The Little Crying Bag of the Prime Minister’s House

It turns out that there are twin brothers and sisters who are so alike in the world.

Even after the prince explained that this was the twin brother of the little crying bag, Qin Jixun still looked at Ye Nianning incredulously.

It's too much like that little crying bag.

Even the inadvertent flat mouth is exactly the same arc.

Qin Jixun's eyes flickered: "Is Brother Ye?"

This is what the prince insisted on calling Ye Nianning.

However, Ye Nianning was a little frivolous because of his imperceptible noise.

But when I thought about it, I shouldn't show any guilt.

She bit her head and smiled at Qin Jixun: "Hello, Brother Qin."

If it weren't for her parents, she wouldn't be so wronged by herself.

Qin Jixun glanced at Ye Nianning again, always feeling that Ye Nianmiao's tone was very similar to that little crying bag.

However, he and the little crying bag are not familiar, so he doesn't have a lot of judgment.

The prince insisted on sending Ye Nianning home.

Ye Nianning knew that he was thinking about the pebble soup made by her mother.

She once spoke in front of the prince, saying that the mother who came home today agreed to prepare a pebble soup for her, and the prince remembered it in her heart.

Now looking at her eagerly, he insisted on sending her home.

Ye Maoshan had already replied to a pavilion's wine wing to handle official duties, anyway, Ye Nianning lived in the backyard and went back by himself. Ye Maoshan and Zhou were also relieved.

I just didn't expect that I would follow the little tail of the prince.

Qin Jixun naturally came with the prince.

Ye Nianning's little face was a little depressed, and the delicious pebble soup could not be enjoyed alone.

This pebble soup is made by choosing ten or twenty small white or mossy pebble in the clear place of the stream, and boil it with spring water.

Vaguely with some spring stone air, the taste is very good, and the taste is even more sweet than snails.

Since both the prince and Qin Jixun had come as guests, the Zhou family couldn't refute them, and divided most of the stone soup with them, leaving a small bite for Ye Nianning.

Ye Nianning flattened her mouth: "Mother!"

Zhou immediately comforted her: "Is it okay for my mother to make you a crisp yellow cake tomorrow?"

Ye Nianning's eyes lit up immediately: "Okay, okay, my mother is the best."

Innocent, she didn't notice the prince's eyes drinking soup with her head down, but they also lit up.

Qin Jixun finished the soup without being salty or weak, and thanked him respectfully and politely: "Thank you, Madam for the hospitality."

Zhou didn't like Qin Jixun very much. One was because he stole Niannian's hibiscus cake, and the other was because he was the son of his rival.

However, Zhou's surface is still not obvious.

He smiled softly, and took the dishes: "This kid is kind, it's nothing, I often come to play when I have time."

This corresponds to the prince's intention.

Before Qin Jixun could answer, he immediately said, "Okay! We must come to play often! Thank you Madam!"

Ye Nianning said weakly: "Then you have to bring me snacks often...my sister to eat!"

I almost missed it.

Even Zhou's heartbeat beside him missed a beat.

But looking at the two children who were not taller than her waist, she felt that she was too nervous.

The prince focused on dim sum, and naturally couldn't notice anything.

Qin Jixun's complexion was faint, and no expression was revealed.

After eating Shizi Geng, the prince was also satisfied and decided to return to the palace.

But when he arrived in the yard, he saw green trees, red flowers, and birds flying over the small forest, and he was playful again.

"Brother Ye, where's your sister? Why don't you see her? Why don't you ask her to come out with me to play a slingshot." The prince suddenly took out a delicately crafted slingshot from his robe.

It is very small and precise, and it is made by a talented craftsman at first sight.

"This is the best slingshot. It took a few days to make it. It's especially easy to use~" The prince played like a baby, and wanted to show it off in front of Xiao Yezi.

Ye Nianning yawned disdainfully: "I...she doesn't like to play."

Girls only like shiny and beautiful things, who likes slingshots...

The prince was stunned for a few seconds, and his eyebrows curled slightly: "You haven't asked Xiao Ye Zi, how do you know that she doesn't like to play? You, the brother, don't care about your sister anymore."

"..." Ye Nianning couldn't resist the prince's sudden sense of responsibility, so she stammered and said: "I...I have played a slingshot, my sister...she is not interested."

Qin Jixun glanced around Ye Nianning's somewhat flustered face, and began to wander away again.

He has never been interested in the boring tricks of these two people. Standing next to him, he began to think about what he learned today.

"Okay, then." The prince puffed up his mouth with regret and put the slingshot into Ye Nianning's hand. "Since you have played, then I don't need to teach you. This slingshot is easy to use, you can try it~"

Ye Nianning took the slingshot blankly.

It's very lightweight, with detailed patterns engraved on it. Boys should like it very much.

But she is not a boy, nor can she play a slingshot...

It's really hard to lie.

Ye Nianning looked bitterly, looking at the quiet slingshot in his hand, if it could move on its own, it would be great.

"Hey, I found a suitable small stone, here you are!" The prince who had been busy looking for the stone with his head down, finally raised his head and stuffed a small stone into the palm of Ye Nianning's palm.

Ye Nianning took it awkwardly, panicking, she didn't know how the slingshot and the stone could be combined together, and how to play it.

She picked up the slingshot and got closer, then tentatively pulled the soft rope with her hand.

Snapped!

A red mark immediately appeared on Ye Nianning's face that was as tender as tofu.

In the next second, tears came from her eyes.

The prince was caught off guard by this operation and looked at her blankly.

Qin Jixun's attention was also pulled back from the sky, and her calm and dark eyes stayed on her snow-white face with a red seal.

Ye Nianning's tears were like broken beads, crystal clear, dripping down the corners of her eyes.

It stands to reason that she did it herself, and she shouldn't cry.

It was just too painful, and her tears couldn't stop at all.

Ye Nianning cried and sniffed: "I...I don't cry, I don't want to cry, oooooo..."

She seemed to be pretending to be strong, but it was even more distressing.

A little dumpling made of jade and pink makeup, while sucking a red nose and watery grape-like eyes, blinked and looked at Qin Jixun and the prince.

While gritting his teeth, he said obediently: "I don't cry, I don't hurt, I don't cry..."

But her red eyes and tears on her face made people feel distressed.

Qin Jixun looked sideways, he really didn't know how to comfort people.

It was the prince, his eyes widened: "Brother Ye, why do you cry like Xiao Ye Zi? Are you brothers and sisters crying so much?"

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, but I was in a bad mood a few days ago.

This will never happen again!

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