"Ahem, Yin Zixuan? That noodle has to be eaten while it is hot, otherwise it won't taste good. I've eaten that noodle when I tried it before, and I didn't have any stomach pain or discomfort. Xiaomi reminded softly.

She wasn't sure what was wrong with him, and wondered if it was the first time he had seen colorful noodles that he didn't dare to eat. However, if you don't eat it, you're too embarrassed to refuse?

"What, Lord Wang, if you don't want to eat, I'll leave, and call Uncle Xu to make you another table, soon, the ingredients are ready-made." Seeing that Yin Zixuan's body moved, but he still had no intention of turning his head, Xiaomi felt cold in his heart.

Hey, it's all my own fault, I'm too smart, I'm too self-righteous. Little Apple's birthday gift, it's already very good that he can accept it, why do you want to get him any more birthday noodles, is this considered a snake to add to it?

Xiaomi really began to regret it in his heart, even if he was good to himself, no matter how good he was, if he didn't put the prince on the shelf, his identity would be there after all!

"Go find Fengyu and let him go to the wine cellar and fetch the jar of snow plum brew." Just when Xiaomi was ready to remove a table of things that he had worked so hard to make, Yin Zixuan spoke.

"Oh." Hearing him speak, Xiaomi naturally responded, and looked up, and the back of his head was still in his eyes. However, he didn't seem to say that he would ask Master Xu to change the table of dishes, so Xiaomi didn't ask much, turned around and walked out to find Fengyu.

Fengyu A few of them are in Yalanju, and they don't show up much on weekdays, and Xiaomi knows where to find people.

At the moment when Xiaomi's footsteps stepped out of the threshold, the person at the table who turned his head slowly turned his head back. In a panic, he pulled out the handkerchief and wiped away the tears hanging from his cheeks. Who could have imagined that after being sensible, he never cried.

Whether it was a fall and pain, illness, or something else, he never shed tears. He didn't think it was because he was strong, and he wasn't sure if he didn't dare to cry because he was afraid of being ridiculed by others.

But now, facing a bowl of noodles. There is also a table of dishes that are not of the highest grade. I couldn't help but shed tears. At that time, when Millet put a dish on the table, his heart had already begun to churn, and his nose was sour. Wait for this bowl of shou noodles to be placed in front of you. He couldn't hold back his feelings any longer. His eyes were hot, so he quickly turned his head.

He wanted to push the tears back. However, no matter how good his kung fu is, there is nothing he can do about his tears. He is the son of the current emperor, has a mother, and a group of half-brothers and sisters, but who can be like Xiaomi?

On his birthday, he tried his best to make him happy. She made him shou noodles with her own hands, colored noodles, as a prince, he had never heard of it, let alone eaten it. If she hadn't thought about it, how could she have thought of it? So, no matter how hard he endured and endured, it was useless, and the tears flowed down so uncompromisingly.

Wiping away his tears, Yin Zixuan got up to the side uneasily, quickly poured cold water, and washed his face a few times while Xiaomi didn't come back. I twisted the handkerchief, wiped it, calmed down a little, and hurriedly returned to my seat, picked up the chopsticks, and looked at the shou noodles in front of me again.

Well? Which color to eat first? Let's eat the green ones first, eat the same ones!

When Millet returned to the house with the wine jar, she happened to see Yin Zixuan drinking noodle soup with a bowl!

"Hey, why did you bring it back yourself? What about the wind whisperer? Getting lazy? Yin Zixuan put down the bowl, looked up at Xiaomi and asked.

Well? It seems that there is nothing wrong, looking at Yin Zixuan, who is normal, Xiaomi's heart that has just been hanging finally let go. "Don't wronged people, he was going to send it, but I was afraid that when he saw these things, he would definitely laugh at me, so I didn't let him in." Xiaomi snorted on the table with his mouth and said.

"If he dares, I'll hit him on the board, don't rub it, hurry up, the food is going to be cold." Yin Zixuan stretched out his hand and patted the position next to him.

Oh, it seems that he didn't work in vain, he must have remembered some bad memories because of that bowl of shou noodles, yes, it must be like this! Thinking like this, Xiaomi walked to Yin Zixuan's side, pulled out the seal on the wine jar and removed it, and a faint aroma of wine came to his nose, which smelled so good that Xiaomi greedily sucked it a few times.

