Twelve hours a day, apart from eating and sleeping, he can read books for five or six hours. She can't help yawning when she just looks at them.

"Jinxi! Are you tired? " Small sincerely son climbs up body, rubbed to rub an eye, fluttering of fly to his in front.

Ink brocade Xi is busy in take out idle lift Mou, saw her one eye: "not tired!"

"I'm tired!"

“....” Mo Jin Chi.

"Let's go out and play!" Small sincerely son stretches small head in front of him, full of eyes hope wing of looking at him.

After a few breaths of silence, Mo Jinxi puts down his thick book, slides down his chair and goes to the bedroom.

Small sincerely son small face, immediately overflowing with a sweet smile, happy to keep up with his pace.

"Prince Thirteen! Where are you going? A cottage? " At first sight, from the bedroom out of the small master, Ju'er and others some unexpected inquiry.

He seldom goes out on weekdays.

"No!" There was no special look on Mo Jin Chi's face. He said calmly, "I'm a little tired. Go out for a walk!"

"Oh Ju'er and others answered and stepped to keep up with him.

Ink brocade Xi line a few meters away, head also don't return of command way: "don't follow, this prince walk casually, soon come back!"

"If the thirteen princes don't feel comfortable following the maidservants, they will follow far away!" After what happened last time, Ju'er and others did not dare to let him walk alone in the huge palace.

"Whatever!" Mo Jinxi didn't ask for it. He knew something. Now he is too young to ask for it.

Small Jin son looked at an eye, backward ten meters far servant girls slaves, smile of gather to his side: "this imperial palace, have what special amusing place?"

"I don't know!"

“....” "Little jin'er" What do you usually play in the palace? "

"Read, write!"

Small sincerely son shriveled next mouth, don't give up of continue to ask: "in addition to these, didn't?"

“.... Well

Small Jin son feels, oneself already complete defeat.

"Your life is really boring. When I was at home, amae Niang made a lot of toys for my brother and me, including slide, swing, trampoline..." Xiao jin'er broke his fingers and counted them as before. He could not help but change his taste But now, I can't find my way home, and I can't play with those things! "

The voice falls at the same time, the eye socket not from some pan red.

Ink brocade Xi heart a tight, some helpless comfort way: "you don't cry, want to play what, you tell me, I let father Huang find someone to do for you!"

Small Jin son shrugs to pull a head, have the spirit weak of shook to head.

Mo Jin Chi sees this, stretch out a hand, block her way: "that I invite you to eat delicious?"

"No!" Small sincerely son grand way sentence, flutter to not far away in the pavilion.

Mo Jin Xi twisted eyebrows, stepped, followed up: "what do you want to do?"

"I miss Amar, erniang and younger brother..." Small Jin son light voice way, more say, voice lower, finally almost no voice.

Ink brocade Xi smell speech, thoroughly have no way.

He had no way to change her into a Ma, er Niang and younger brother.

Sitting on the stone bench, chin propped, looking at some poor little guy, I can't think of how to comfort her at this moment?

For a long time

Xiao jin'er took a deep breath: "otherwise, you'd better invite me to eat!"

“....” Mo Jin Chi.

How big is her heart?

"Will you?" Delay did not wait for his reply, small sincerely son again open mouth.

Ink brocade Xi chin head, to not far away Ju Er etc. don't wave.

Seeing this, Ju'er and others quickly came over: "Thirteen princes..."

"The prince is a little hungry. Go and ask someone to prepare dinner for him!" Ink brocade Chi face is not red, breathless command way.

Ju'er and others looked at each other. After lunch for more than an hour, how could they be hungry again?

Is it because I didn't have a good lunch?

Seeing that they didn't take the next step, Mo Jin Xi's indifferent eyes swept them one by one.

Ju'er and others were excited and quickly recovered.

"What would the prince like to eat?" Cloud son asks softly, prepare to go to imperial dining room, order imperial kitchen to prepare dinner.

Mo Jinxi didn't reply, but looked sideways at the little guy who had been perfectly resurrected with blood, and asked her what she meant.

Xiao jin'er tilted his head and thought seriously: "I want to eat string incense!"

"String of incense?" Mo Jin Chi.

What the hell is that?

“....” Servants.

"Er Niang used to cook food for me, that is, cut meat and vegetables into small pieces, put them on with bamboo sticks, put them in water for a little while, and then put them into the pot where the materials and thick soup are made, and cook them for a little while, then you can eat them!" Due to the time interval of some long, small Jin son remember is not very clear, finally added to himself: "seems to be like this!"“....” Mo Jin Chi.

Can you really eat what you make in such a rough way?

"Thirteen princes..." See oneself small master son, suddenly did not move, cloud son tentatively called a voice.

Mo Jinxi thought about it and said, "go to the imperial chef, cut the meat, vegetables and other food into small pieces, put them on with bamboo sticks, put them in the water for a little while, then put them into the pot where the materials are made and the soup is thick, and cook them for a little while, then bring them to the prince's bedroom!"

Yun'er blinked: "Prince Thirteen! What do you call it? "

"String of incense!"

Yeah! She just seemed to say that.

The cloud son scratched to scratch a head, some Xu bewildered side eye, hope toward Ju son.

Ju'er's face is also muddled. This kind of eating method is really unheard of.

"Not yet!" Mo Jinxi is a little embarrassed to urge her. She thinks that she is really out of her mind, so she will listen to her casually. She orders her servant girls to go to the imperial chef to make dishes she has never heard of.

"Yes Cloud son should voice, dare not continue to delay, toward the direction of the imperial dining room.

I thought to myself, if I can't eat at that time, I can't blame her!

"Let's all go down!" Mo Jinxi waved to the others.

They nodded and retreated to more than ten meters away.

"Satisfied?" Ink brocade Xi corner of the eye remaining light, glance to the side smile like a flower of the little guy.

Xiao jin'er nodded heavily, half lying on the stone table: "the taste made by e Niang is delicious, but I don't know what the taste made by the imperial chef in the palace is?"

"Should be able to eat!" Besides, he really can't promise.

Xiaojin son tilted his head to think, think as long as can eat, should not have too big problem.

She's looking forward to that.

I hope I can eat the taste made by my own e Niang.

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