The two grew up together, so the prince really knows Mo Fei's habits very well. Mo Fei is not such a person who can easily fall asleep in front of others, let alone since Mo Fei came to the prince's mansion, don't say that he is in front of him, even if he is not in front of him. I always can't sleep like this.

The prince's hands trembled a little with excitement, and the guards next to him were also moved, he had accompanied the prince for so many years, and he knew the pressure of the prince, Concubine Rong had not been mentally normal in recent years, and every time the prince went to visit Concubine Rong, he always came back with injuries.

Being able to see the prince happy, the guards were naturally happy. The prince cautiously stretched out his hand to Mo Fei, who was sleeping, trying to control his movements lightly so as not to scare Mo Fei.

When he was about to touch it, he withdrew his hand in frustration and lowered his head, leaving a shadow under his eyes with long eyelashes.

The guards next to the "Prince ....." looked a little unbearable.

"Shhhh

The guard lowered his head and sighed inwardly. He shook his head almost invisibly.

When he woke up, he saw Ye Mingjie looking at him, his heart was beating fast in fright, and he patted his chest to stabilize his mind.

"What for?" Mo Fei really thinks that this feeling is really terrible, when he is full of sleep, someone stares at him when he is full, no matter how good-looking this person is, he has no good feelings.

"No..." Ye Mingjie was a little embarrassed, he originally wanted to watch Mo Fei handle official business for a while, but he didn't expect to forget the time when he looked at it, and he actually watched it for so long.

"It's getting late, I'm still going back after eating... It's already set up over there. Ye Mingjie saw that he was so well-behaved today, and his attitude unconsciously softened.

Mo Fei just woke up and was still a little confused: "It's okay, you look at it" Mo Fei looked at the roof in a daze.

The guard next to him arranged for his subordinates to start serving, and one dish after another was on the table, and the fragrance quickly wafted throughout the room.

After taking a bite, he spit it out: "Why is this dish so light?" And there is no oil yet? Mo Fei looked at Ye Mingjie suspiciously, although he was imprisoned, he would not use this way to let himself eat less and have no strength to run away.

Before Ye Mingjie could say anything, a housekeeper next to him couldn't help but speak: "The prince has been in poor health all these years, and he can only eat some light things, which has been ordered, and he has tried to make it as heavy as possible, so the prince may have a stomach trouble if he eats it..."

Ye Mingjie really didn't want Mo Fei to know this side, so he looked at Mo Fei a few times uneasily.

"No, you can't be so light and unpalatable, most of this is cold, can people with a bad stomach not feel uncomfortable after eating?" As a person with a cooking card, Mo Fei really can't stand it, but he is also a prince, why are the people around him who cook so unconcerned.

"Uh... This is what you like to eat..."The butler kept glancing between the two, either way, the two of them might be offended. But the prince has seen him since he was a child, and he knows his character, if the prince speaks, it may be that the good intentions are not right.

Mo Fei glanced at the dishes, "Let's withdraw it, so that both of them can't eat well." ”

"This...."The housekeeper glanced at the prince, and when he saw the prince nodding, he could only withdraw, but he thought in his heart that he was really too capricious, and the prince had already made such a big concession.

Mo Fei rolled up his wide sleeves: "Where is the kitchen?" ”

The housekeeper was shocked, but the food was not appetizing, so he shouldn't tear down the kitchen.

The prince also looked at Mo Fei without saying a word, feeling that Mo Fei was really different today from before.

....

"What's going on? Didn't eat a single dish? It's all taken down, and I don't know why. ”

"I don't know, I heard that the girl who was brought back by the prince said she didn't like it..."

"Hmph, it's really hypocritical, but it's because the prince likes it, the prince has eaten my food for so many years, why nothing has happened, and he has never found any fault, this is really a big man, more picky than the prince."

"Don't say it, don't say it, the prince and that girl are here."

Before the kitchen could calm down, the door was suddenly pushed open, Mo Fei and the prince pushed the door in together, and the cold sweat of the few people who said bad things just now flowed down instantly, and no one thought that they would come to the crowded and messy place of the kitchen.

"Too... The Prince... Why did you suddenly come to this place, if there is anything that doesn't fit, tell the housekeeper, and we'll change it. ”

The person in charge of the kitchen opened his mouth tremblingly, he had only seen the prince for so long since he came to the prince's mansion.

"It's okay, you don't have to be too nervous, if there's nothing to do, go back and rest." Could it be that he was already looking around the kitchen.

Several cooks glanced at each other, but no one spoke, and looked at the prince in unison.

