"Because you call me a fairy."

Jiujiu thinks that the Eighth Prince is good at everything, soft and cute, and she likes to ask some messy questions.

Why are there so many good things to be with a person?

She likes the Eighth Prince and thinks he is good, so she wants to be nice to him. Isn’t it normal? Why did she come to him and ask a question why, it really makes people bald.

At this time, the third prince walked to them and handed the snack he had been wrapping with brocade parfait to Jiujiu, and said with a smile, "This is a bit far from the city. I specially brought some pastries to satisfy my hunger. Should the girl use some pads to cushion your belly?"

Jiujiu looked at the third prince and picked up a piece of pastry.

Just when the third prince thought Jiujiu was going to eat, Jiujiu handed the pastry to the eighth prince, "You must be hungry after running for a long time with your kite. Let's eat it."

Although the Eighth Prince knew in his heart that he would be unhappy if he had eaten this pastry, the third prince would have been handed over to him by Jiujiu, so he couldn't bear to eat it, so he took the pastry and started eating it carefully.

Seeing that Jiujiu handed the pastry to the eighth prince, she didn't eat it, the smile on the third prince's face was inevitably a little stiff.

However, he knew that a real man could bend and stretch, and still smiled and said to Jiujiu, "I didn't expect that the girl was the daughter of the general of the country."

In response to the compliment of the third prince, Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled, and replied, "I didn't expect you to be the third prince."

Hearing the words that he was the third prince from Jiujiu's mouth, the third prince instantly curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled. His proud look made Jiujiu want to slap him in the face.

Before the third prince could be proud, he heard Jiujiu say again, "But, like the people in our general's mansion who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, can't do anything to lose their younger brothers and sisters. How can you, a prince, be careless? It's really surprising."

Instead of waiting for praise, he was ridiculed by Jiujiu. The third prince's face instantly turned into a pig's liver. No matter how clever his tongue was in the past, he couldn't even say a word.

Seeing that the third prince was speechless by what he said, Jiujiu chuckled and stopped paying attention to the third prince. Instead, she lowered her head and said to the eighth prince, "I bought osmanthus cake specifically today. Do you want to try it?"

The eighth prince nodded obediently, and Jiujiu ignored the third prince and took the eighth prince to Zheng Wei'an to get the osmanthus cake.

Looking at Jiujiu and the Eighth Prince's back as he left, the third prince's face instantly twisted into a ball.

He thought that he would take the initiative to take the Eighth Prince out for fun and would definitely wash away his negative impression in Jiujiu's heart, but he didn't expect that Jiujiu would still remember what happened that day. He was irresponsible and really angered him to death.

Jiujiu just arrived in front of Zheng Wei'an and raised her hand. Zheng Wei'an immediately took out the osmanthus cake.

When you open the wrapped oil paper, the fragrance of the osmanthus cake will immediately be emitted. Although it is made of dried osmanthus, it tastes unique because of the shopkeeper's skill.

Of course, it is not as good as the imperial chef in the palace.

However, no matter how good the imperial chef's skills are, they cannot be humane.

Just like the mung bean cake that Jiujiu gave herself last time, the Eighth Prince ate the osmanthus cake very seriously.

The eighth prince held the osmanthus cake in both hands, like a little hamster, his mouth opened and closed, and even swallowed all the debris. Jiujiu couldn't help laughing when she looked cute.

Jiujiu pinched the Eighth Prince's cheek, looked up at Zheng Wei'an, who was smiling at him, and said, "Brother, I will take care of Xiao Ba for me in the National Academy in the future."

Zheng Wei'an looked puzzled, "Xiao Ba?"

The eighth prince, who was eating osmanthus cake, also raised his head, his eyes were full of confusion.

The cute appearance of the eighth prince made Jiujiu unable to help pinch his cheek again, and said with a smile, "It's you, why, you don't like this nickname?"

The Eighth Prince, "I like it, thank you sister."

Zheng Wei'an, "..."

He gave the prince a nickname and asked the prince to call him his sister, and his sister had a promising future.

After shedding the kites, the time was almost over, so the four of them formed a team back to the capital.

Jiujiu and Zheng Wei'an have a horse, and the eighth prince and the third prince have a horse.

Although Zheng Wei'an is a straight man, as a sister, he is very particular about his sister's affairs.

Therefore, the saddle was covered with thick blankets, and even if he rode his horse, Jiujiu would not feel any discomfort.

The third prince originally treated the eighth prince as a tool person, so he naturally would not care whether the eighth prince would feel uncomfortable. Therefore, his saddle was completely according to his preferences.

The Eighth Prince is young and has tender skin. When the third prince is running wildly, the saddle rubs against the tender flesh on the root of his thighs, and the Eighth Prince's face instantly turns white.

Seeing the eighth prince's forehead sweating due to discomfort, Jiujiu quickly pretended to be uncomfortable being bumped by the horse, and asked Zheng Wei'an to slow down.

Zheng Wei'an slowed down, and the third prince naturally slowed down too.

The Eighth Prince felt better.

Because the road was slower, it was much later that I arrived in Beijing than before.

The four of them randomly found a restaurant to have dinner and left.

After returning home, Jiujiu continued to start her own confinement life.

And the eighth prince is not as comfortable as Jiujiu.

Because Jiujiu just talks to him and plays with him and ignores the third prince, he gets the jealousy of the third prince.

On the way back, the third prince questioned the third prince with an ugly expression, "Did you say something to Miss Zheng?"

Why did she ignore her love?

The eighth prince shook his head repeatedly, "I didn't tell Miss Zheng about the emperor's brother. I think it's probably because I'm young, so Miss Zheng is willing to tell me more."

In ancient times, men and women have different ages. Although the eighth prince is already eight years old, his appearance is beautiful, and his white and tender look looks like a little baby, which is easy to ignore that he is eight years old.

Thinking about it this way can make sense.

However, the third prince felt a little uncomfortable. After sending the eighth prince back, he went straight to his mother's Yichun Palace.

After hearing the scary report that the third prince had come, Concubine Li quickly brought someone to serve pastries and tea.

"My mother, I'm back."

Before seeing the person, I made a sound.

Concubine Li quickly stood up from the chair, looked at the third prince who entered the inner room to pay her respects, and quickly pulled it up, looking at the third prince and said, "My son is back."

The third prince picked up the tea on the table and drank three cups to quench his thirst. Then he said to Concubine Li, "Mom, then Zheng Shuxian is so ignorant."

"What? She didn't talk to you?" Concubine Li frowned and thought for a moment. "Although she came from the kind of place in the general's mansion, Princess Changping is a sensible person. She is not young anymore and she can kiss you in two years. It is normal for you to speak differently."
Chapter completed!