all his strength to make it spin rapidly in his hands.

As time passed, she felt a tingling pain in her palms, as if she was about to get blisters from the friction of the rough wooden stick, but the contact point between the stick and the wood remained motionless, without even a sign of sparks or smoke!

Just when she was feeling extremely annoyed, she heard the Eighth Prince's question without even raising her head.

Feeling impatient, he casually replied, "Didn't you see? I'm lighting the fire!"

The puzzlement on Zhao Yunrong's face became more and more intense, with an expression of incomprehension and unbelievable, as if he didn't understand how someone could come up with such a stupid idea. He didn't care about the man's impudent and rude attitude, but just asked calmly, "Why don't you use a fire stick?"

Xiao Guoer froze instantly, her hands still tightly holding the stick. She turned her head slowly, staring at the Eighth Prince who was sitting there calmly with an unbelievable and complicated look, and her tone was hesitant, "You mean... you have a fire starter?"

Zhao Yunrong said "hmm" softly, and then saw Xiao Guoer take a deep breath, then sigh heavily, then turn her head away from him, and asked slowly in a voice that was almost gritting her teeth, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Are you happy to watch me do such a stupid thing with so much effort?"

For some reason, when Zhao Yunrong heard this, he was not angry because of the other party's disrespectful tone, but even found it a little funny.

Especially when he saw the thin figure with his back to him, it seemed as if he was angry and embarrassed.

He suppressed his strong smile and replied calmly, "You didn't ask me either."

Xiao Guoer suddenly felt like the top of her head was about to fly off with anger!

This person! This is really too much!

I worked so hard preparing dinner for two of us, but he just stood by and watched. Now he actually said such words!

I worked so hard preparing dinner for two of us, but he just stood by and watched. Now he actually said such words!

It would be fine if she just watched without helping, after all, he was an extremely noble prince! And he was injured because he saved her, so it was only natural for her to serve him, she accepted it!

However, what made Xiao Guoer very angry and puzzled was that the prince clearly had a tinder in his hand, but he watched her trying her best to use the most clumsy method - rubbing two sticks together to make fire.

Xiao Guoer even began to suspect that he just wanted to see her make a fool of herself!

It's too much!

The angry Xiao Guoer finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to give up the work!

"Your Majesty, my hands have blisters from being worn out, and I can't work anymore! To light a fire and roast fish, I'll have to trouble you to do it yourself!"

As she spoke, Xiao Guoer picked up the processed fish and handed it directly to the Eighth Prince.

She also didn't know why she always did irrational things in front of this person, such as asking a prince who was injured while saving her to grill the fish himself.

Perhaps it's because she is in an extreme state of resentment or excitement, which causes her IQ to drop rapidly?

A strong and unpleasant fishy smell suddenly surged into Zhao Yunrong's nose, and his face instantly darkened.

He calmly raised his eyelids and squinted at the person in front of him, "Oh? You have blisters on your hands, so you can't grill fish, but I, who am seriously injured, can grill fish?"

Xiao Guoer heard the sarcasm and coldness in his words, and her face turned red at that time. Her momentum suddenly dropped by three points. Her originally angry look turned into guilty. The arm holding the fish immediately dropped, and an apologetic smile was piled on her face. She stammered in a small voice, "I was teasing you on purpose, Your Highness, to entertain you. It seems that my joke is not funny at all... Your Highness is hungry, right? Maybe you can lend me the fire starter? I will grill fish for you."

Zhao Yunrong glanced at the face of this commoner, whose expression changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book, then snorted coldly, then took out a fire starter from his bosom and handed it to him.