When the Eighth Prince came out, he indeed hadn't eaten.
He was the least favored prince in the palace. The Imperial Kitchens always prioritized the favored princes and consorts first before it was his turn as the least favored one.
Today, because the Empress suddenly wanted to eat a novel dish, all the chefs in the Imperial Kitchen were transferred over, so it was already an hour past lunchtime, but he still hadn't eaten breakfast.
When the meal finally arrived, the Third Prince also came.
He had no power and didn't dare to offend the Third Prince over something like eating, so he followed him out.
On the way, he didn't feel anything because he was in a hurry. When he saw the sunflower seeds and snacks on the table, his stomach started to growl.
Moreover, in front of Jiujiu, he didn't need to be restrained and ate very happily.
However, he couldn't tell Jiujiu that he was having a bad time in the palace, so he found an excuse. "I'm growing now. I'm hungry after eating."
It was easy to feel hungry when growing.
Jiujiu didn't think that a prince would starve in a place like the palace, so she didn't think too much about it. She put the snacks in front of her that she thought were delicious in front of the Eighth Prince and poured him a cup of tea. "Eat slowly. Don't choke."
Jiujiu's soft words made the osmanthus cake in the Eighth Prince's mouth taste a little sweet.
After swallowing the osmanthus cake in his mouth, the Eighth Prince looked at Jiujiu and couldn't help but ask again, "Sister, why are you so good to me?"
After the Eighth Prince said this, he added, "Sister, I want to hear the truth. Can I?"
"The truth is that I'm the youngest in my family. When I see people, I either call them brother or sister. So I really want a younger brother or sister. I haven't met a younger sister, but I want you as my younger brother. Are you willing to be my younger brother?"
the Eighth Prince quickly nodded. "I'm willing."
He couldn't be happier. How could he not be willing?
Although he had seven brothers and five sisters, none of them truly treated him as a younger brother.
Instead, it was Jiujiu, who was not related to him by blood, who treated him the best.
If he could, he would rather use all of his brothers and sisters in exchange for Jiujiu being his sister.
The Eighth Prince agreed very quickly. His eagerness made Jiujiu laugh out loud.
Jiujiu pinched the Eighth Prince's cheek and said, "Then you will be my younger brother from now on. Don't worry, I will take care of you."
The Eighth Prince nodded heavily. He also believed that Jiujiu would take good care of him.
When Mo Zhiyuan saw how the Eighth Prince called out to Jiujiu with his crisp voice, she instantly smiled.
"Only you would dare to do this."
When others saw the princes, they were all respectful. Only Jiujiu dared to pinch the prince's cheek and make him call her sister.
However, looking at the Eighth Prince's happy expression, it seemed that he was willing to call Jiujiu sister.
Jiujiu smiled. "We don't ask where a hero comes from."
In response to Jiujiu's words, the Eighth Prince simply nodded. Looking at his cute appearance, Jiujiu couldn't help but pinch the Eighth Prince's cheek. He was really so cute that it made her heart soften.
There would always be a time to reunite.
The banquet soon ended. After the Third Prince bid farewell to Jiujiu, he left with the Eighth Prince without looking back.
Looking at the Eighth Prince who was reluctant to part with Jiujiu, Mo Zhiyuan jokingly said, "the Eighth Prince is really considerate."
Although the Third Prince's words were pleasant to hear, in terms of actions, he really couldn't compare to the Eighth Prince who was a child.
Jiujiu waved at the Eighth Prince and said, "The two of us hit it off."
"That's true. I've never seen the Eighth Prince treat anyone as well as sister."
Although the Eighth Prince was the least eye-catching of the eight princes, to the officials, he was still a prince.
Although the Eighth Prince didn't put on any airs, he always had a strong sense of alienation. After so many years, she had only seen the Eighth Prince get close to Jiujiu.
Jiujiu smiled proudly, but didn't tell Mo Zhiyuan why.
Soon, Zheng Wei 'an came to pick up Jiujiu.
Seeing Zheng Wei 'an again, Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks flushed red again. Her eyes flickered and she didn't know whether she should look at Zheng Wei' an or not.
Mo Zhiyuan's series of small actions amused Jiujiu so much that she couldn't help but laugh.
Jiujiu looked at Zheng Wei 'an who was asking her with his eyes why she wasn't leaving. She sighed in her heart and said to Mo Zhiyuan, "Sister Zhiyuan, see you in three days."
'See you in three days', this suggestive words made Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks redden again.
Moreover, because it was in front of Zheng Wei 'an, Mo Zhiyuan couldn't hold back the shyness in her heart and quickly turned to leave.
Looking at Mo Zhiyuan's fleeing figure, Jiujiu chuckled. She looked at her brother, who had an ignorant look on his face, and said, "Brother, I'm hungry. Let's go home."
Hearing his sister say that she was hungry, Zheng Wei 'an hurriedly carried Jiujiu to the carriage and returned home as fast as he could.
When they returned to the General's residence, Zheng Wei 'an immediately called for the servants to serve food while gently comforting Jiujiu, "Little sister, do you want to eat some snacks to fill your stomach first?"
"Just now at the banquet, I ate a stomach full of snacks and drank a stomach full of tea. I don't want to eat snacks now, I just want to eat."
Speaking of snacks, it was all the Eighth Prince's fault. The way he ate the snacks was so sweet that Jiujiu couldn't help but eat as well.
The snacks were too sweet, so she could only drink tea to suppress the sweetness.
After this time, she didn't want to see those snacks for a long time.
"Okay, okay, okay. Then let's not eat snacks and eat."
Zheng Wei 'an said to Jiujiu in a coaxing tone, "I just heard from Qingliu that Mother had someone cook bird's nest porridge for you. Do you want to drink a small bowl of this first?"
Thinking of the taste of the bird's nest porridge, Jiujiu nodded, "Then I'll drink some of this first."
Hearing Jiujiu say to drink some bird's nest porridge first, Zheng Wei 'an immediately went to the kitchen to personally bring the bird's nest porridge for Jiujiu to drink.
After drinking a small bowl of bird's nest porridge, her rumbling stomach instantly felt a lot better. After eating her fill, Jiujiu looked at Zheng Wei 'an who was sitting opposite her with a gentle face. She suddenly understood why Mo Zhiyuan liked him.
Those literati always liked to have tender feelings for the fairer sex, but they would never understand that what a woman wanted was not to be pampered, but to be indifferent to others, but only to spoil and pamper her.
Zheng Wei 'an, this kind of man who didn't understand romantic feelings, was the most moving.
Jiujiu held her chin with one hand and looked at Zheng Wei 'an, "Big brother, what do you think of Chang' an Junzhu Miss Mo?"
Zheng Wei 'an, who was looking at his little sister's cute appearance, immediately frowned when he heard his little sister's question. After thinking carefully for a moment, he honestly shook his head, "No impression."
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