Raiders of Abuse Scum

"Because you call me a fairy."

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

There are so many reasons for being nice to a person.

She likes the Eighth Prince and thinks he is nice, so she wants to treat him well, isn't it normal? How come he has to ask why, it is really bald.

At this time, the third prince walked up to the two of them, handed Jiujiu the snacks he had been wrapping in a brocade handkerchief, and said with a smile, "This place is a little far from the city, so I brought some pastries to satisfy my hunger, girl." Do you want some pads to pad your stomach?"

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

Just when the third prince thought Jiujiu wanted to eat it, Jiujiu handed the pastry to the eighth prince, "You must be hungry after running around for a long time with the paper kite just now, let's eat."

Although the eighth prince knew in his heart that the third prince would be unhappy if he ate this cake, but this cake was handed to him by Jiujiu, he had no choice but to eat it, so he took the cake and ate it carefully.

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

However, he is well aware that a man can bend and stretch, so he still smiled and said to Jiujiu, "I didn't expect the girl to be the daughter of General Zhen Guo."

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

Hearing the words that he is the third prince from Jiujiu's mouth, the third prince instantly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile, his complacent appearance made Jiujiu want to slap him.

Before the third prince could be proud, he heard Jiujiu say again, "It's just that people who have practiced martial arts since childhood in our general's mansion can't do such a thing as throwing away their younger brothers and sisters. How can you be a prince?" It’s surprising how careless it is.”

He didn't wait to praise him, but was ridiculed by Jiujiu instead, the third prince's face instantly turned into a liver color, even though he used to be eloquent, now he can't say a word.

Seeing that the third prince was speechless by what she said, Jiujiu chuckled lightly, and stopped talking to the third prince, but lowered her head and said to the eighth prince, "I bought osmanthus cake specially today, do you want to try it?"

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

Looking at the back of Jiujiu and the eighth prince leaving, the third prince's face instantly twisted into a ball.

He thought that he would be able to wash away the negative impression he had in Jiujiu's heart if he took the initiative to take the Eighth Prince out for a play, but he didn't expect that Jiujiu would still remember what happened that day, he was irresponsible and really mad him.

Jiujiu just arrived in front of Zheng Weian, and as soon as he raised his hand, Zheng Weian immediately took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Opening the wrapped oil paper, the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake will be released immediately. Although it is made of dried sweet-scented osmanthus, but because of the good craftsmanship of the shopkeeper, it also tastes special.

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

However, no matter how good the craftsmanship of the imperial chef is, it cannot be humane.

Just like the mung bean cake Jiujiu gave him last time, the Eighth Prince ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake very seriously.

The eighth prince held the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in both hands, like a little hamster, opening and closing his mouth,

Even swallowing all the crumbs, Jiujiu couldn't help laughing at the cute appearance.

Jiujiu pinched the Eighth Prince's cheek, raised her head and said to Zheng Wei'an who was smiling at her, "Brother, you will take care of Xiaoba for me in the National Academy from now on."

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

And the eighth prince who was eating osmanthus cake also raised his head, his big eyes were full of doubts.

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

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

Zheng Weian, "..."

Give the prince a nickname, and let the prince call his sister, his sister is promising.

After releasing the paper kites, it was almost time, and the four of them returned to the capital in a group.

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

Although Zheng Wei'an is a straight man, as a sister-in-law, he doesn't care about his sister's affairs.

Therefore, there are thick blankets on the saddles, even if the horse gallops wildly, Jiujiu will not feel the slightest discomfort.

The third prince only regarded the eighth prince as a tool, so naturally he didn't care if the eighth prince would feel uncomfortable, so his saddle was completely according to his preferences.

The Eighth Prince was young and his skin was tender. When the Third Prince was running wildly, the saddle rubbed against the tender flesh of his thighs, and the Eighth Prince's face instantly turned white.

Seeing the eighth prince's forehead in cold sweat because of the 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 also slowed down.

Only then did the Eighth Prince feel better.

Because the road was slower, the time to arrive in the capital was much later than before.

The four of them randomly found a restaurant to eat and then left.

After returning home, Jiujiu continued her confinement life.

And the Eighth Prince was not as comfortable as Jiujiu.

Because Jiujiu just talked to him and played with him and ignored the third prince, he got the jealousy of the third prince.

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

Why is she ignoring herself.

The Eighth Prince shook his head again and again, "I didn't tell Miss Zheng about Brother Huang. I think it's probably because I'm young, so Miss Zheng is willing to tell me more."

In ancient times, men and women had different seats at the age of eight. Although the Eighth Prince was already eight years old, he was good-looking, white and tender, and looked like a little doll. It was easy for people to ignore that he was already eight years old.

Thinking about it this way makes sense.

However, the third prince felt a little uncomfortable after all, after sending the eighth prince back, he went straight to Yichun Palace where his mother and concubine lived.

Hearing the scary report that the third prince had come, Concubine Li hurriedly asked someone to bring cakes and tea.

"Mother, I'm back."

If you don't see him, make your voice first.

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

The third prince took three cups of tea from the table to quench his thirst, and then said to Concubine Li, "Mother, Zheng Shuxian is so ignorant."

"What? She didn't talk to you?" Concubine Li frowned, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "Although she came from a place like the General's Mansion, Princess Changping is a sensible person, and she is not young anymore. , in another two years, we can talk about kissing, and it's normal not to talk to you."

"It's okay if this is the case, but she doesn't talk to my son, but she keeps talking to my eighth brother, and even gave her the cake that my son gave her. It's really annoying."