Bloodline contract: Mr. Nan, lightly hug

Hearing this question, Zimo smiled slightly.

"Boss Ji doesn't know something. Our prince's birth mother, Concubine Lotus, is surnamed An. Your Majesty loves Concubine Lian, so let our prince follow his mother's surname."

Knowing this, Ji Muyun nodded quickly.

Soon, he followed Zimo to the pavilion.

When he saw Nan Hanxi not far away, he was immediately full of excitement.

But soon reason still defeated his heart.

He knew that he couldn't recognize each other at this moment.

She walked up to An Zihao very obediently, and he was happy.

"Xiaomin pays homage to the prince..."

Seeing him coming, An Zihao was filled with joy.

"Dear brothers, this is the chef I mentioned before. His craftsmanship is so good that you can't find a second copy in the entire Lido. If you have eaten the food he made, you will definitely linger and forget it. And those things are definitely something you have never eaten before, Boss Ji, hurry up and make it for us on the spot! I can't wait to drink the sparkling wine you made."

Hearing this, Ji Muyun nodded quickly.

Soon, he mixed the drinks he had prepared in advance, and then made four glasses of rainbow-colored sparkling water, and served them to the four princes one by one.

"Oh, this is the first time this king has seen such a good-looking wine, there are so many colors, it is really novel."

"Who says it's not? It's full of small air bubbles. It's really interesting."

The other two princes were full of praise.

Only when Ji Muyun put the drink in front of Nan Hanxi, he didn't even look at it.

That indifference made Ji Muyun feel very uncomfortable.

He has never treated himself like this before, why now... Could it be because of amnesia?

Glancing at the sparkling water on the table, Nan Hanxi said coldly.

"Seventh brother has time to engage in these crooked ways, why not think more about the important affairs of governing the country that the father explained. We princes are not just for pleasure."

Hearing these words, An Zihao turned around with a smile on his face.

"Ninth brother's words are wrong. We usually work hard in the court, but now we have to relax in the court. Is it possible that we have been stretched all the time, so the efficiency is not high?"

What the two said to Maimang left Ji Muyun stunned.

Wait a minute, aren't they blood brothers?

But why do you want to be tit-for-tat like this?

As a servant, he really didn't dare to say anything, he could only obediently made his pizza and popcorn and put them in front of them.

An Zihao and the other two princes were very generous, and they all praised them endlessly.

But Nan Hanxi still kept a straight face, and refused to take a bite.

Although he was praised by others, Ji Muyun was never happy in his heart.

Only Nan Hanxi was in his mind.

Because the chrysanthemums were in full bloom in the garden, An Zihao took the other two to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

Nan Hanxi shrugged off feeling unwell, and sat there alone drinking wine.

Worried that he would be hungry, Ji Muyun hurriedly used the remaining ingredients to make him a plate of muffins.

You must know that this guy liked the muffins he made the most before, and he was full of praise every time he finished eating.

Carefully holding the muffins, she walked up to Nan Hanxi.

"Ninth Prince, I just saw that you didn't eat anything. The villain made some muffins. I hope you eat some, otherwise you will be hungry..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Nan Hanxi had already taken the pancake.