Chapter 3162 His frost, my honey 9

  The Eighth Prince did not eat when he came out.

  He is the least favored prince in the palace. The imperial dining room is always close to the favored princes and concubines, and finally he is the one who is not favored.

  But today, because the Queen’s wife wanted to eat a novel dish on a whim, she adjusted all the cooks in the imperial dining room, so half an hour had passed since lunch, and he had not been able to use breakfast yet.

   Finally waited until the meal came, and the third prince also came.

  He had no power and no influence, and he didn't dare to offend the third princes because of things like eating, so he came out.

  Because of the hurry on the road, he still didn't feel much. When he saw the melon seed snacks on the table here, his stomach began to gurgle without interest.

  Moreover, in front of Jiujiu, he doesn't have to be restrained, and he eats extraordinarily sweet.

  But he was not good at telling Jiu Jiu that his life in the palace was so bad, so he found a reason, "I am growing up now, and I am hungry not long after eating."

  It’s really easy to feel hungry when you grow up.

And Jiujiu never thought that a prince would go hungry in a place like the palace, nor did he think deeply. He casually put the delicious snack in front of him in front of the eighth prince, and poured him a cup of tea. "Slow down." Eat, stop choking."

   Jiujiu’s whispers made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the mouth of the eighth prince a little sweet in an instant.

  Send the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the tea, the eighth prince looked at Jiujiu and couldn’t help asking again, “Sister, why are you being so good to me.”

After the eighth prince said this sentence, he added another sentence, "Sister, I want to hear the truth, can I?"

"The truth is that I am the youngest in my family. I see people calling either my brother or my sister, so I especially want a younger sibling. I haven’t met a younger sister. But you, the younger brother, I’m going to make a decision. You Would you like to be my brother?"

  The eighth prince nodded quickly, "I am willing."

  He is too late to be happy, how could he be unwilling?

  Although he has seven older brothers and five older sisters, no one really treats him as a younger brother.

  Instead, Jiujiu, who has no blood relationship with him, treats him best.

  If possible, he would rather trade all his elder brothers and sisters for Jiu Jiu to be his sister.

  The eight princes agreed very quickly, and he couldn't wait to make a laugh.

  Jiu Jiu smoothly squeezed the eighth prince’s cheek, "Then you will be my brother from now on, don't worry, I will take care of you."

  The eighth prince nodded, and he also believed that Jiujiu would take good care of him.

  The eighth prince shouted with a crisp voice like sister Jiu Jiu. Seeing Mo Zhiyuan’s eyes, Mo Zhiyuan smiled instantly.

   "That means you dare to do this."

  Others saw that the prince was respectful, so Jiujiu dared to pinch the prince’s cheek and let people call her sister.

   However, looking at the happy appearance of the Eighth Prince, he was willing to call Jiujiu this sister.

   Jiu Jiu smiled, "We are called heroes without asking where they came from."

  In response to Jiujiu’s words, the eighth prince nodded neatly. The cute looking Jiujiu couldn’t help but pinch the eighth prince’s cheek. She was so cute that she softened her heart and liver.

  Sometimes to get together.

  The banquet ended soon. After the three princes bid farewell to Jiujiu, they took the eighth prince and left without looking back.

  Looking at the eighth prince who looked back at one step and three times, Mo Zhiyuan joked, "The eighth prince is a deliberate one."

  Although the words of the third prince are nice, but in terms of actions, it is really not as true as the eighth prince.

  Jiujiu waved to the eighth prince and said, "We two fell in love."

   "This is true. I have never seen the Eighth Prince treat his sister this way."

  Although the eight princes are the least eye-catching among the eight princes, to their courtiers, they are after all the princes.

  Although the eight princes don't have any pretensions, they always have a strong sense of alienation towards people. For so many years, she has seen the eight princes get close to Jiujiu.

   Jiu Jiu smiled triumphantly, but did not tell Mo Zhiyuan why.

   Soon, Zheng Weian came to pick up Jiujiu.

   Seeing Zheng Wei'an again, Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks turned into a shameful red again, and a pair of eyes flickered. He didn't know if he should look at Zheng Wei'an or shouldn't look at Zheng Wei'an.

  Mo Zhiyuan's series of small actions amused Jiu Jiu couldn't help laughing.

  Jiujiu glanced at Zheng Weian, who asked with his eyes why he still didn’t leave. He sighed in his heart and stopped, and said to Mo Zhiyuan, "Sister Zhiyuan, see you in three days."

  The suggestive words of'see you in three days' made Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks red again.

  Moreover, because it was in front of Zheng Wei'an, Mo Zhiyuan could no longer bear the shyness in her heart and turned around and left quickly.

  Looking at Mo Zhiyuan’s back, Jiu Jiu chuckled and looked at her brother who didn’t know anything, and said, “Brother, I’m hungry, let’s go home.”

  Hearing his sister said she was hungry, Zheng Wei'an quickly carried Jiujiu onto the carriage and returned home as quickly as possible.

  Returning to the General’s Mansion, Zheng Wei’an immediately called for someone to serve dinner, while comforting Jiujiu in a warm voice, “Sister, do you want to eat some snacks to cushion your belly?”

   "I just ate a snack at the banquet and drank a cup of tea. I don't want to eat snacks, I want to eat."

   Speaking of eating dim sum, it all depends on the eighth prince. The appearance of his dim sum is extraordinarily sweet, and Jiu Jiu can't help but follow it.

  The dessert is sweet and greasy, she can only drink tea to suppress the sweet greasiness.

  After this time, she didn't want to see those snacks for a long time.

   "Okay, OK, then let's eat without snacks."

  Zheng Wei'an said to Jiujiu in a coaxing tone, "I just heard Qingliu say that my mother made bird's nest porridge for you. Would you like to drink a small bowl of this first?"

   Thinking of the taste of bird's nest porridge, Jiujiu nodded, "Then drink this first."

  Heard Jiujiu said to drink some bird's nest porridge first, Zheng Weian immediately went to the kitchen to bring bird's nest porridge to Jiujiu to drink.

A small bowl of bird’s nest porridge made my stomach feel a lot more comfortable when I was gurgling. After eating, Jiujiu looked at Zheng Wei’an, who was sitting across from him and looking at him tenderly. Suddenly I felt that I don’t know why Yuan would like him. NS.

  Those literati and mosques have always liked Lianxiangxiyu, but they will never understand that what a woman wants is not petting, but you are indifferent and ruthless to others, and you are alone in favoring me.

  The sudden tenderness of Zheng Wei'an, a man who is incomprehensible, is the most moving.

  Jiujiu put his chin in one hand, and looked at Zheng Wei'an, "Big Brother, what do you think of Chang'an Princess Mo?"

   Zheng Weian, who was watching his little sister’s cute appearance, immediately frowned and thought about it after hearing her little sister’s question. After thinking about it for a moment, he honestly shook his head, "No impression."

  (End of this chapter)