The eighth prince did not eat when he came out.

He is the most unpopular prince in the palace. The imperial kitchen is always tightened with the favored princes and concubines, and finally he is the unpopular one.

Today, because the Queen suddenly had a whim and wanted to eat a new dish, she transferred all the chefs in the imperial kitchen, so it had been half an hour since lunch time and he had not yet used breakfast.

After finally waiting for the meal to come, the third prince also came.

He had no power and no power, and did not dare to offend the third prince because of eating, so he followed him out.

I didn't feel anything about rushing on the road. When I got here and saw the melon seeds on the table, his stomach started to gush without any chance.

Moreover, he didn't have to be restrained in front of Jiujiu, and he ate it very sweetly.

However, he couldn't tell Jiujiu that he had lived in the palace so badly, so he found a reason, "I'm growing up now, and I'm hungry not long after I finished eating."

It is indeed easy to feel hungry when you grow up.

Jiujiu never thought that a prince would starve in a place like the palace, nor did she think deeply. She casually put the delicious snacks in front of her and poured him a cup of tea, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Jiujiu's whispers made the osmanthus cake in the Eighth Prince's mouth a little sweet in an instant.

After sending the osmanthus cake in his mouth in the tea, the eighth prince looked at Jiujiu and couldn't help asking again, "Sister, why are you so kind to me?"

After the eighth prince finished speaking, he added, "Sister, I want to hear the truth, is that okay?"

"To be honest, I am the youngest one in my family. When I see people, I either call myself brother or sister, so I really want a younger brother. I haven't met my sister, but I'm going to make up for your younger brother. Are you willing to be my younger brother?"

The eighth prince nodded quickly, "I do."

He was too late to be happy, how could he be unwilling to do so?

Although he had seven brothers and five sisters, none of them really treated him as a younger brother.

On the contrary, Jiujiu, a person who has no blood relationship with him, is the best for him.

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

The eighth prince agreed very quickly, and his impatient appearance made Jiujiu laugh out loud.

Jiujiu pinched 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 focused on the key points, and he also believed that Jiujiu would take good care of him.

The eighth prince called out to Sister Jiujiu in a crisp voice, and saw Mo Zhiyuan's eyes, and Mo Zhiyuan smiled instantly.

"That's when you dare to do this."

Others were respectful when they saw the prince, so Jiujiu dared to pinch the prince's cheek and made others call her sister.

However, seeing the eighth prince's happy appearance, I think he was willing to call Jiujiu sister.

Jiujiu smiled, "We call heroes without asking where they are."

Regarding Jiujiu's words, the Eighth Prince nodded neatly. Jiujiu looked so cute that she couldn't help pinching the Eighth Prince's cheek. She was such a cute little cutie who made her heart soft.

There are always times when we get together.

The banquet ended quickly. After the third prince said goodbye to Jiujiu, he left without looking back.

Looking at the eighth prince who turned around in one step and was reluctant to part with Jiujiu, Mo Zhiyuan joked, "The eighth prince is a deliberate person."

Although the third prince said it nicely, he was really not as real as the eighth prince in terms of actions.

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

"This is true. I have never seen anyone who cares about my sister."

Although the Eighth Prince is the least eye-catching of the eight princes, for these ministers, they are princes after all.

Although the Eighth Prince has no airs, she always has a strong sense of alienation towards people. Over the years, she has seen the Eighth Prince get close to Jiujiu.

Jiujiu smiled proudly, but did not tell Mo Zhiyuan why.

Soon, Zheng Wei'an came to pick up Jiujiu.

Seeing Zheng Wei'an again, Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks turned shy red again, and his eyes flashed and dodged. I wonder if I should look at Zheng Wei'an or not.

Mo Zhiyuan's series of small movements made Jiujiu laugh out loud.

Jiujiu glanced at her and asked her why she hadn't left yet. She sighed in her heart 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 turn red again.

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

Looking at Mo Zhiyuan's back as he ran away in the desert, Jiujiu chuckled, looked at her brother who knew nothing, and said, "Brother, I'm hungry, let's go home."

When Zheng Wei'an heard his sister say she was hungry, he quickly carried Jiujiu to the carriage and returned home as fast as possible.

When he returned to the general's mansion, Zheng Wei'an immediately called someone to serve food and comforted Jiujiu with a gentle voice, "Sister, do you want to eat some snacks first to make your stomach?"

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

When it comes to eating dim sum, it depends on the eighth prince. He looks particularly sweet when eating dim sum, so Jiujiu couldn't help but eat it.

The dessert was sweet and greasy, so she could only drink tea to suppress the sweetness and greasyness.

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

"Okay, okay, then let's have a meal if we don't have snacks."

Zheng Wei'an said to Jiujiu in a tone of coaxing the child, "I just heard Qingliu say that my mother asked me to make bird's nest porridge for you. Do you want to drink a small bowl of this first?"

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

When he heard Jiujiu say that he would drink some bird's nest porridge first, Zheng Wei'an immediately went to the kitchen to bring the bird's nest porridge for Jiujiu to drink.

After a small bowl of bird's nest porridge, my stomach, which was originally gushing, became much more comfortable in an instant. After eating, Jiujiu looked at Zheng Wei'an, who was sitting opposite him and looking at him with a gentle face, suddenly felt why Mo Zhiyuan liked him.

Those literati and poets have always liked to be pampered, but they will never understand that women want not to pamper, but your indifference and ruthless preference for others and doting towards me alone.

The momentary tenderness of a man like Zheng Wei'an who is ignorant of the charm is the most touching.

Jiujiu held her chin with one hand and looked at Zheng Wei'an, "Brother, what do you think of Miss Mo, Princess Chang'an?"
Chapter completed!