Seeing that Jiujiu was angry, Zheng Yi 'an immediately apologized, "My younger sister is a fairy, how can she be a fortune-teller? It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."
"It's good that you know."
Jiujiu snorted in annoyance and pouted her little mouth, making Zheng Yi 'an unable to resist pinching her little mouth.
If other ladies treated him like this, he would definitely be annoyed, but if it was his younger sister, even in Holy Love, he felt that his younger sister was obedient and cute.
If Jiujiu knew what Zheng Yi 'an was thinking, she would definitely scold him for being a damn siscon.
Just as the two of them were talking, the three Zheng Shaoyu came.
Unlike Zheng Wei 'an and Zheng Yi' an who liked martial arts, Zheng Shaoyu loved to study and was now attending classes in Imperial College. When Jiujiu said that she wanted her brother to take care of the Eighth Prince, she was referring to Zheng Shaoyu.
Zheng Shaoyu was attending classes in Imperial College and basically came back once every half a month.
Just as he came back, he heard that his younger sister had found a wife for his elder brother.
Although he didn't have any thoughts about finding a wife, what his mother said was different from what his younger sister found. Zheng Shaoyu and Zheng Yi 'an were both jealous.
In the end, it would have been better if he didn't come, but when he saw how intimate Jiujiu and Zheng Yi 'an were, he became even more jealous.
Previously, he was just a little jealous, but now, he was simply falling into a vat of vinegar.
Zheng Shaoyu took large strides and sat on the other side of Jiujiu. He looked at Jiujiu and asked, "Little sister, did you miss third brother?"
Jiujiu, who had a sweet mouth, immediately replied obediently, "Yes, I missed third brother very much."
Hearing Jiujiu say that she missed him, Zheng Shaoyu's mouth instantly curled up uncontrollably. He asked while curling up quickly, "How much did you miss him?"
Jiujiu blinked. "Just like how I miss third brother's cooking."
As soon as Jiujiu said that, Zheng Yi 'an instantly laughed out loud. He pointed at Zheng Shaoyu and said, "Third Brother, didn't you hear what your little sister said? She wants to eat the food you cook. Why don't you go to the kitchen and cook?"
Zheng Shaoyu smiled helplessly and looked at Jiujiu. "What do you want to eat? I'll get someone to prepare the ingredients and cook for you in the afternoon."
"I want to eat sweet and sour fish, sauerkraut ribs, spicy chicken, and winter melon soup."
"Okay, I'll make it in a while. Greedy little cat, you only want to eat."
Jiujiu giggled and hugged Zheng Shaoyu's arm. "That's not it. I just miss Third Brother. By the way, Third Brother, I have something for you."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she ran into the house.
Soon, Jiujiu returned with two pouches.
As for why there were only two and not three, it was because Zheng Yi 'an already had Mo Zhiyuan. In the future, he could only wear the pouches that Mo Zhiyuan embroidered for him.
Jiujiu handed the black pouch to Zheng Yi 'an, who liked to wear black, and the blue pouch to Zheng Shaoyu.
Both pouches were personally embroidered by Jiujiu. They were intricately embroidered and had exquisite patterns. Coupled with Jiujiu's special spices, they perfectly matched the attributes of the two pouches.
Jiujiu only started learning embroidery when she was locked up. Zheng Yi 'an and Zheng Shaoyu didn't expect that in a short month, Jiujiu could make such beautiful pouches. The two of them immediately put the pouches on their clothes.
Looking at the pouches that their little sister had personally embroidered, Zheng Yi 'an and Zheng Shaoyu felt like they were walking with the wind.
In the evening, the family naturally ate Zheng Shaoyu's cooking.
Because he received Jiujiu's pouches today, Zheng Shaoyu was very happy and specially made a few more dishes.
Cheng Wanyun ate the food that her son cooked and looked at Jiujiu. "Little sister, you will be getting married in a few years. If you have nothing to do, go and learn a few more home-cooked dishes from your third brother. In the future, you will be able to cook for your husband."
Jiujiu said as she stuffed rice into her mouth. "I don't want to get married. I just want to stay at home and accompany Father, Mother, and my brothers."
As for Jiujiu's wish to stay at home, the three brothers of the Zheng family were in agreement.
Their little sister should always stay at home and be pampered in the palm of their hands.
Cheng Wanyun sighed. "Mother also doesn't want you to get married. It's just that your brothers will all have to marry in the future. Your father and I can't accompany you forever. You ah, you should find someone to accompany you forever."
Jiujiu spat out the bone in her mouth and casually said, "Can't we still get married?"
Jiujiu said it casually, but everyone's eyes lit up.
The three Zheng brothers looked at each other and saw the words' So we can still get married 'in each other's eyes.
If they got married, didn't that mean that they could keep their little sister at home forever?
General Zheng and Cheng Wanyun were masters who doted on their children. When they realized that they could get married, they instantly had this idea.
General Zheng even began to think that if they were going to get married, then the status of the partner that they found for Jiujiu naturally couldn't be too high. Otherwise, the other party wouldn't be willing to marry into the family. Then, he began to think about which son of the people he knew would be willing to marry into the family.
Seeing the family fall into deep thought because of her words, Jiujiu was instantly speechless.
This family doted on their children without limits. No wonder they could directly change dynasties because of Zheng Shuxian's poor life.
Jiujiu began to feel that there was no need for her to do anything, and she could live very well.
In the following period of time, every time Jiujiu went out, she would run into the third prince.
Every time the third prince saw her, he would have a fawning attitude, and most importantly, he would not bring the Eighth Prince with him when he went out. She was unable to see the Eighth Prince, but the little cutie would frequently run into the third prince. Jiujiu could not help but feel annoyed.
After a few times, Jiujiu simply stopped going out.
Outside, the third prince could say that he had run into Jiujiu by chance, but Jiujiu no longer went out, so there was nothing that the third prince could do.
And in these interactions, the third prince clearly realized that Jiujiu had no interest in him. After discussing it with Imperial Concubine Li, he changed his target.
Since he could not win over Jiujiu, he would go look for the prime minister's daughter, Lu Xinyin.
It was just a pity that Lu Xinyin was a girl raised by the prime minister, so her mind was very sharp. As soon as the third prince tried to curry favor with her, she immediately knew what the third prince wanted to do. She directly went to the prime minister and arranged a marriage for her.
With Lu Xinyin getting married, the third prince naturally could not continue to look for Lu Xinyin. Picking and choosing from the remaining people, he could only choose Li Ruyi.
Unlike Jiujiu and Lu Xinyin, Li Ruyi was someone who especially wanted to climb up the social ladder. In her previous life, for the sake of climbing up the social ladder, she had practically married into the palace at an advanced age. In this life, the third prince had come to get close to her earlier than she had expected, so she was naturally especially attentive.
One had intentions, while the other had benefits. The third prince and Li Ruyi's progress could be called advancing at a tremendous pace.
When Jiujiu once again went out to go shopping with Mo Zhiyuan, she heard Mo Zhiyuan say that Li Ruyi and the third prince seemed to have already exchanged tokens and agreed that they would ask the Emperor for a marriage once they reached marriageable age.
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