The little princess looked at the bun in her hand in embarrassment, hummed, and stretched out her hand to stuff it directly into Yongyan's mouth.

"No, although this is a fifteen-pot pot, the fifteen-pot pot has been given to Fan Luo!"

"Sister Fan Luo can't eat it, so she transferred it to Xiao Polo, and now the Yin family is offering a gift to the fifteen-pot pot!"

"Xiao Niannian is not confused!"

The little princess said that "borrowing flowers to offer Buddha" was so straightforward that Yongyan almost thought it was her fault.

It's also thanks to his quick reaction, and he always remembered that this was the money he spent.

But because of this trivial matter, he wouldn't quarrel with the little imperial sister, so he followed the little imperial sister's raised hand and bit down the bun in her hand.

"Okay, okay, you see that the imperial brother has eaten it all in his mouth, isn't this proof that he accepted Xiao Niannian's gift?"

Xiao Chunian looked at the little bun that had been bitten in one bite, and his eyes suddenly felt distressed.

This little bun is so big for her, she can only barely swallow one in three bites, but she didn't expect that the fifteen-pot pot was actually eaten directly in one bite.

Now, there are only two buns left.

This is completely different from the little princess's original idea.

Fifteen pots have always had an extremely regular diet, and they never eat snacks or snacks outside of three meals.

Therefore, the little princess always thought that Yongyan would not eat steamed buns, so she saved three steamed buns and kept her and Fan Luo's master and servant to solve them.

But now it's okay, Yongyan accepted it directly, and took a bite of the bun in her hand.

As for Yongyan, he has always understood these thoughts, and only regarded the bun as the deep friendship of the little imperial sister, and he didn't say anything about it after eating it all in one bite, and he was still recalling the taste of the bun there.

After smashing it and smashing it a few times, I felt that it was not enjoyable, and I wanted to eat the remaining two small buns.

Xiao Chu Nian, who was surprised, didn't pay attention to it, and the remaining two buns in his left hand also entered Yongyan's stomach in a row.

This time, Yongyan ate in a hurry, and the buns were swallowed into his stomach, and he didn't taste anything, but he still said with a sigh.

"Xiao Niannian really didn't deceive the imperial brother, this bun is indeed delicious, but it is still a little worse than the craftsmanship of the chef in the imperial brother's mansion."

The little princess didn't listen to the second half of Yongyan's words at all, but the first few words sounded as if she had put a loop button in the little princess's head.

"This bun is really delicious." "This bun is really delicious." "This bun is really delicious."

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, so I turned my face away and looked out of the carriage to keep myself from tears.

After thinking about it, the little princess stuck her head back from the carriage window, and held her little hands that she thought had taken the bun and were stained with oil, and rubbed it on Yongyan's clothes.

Belch!

That's a bad one.

The small handprint that the little princess had left on Concubine Yu's coat was still not tight.

The little princess's hands were stained with mulberry juice, and they rubbed on the dark clothes, and the handprints were not obvious, at most they were a black mass.

But this time it's just in time.

Yongyan put on a white dress, not the pure white, but the slightly darker beige appearance.