"Go, get another set of dishes and chopsticks." Yin Zixuan stretched out his hand to hold the wine jar, poured wine into the wine jug himself, and said to Xiaomi.

Millet nodded and ran out to get the dishes and chopsticks. In fact, she was just thinking about Yin Zixuan's longevity noodles or something, so she forgot to prepare her share of the dishes and chopsticks. The original plan was to accompany him for his birthday, but the two of them eat at the same table on weekdays, so it makes no sense to make an exception on his birthday.

At the dinner, the housekeeper arranged for someone to make another banquet for millet and them. Because everyone was very excited, they didn't eat much well, not even with millet. After dancing the little apple, she came back to work, serving vegetables, noodles, and went to the wine cellar, running around until she was hungry.

Millet ran to the kitchen and took the dishes and chopsticks, only to remember that just made Yin Zixuan's longevity noodles, not much, just such a bowl. Okay, it's okay to just eat food, thinking like this, I went back to the house with dishes and chopsticks and sat next to Yin Zixuan, but I found that there was an extra wine cup in front of me, and it was already full of wine.

"I know you're not good at drinking, but this day is special, so you can drink with me." Yin Zixuan discussed with Xiaomi very gently.

"Okay, since the prince can afford millet, then millet will give up his life to accompany the gentleman today." Xiaomi did not refuse, and responded to Yin Zixuan's fists and pretends, and the two laughed at the same time.

"Happy birthday." Xiaomi picked up the wine glass and said to Yin Zixuan.

Yin Zixuan smiled and raised his glass to touch the wine glass with millet, raised his head and drank it all.

Millet took a sip first, the snow plum brew is indeed delicious, the entrance is sweet, not like liquor at all, Millet also learned from Yin Zixuan, drank the wine in the cup, and said with a click; "Good wine, good wine."

Yin Zixuan gave her an expression of knowing the goods, and picked up the wine jug. Fill the wine glass for millet first, and then pour yourself wine; "This is the snow I took from the plum blossoms three years ago, and it was brewed with pear juice, and it was just such a small jar, and I have never been willing to drink it."

"Wow, you're pretty idle. However, it is indeed delicious, or this winter, when the plum blossoms bloom and snow, let's have more hours. Millet took a bite of the tofu with shallots she had made. After eating, I lifted it.

"Okay." Yin Zixuan smiled and nodded in agreement. Also follow the pickle.

The two chatted, and after a few glasses of wine, Xiaomi felt a little dizzy in his head, and reached out to poke Yin Zixuan's arm; "I'm asking you something. You promise not to get angry first. ”

Yin Zixuan nodded. Put down the chopsticks and wait for her question.

"What's that. What I want to ask is, did you really eat the noodles in that bowl, or did you secretly pour them in that bowl? You're telling the truth. I promise I won't be angry, because it's understandable to stand in your shoes. Xiaomi actually wanted to ask before, but he couldn't ask, and he was afraid that he would answer that he really didn't eat, and if he poured, would he be able to accept it?

At this moment, relying on a little bit of alcohol, she couldn't help but ask.

Yin Zixuan looked at the girl next to him, she was still wearing the same body she wore when she danced, and she shouldn't have had time to change it. The fair face is as pink as a blooming peach blossom because of the wine. Because she has no confidence, she has a skeptical attitude, and because of a cautious attitude, which makes her demeanor even more cute.

Yin Zixuan can be sure that although she stated in advance that even if she knew that she didn't eat the noodles and secretly disposed of them, she wouldn't be angry, but if she really told her to do that, she would immediately become a fierce lion cub and be fierce with herself.

He didn't rush to answer, smiled and reached out to Millet's right earlobe, and gently wiped the flour that was still on it with his fingers. "If you don't have a lot of them, make another bowl now, and I can still eat it. Millet, this bowl of noodles you made is the best bowl of noodles I've ever tasted in my life.

The egg noodles, cabbage noodles and carrots are all delicious, but in the spinach noodles, you seem to have added more salt, and next time you make it, just put a little less. ”

"Oh, did you really eat it?" Xiaomi listened to Yin Zixuan's serious comments, which was equivalent to suing sù himself, and he ate the noodles and did not pour them out secretly. Moreover, he has a very serious eating. But is spinach pasta salty? She scratched her chin with her fingers and tried hard to remember, because several noodles are separated and combined, and of course the salt in the noodles must also be added separately.

