Junzi and Gu Yichen just wanted to run to the well to salvage ice cream, when the sound of the saint suddenly heard outside the door.

Mu Xue and the Nine Emperor Princes looked at each other.

How coincidental? Did any of the guards go and report to him?

"What did Mu Xue cook again? Sheng Shang has been running out of appetite lately, and he wants to come and eat fresh food. The Holy Master strode in with his hands behind his back and said.

Mu Xue knew that because of the Nine Emperors' resistance to the concubine, the Holy Lord and the Queen Mother had a great prejudice against her, and she was not sure whether the Holy Lord wanted to give her to death, but the Queen Mother held a grudge against her and already had the idea of killing her.

"Holy Lord, Miss Mu made cherry goat milk ice cream today, and she is putting it in the old ancient well to ice!" Gu Yichen greeted him and said very doggedly.

"Quick, get it and pay me back!" Shengshang was so excited that he sped up and walked towards the well.

"Father, son-in-law also want to eat!" At this time, a little fat man broke free from the support of the two little eunuchs, caught up from behind and shouted loudly.

He is the twelfth prince, born to Concubine Li, and is currently the most valued by the saints.

This place is remote and close to the cold palace, and there are few other princes who come to walk around, and Mu Xue has never seen other princes and princesses.

I didn't expect the Holy Lord to bring the twelve princes over today.

The little fat man is just six years old this year, and he is super fat, and it is said that he is now one hundred and two pounds. I can eat it in particular.

The saint led the Twelve Princes to the well and asked the guards on the side to salvage the ice cream, and he didn't talk to Mu Xue and the Nine Emperors, so the father and son ate the ice cream as if no one else was there.

Gonggong Li held the silver needle with a helpless face.

Mu Xue knew that the saint was an old fox, not that he was not afraid of death and careless, but that he calculated the timing and knew that he suddenly arrived, and it was too late for Mu Xue and the Nine Emperor Princes to do anything. What's more, they're both still eating.

Seeing bowls of red and white, crystal clear delicacies, the twelve princes were so hungry that they dug and ate with great gulps.

Mu Xue knew that the elderly and children couldn't eat anything too cold, so she said, "Holy Lord, this kind of meal can't be full, just pay for one or two bowls." It's too cold, and eating too much is not good for the stomach. ”

The saint made a straight face: "Bold! I haven't eaten yet, so you limit how many bowls I can eat! ”

Only then did Mu Xue realize that the saint was here to find scum.

The little fat man opened the eating commandment, ate bowl after bowl, and in a blink of an eye, he had already eaten eight bowls, and he had no intention of stopping.

"Your Highness Twelve, you really can't eat anymore, eating too much will cause diarrhea." Mu Xue said and waved her hand to let her mother-in-law take away the remaining ice cream.

The little fat man got angry, and suddenly smashed the bamboo bowl in his hand into Mu Xue's face and yelled: "I hate it!" This prince hasn't eaten enough! ”

Mu Xue's forehead was cut by the edge of the bamboo bowl. Blood flows.

The Nine Emperors rushed over as soon as possible, hugged Mu Xue, and took out the handkerchief in his arms to hold the wound for her: "Xue'er, does it hurt?" ”

Mu Xuebian flattened her mouth and said, "It's strange if it doesn't hurt!" ”

Gu Yichen hurriedly ran over with the medicine box on his back to help Mu Xue treat his wounds, but was kicked away by the Nine Emperor Princes.

Junko and the subordinates also all gathered around. The little fat man stood there with wide eyes in horror, and only the saint sat there very calmly and continued to eat his ice cream.

Everyone tacitly agreed not to speak, and after a long while, the Holy Lord said leisurely, "Why did you take it all?" I still want to eat. ”

The little fat man came back to his senses and said aggrievedly: "Father, the son still wants to eat." But it was taken away! ”

The Nine Emperor Princes patted Mu Xue's hand and stood up and walked to the saint's side: "Father, if you have any dissatisfaction, even if you come to Erchen, there is no need to sprinkle your anger on Xue'er's body, it is Erchen who openly resists the decree and disrespects, and wants to fight and kill Xiting Zun." ”

Mu Xue gently tugged at the sleeve of the Nine Emperor Princes and shook his head at him, signaling him not to clash with the Holy Lord.