The prince waved his hand, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and left the kitchen. The kitchen quickly fell silent.

The prince knew that Mo Fei couldn't cook, he had been a princess with golden branches and jade leaves since he was a child, and his ten fingers didn't touch the spring water, how could he cook, but he was also tossed by Mo Fei.

Mo Fei glanced at the prince, anyway, there were only two of them, cooked millet porridge to nourish the stomach, and made some light and appetizing dishes.

When it was served, he simply pulled a small table in the kitchen, and put a few simple dishes, two bowls of millet porridge, compared to the chef just now, it may not look like there is any row of noodles, but it is very pyrotechnic, which makes the prince feel a kind of home warmth in his heart.

"How did you do this? I remember you never knew that—" The prince looked at the table in surprise.

"Well, didn't I live a period of fugitive life back then, so I learned it, otherwise I would have starved to death when I fled." It's a half-truth and a half-truth, in short, the original owner did suffer a lot when he kept wandering, but no one knows what he suffered, and he didn't just say what he said.

Ye Mingjie felt a pain in his heart, because this matter was something that he couldn't quibble with and regretted for a lifetime, Ye Mingjie had always been reluctant to follow the premise of this matter, Ye Mingjie felt guilty in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it.

Mo Fei didn't think about it so much, he simply ate his own food, Ye Mingjie said that his room was arranged, and he didn't know what it looked like.

"Could it be... I'm sorry for you... I'm also sorry Uncle Mo, and..."Ye Mingjie didn't know what was going on, the words that had been hidden in his heart finally came out, and his whole brain was in a daze after speaking, and his head hung low.

Mo Feizhen didn't know how to answer, what he needed to apologize for was that the original owner was not himself, and the original owner was already dead. In any case, Ye Mingjie is also the one who caused the death of the original owner's parents, and he can't forgive such behavior.

After the two of them finished eating in silence, Mo Fei walked back with his memory, and heard the sound of small footsteps behind him, it seems that Ye Mingjie did not rest assured of himself, and followed others.

After arriving at the bamboo garden, I pushed open the door, I didn't think of the details that Mo Fei said, I couldn't even remember it clearly, but it was arranged properly, there were not only pastries on the table, but also other snacks, fruits, dried fruits and the like.

The bananas made people sleepy, the whole room was full of warmth, and the room was covered with precious blankets everywhere in the room, and it was so soft and true that people couldn't help but stretch their waists.

Moved to the bookshelf, casually flipped through a book, all of them were anecdotes and the like, Mo Fei suddenly came to the spirit, flipped a book and sat on the ground and read it, the fluffy blanket made Mo Fei feel like lying on the bed, slowly lay down on the blanket to see, and fell asleep on the ground in the second half of the night.

In a haze, Mo Fei suddenly felt that his body was in the air, and muttered: "I can fly." ”

Followed by a feeling of weightlessness, the next morning, Mo Fei looked at himself already asleep on the bed, clearly remembering that he was obviously in front of the bookshelf, for this feeling of being watched at any time without privacy is really very bad.

Since the room was covered with blankets, Mo Fei liked the feeling of walking barefoot, and during this time he was soaked in the house, and slowly Mo Fei could feel that his imprisonment was getting looser and looser, Mo Fei glanced at the sky outside the window, and now is not the time...

Bamboo Garden anyway, the scenery is still very beautiful, Mo Fei leaned on the window for nothing, holding his chin and looking out of the window, or then there was wind, blowing wind by the window, except that there was no one to talk to, basically it was fine, but Mo Fei was still emaciated.

Suddenly it was drizzling outside, Mo Fei raised his head, stretched out a pair of jade arms, and stretched out his slender and thin fingers, and after a while, crystal droplets of water dripped down from his pale hands.

"Miss Mo, the prince is here." The voice of the maid came from outside the door, and Mo Fei took a deep breath, still resting on his arm and leaning against the window.

When Ye Mingjie came in, he saw Mo Fei, who was delicate on the wooden window as if it would disappear at any time, and Ye Mingjie's footsteps were also flustered.

Ye Mingjie slowly walked to the window, stretched out his hand and held Mo Fei's hand: "Why are your hands so cold, take them back." ”

Ye Mingjie rubbed Mo Fei's hands, Mo Fei raised his eyes and looked at the prince in court clothes, which was very dazzling. Ye Mingjie walked to the courtyard, and no one gave him an umbrella, his hair quickly gathered small droplets, and the whole person seemed to have been washed away by the rain, even fairer, deep eyes, long eyelashes, Mo Fei glanced at him, and felt that he was going to be sucked in by these eyes.