By the way, I remembered that the spinach noodles, I was too busy at the time, and I forgot whether I had added salt, and I thought I hadn't added it under the entanglement, so I added some more, which is equivalent to adding two parts of salt to that noodles, of course it was salty!

Hehe, he really ate it, otherwise how could he clearly say that the spinach was salty? Xiaomi was happy, but smiled embarrassedly at Yin Zixuan; "I'm sorry, maybe I was too nervous at the time, so I added more salt."

"Xiaomi, can you promise me one thing?" Looking at the cute girl, Yin Zixuan suddenly asked.

"Say, as long as I can do it, I will promise you." Xiaomi responded without thinking.

"That's it, that's it." Yin Zixuan was a little squeaky and couldn't speak.

"Oh, a big man is like a girl, he can say whatever he wants. If I can promise, I will promise you, and if I can't, even if you are unhappy, I can't agree indiscriminately. Looking at Yin Zixuan, who was not at all the same person in front of himself and in front of others, Xiaomi urged anxiously.

Actually say that she looks like a girl? Yin Zixuan was a little speechless, but she couldn't get angry at all, she was a little girl, and her temperament was cheerful, and she drank several glasses of wine, and she was drunk! However, Yin Zixuan felt that it was the most rare thing for her to talk to herself without scruples, wasn't this exactly what she wanted.

In everyone's eyes, she is a prince, and she is the only ordinary person. It is said that it is enough to have a confidant in life, although I have no confidant in this life, but to have such a close person, this power has nothing to do with gender and age, even two people who trust each other, should be content!

As soon as his thoughts wandered, after coming back to his senses, Yin Zixuan originally wanted to say it, but suddenly he didn't want to say it again, because he felt that the matter was too naïve and unreasonable.

"Say, it's okay, we have to be open and honest about what we have between the two of us, otherwise how can we trust each other in the future?" The more Yin Zixuan didn't want to say it, the stronger Xiaomi's curiosity became, and he even dragged his sleeve to discuss.

Yin Zixuan smiled self-deprecatingly, yes, why hide anything in front of her, just tell her whatever you want, the worst result is to be rejected by her.

After making up his mind, Yin Zixuan looked at the hand that tugged at his sleeve, then looked up at her face, and spoke to her expectant gaze; "The Wufu noodles you made for me today, you, don't make them for others to eat, and the song and dance of that little apple, you don't want to sing it to others anymore, dance it to others."

After saying this, Yin Zixuan turned his gaze away with some weakness, raised his wine glass to hide his embarrassment, and was ready to be rejected in his heart. Why do you ask others like this? She is her own savior, and she is not really a slave in her own house.

Even if you are a prince, such a request is too much and overbearing!

Ah, how could he say that? Xiaomi withdrew his hand that was tugging on someone's sleeve, shook his head, which was a little dizzy from eating and drinking, and tried hard to analyze what was going on. However, after thinking about it, she felt that it was not related to domineering.

Not only did she not feel that Yin Zixuan was domineering, selfish and unreasonable, but she felt that he was so pitiful. The reason why he asked for this was actually very simple, that is, he felt that he was poor, and this poverty was not poverty in gold and silver, but his vitality, and there were too few things that belonged to him.

The father pays the most attention to the country and his mother, and what he cares about is the future of his son, and he can't get the family affection he deserves from those half-brothers and sisters. So, he is really pitiful, but who can blame him, who let him be reincarnated into the royal family.

Therefore, he wants to enjoy the two birthday gifts he prepared for him today! At least, he felt that he had something that belonged only to him. The purpose of his request is actually as simple as that.

"Okay, I promise you, from now on, you won't dance that dance for others, don't sing that for others, and don't make Wufu noodles for others to eat." Xiaomi sat upright and promised Yin Zixuan very strictly.

When Yin Zixuan heard this, she held the wine glass in a daze, and looked at Xiaomi in disbelief, did she really agree to herself?

"Why, don't you believe me? Do you want me to swear to God? That's good, God is above, I, Yuan Xiaomi, swear to the sky that from now on, I will not dance the song and dance of the little apple to anyone other than Yin Zixuan, and Wufu noodles will only be made for Yin Zixuan to eat.

If you break your oath, the sky will thunder...... Woo, what are you doing? Xiaomi was heroically raising his hand and swearing to the sky, when he was suddenly covered with his mouth...... (To be continued......)

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