Time flies, and the overwhelming snowflakes fall, completely covering the original golden yellow of the ground, and the cold air hits.

In the blink of an eye, it was winter.

The seventh day of November, the winter solstice.

During these days, Jiang Qiushui often went to Qi Jin's mansion as a guest, mainly to visit Xiao Jiang, but he was kept by Qi Jin for a long time every time.

Jin He has also been very puzzled recently, saying that the gentleman is far away from cooking, but His Royal Highness always likes to run into the kitchen, changing the way to make food, the fragrance makes him salivate, and his index finger moves.

But he didn't have anything to eat.

All this food went into the stomach of the eldest lady of the Jiang family.

Every time she came to visit the little prince of the Jiang family, His Royal Highness would make a table of delicious food and invite her to eat together, if she didn't catch up with the meal, she would be left to eat pastries and taste good tea, and the two stayed together and didn't know what they were talking about, in short, Miss Jiang left with a sad face and sympathy, turned her head to look at her Royal Highness, she was still lost and sad in the last second, and she was full of spring breeze in the next second.

Jin He felt curious, and once when he was sent out by His Royal Highness to run an errand while he was not in the mansion, Miss Jiang came again, and he had the courage to hide outside the door and eavesdrop.

So he heard—

"Try this hawthorn cake, I made it myself."

This sounds quite normal.

"Yes, sweet and sour."

This sentence is also normal.

Qi Jin sighed faintly, "When my mother was pregnant with my younger brother, she loved to eat sour, but her teeth were not good, so I learned to make hawthorn cake from the imperial chef, wanting to make hawthorn cake that is soft and chewy, and not too sour and too sweet. ”

Jiang Wushui was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Then what?" Your queen mother must be very pleased, right? ”

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qi Jin's mouth, and she said in a low voice, "She didn't eat it." After a pause, he continued: "On the day I made the hawthorn cake, I couldn't wait to walk to the queen's bedroom, wanting her to taste it, but my father happened to be there that day. ”

He lowered his eyes and blinked, Jiang Qiushui only saw his long eyelashes like a small fan, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.

"When he heard that this was something I made with my own hands, he immediately knocked it to the ground and scolded me sharply, saying that I didn't have the body to be a prince, and the things I made were not clean, and I couldn't give it to the queen mother, otherwise it would hurt the child in my belly, and no one in the harem could eat what I made."

Jiang Yushui's heart was sour, he reached out and grabbed several pieces of hawthorn cake and put it in his mouth, and said with a smile while chewing, "They didn't eat what you made because they didn't have a blessing, well, this hawthorn cake is really delicious, it can be both appetizing and greasy." ”

Qi Jin raised her eyes slightly, and said sullenly, "If you eat too much, your teeth will be sore." ”

Jiang Yushui hooked his lips, leaned closer, picked up a piece and put it to his lips, "You can taste it yourself." ”

Qi Jin was stunned and looked at her fixedly.

Just when Jiang Qiushui thought that he didn't want to eat it, and was about to stop it, he slowly opened his mouth, took the small hawthorn cake in her hand, slowly put it to his lips, and ate it.

The soft lips inadvertently touched her fingertips, Jiang Yushui trembled, and a strange feeling crossed her heart.

When he looked at Qi Jin again, he still looked innocent.

Maybe she's thinking too much, right?

Qi Jin silently chewed the hawthorn cake in her mouth, but her eyebrows and eyes did not stretch, and after a while, she spoke: "At that time, the queen mother heard that the father gave such an order, and she didn't say a word. Not only that, but after my father left, she also said, let me not disobey my father's will, my father told me not to do this, I don't waste time. ”

He looked at Jiang Qiushui, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes, "Is this a waste of time?" ”

Jiang Wushui's heart was sore and unbearable, and he shook his head forcibly.

"You're good."

Jiang Qiushui took the initiative to lean over and hugged the young man who was surrounded by sadness.

Qi Jin's eyes were filled with triumphant joy, and her voice still sounded muffled, "Hmm." ”

——

Outside the door.

Jin He's jaw almost fell to the ground.

His Royal Highness is really ...... in order to hold the beauty.

Do whatever it takes.

did not hesitate to expose his wounds, and used the bitter tricks that he disdained before.

Although he has been delicate since he was a child, he is stubborn and forbearing, no matter how painful it is, he will not say anything, let alone complain to others.

At this moment, Jin He felt that he had some misunderstanding of His Highness's cognition.

It was true that everything His Highness said was true, but he had never heard His Highness speak in such a pitiful tone for more than ten years.

From, from, without, without!

Jin He's inner world is collapsing step by step, and there is a villain who is complaining infinitely.

At this moment, suddenly a hand was gently placed on his shoulder.

Jin He turned around and covered the mouth of the person behind him at the fastest speed in his life.

The two stared wide-eyed.

Luoyue looked at him unkindly, but instead of fighting him as usual, she glanced at the closed door and looked at him again.

That look is almost saying, are you itching?

Jin He was a thief, even if Luoyue showed no signs of struggling, but he was waiting for him to relax his vigilance, so he didn't dare to let go at all, covered her mouth and walked away, walked for a while, and only let go after making sure that he would not be discovered.

Falling Moon wiped her mouth in disgust.

The palms of my hands are sweaty, and they are dirty!

"Scared me to death, scared me to death."

Jin He patted his chest, still palpitating, and did not recover from the fright of the sudden appearance of someone behind him.

"What are you doing sneakily hiding in the door of His Highness's room and eavesdropping?"

The gaze of the falling moon on him was scrutinizing.

Jin He's action of patting his chest stiffened, a sneer appeared on his face, and he pulled Luoyue's arm flatteringly, and said, "Sister Luoyue, you must not tell Your Highness, otherwise I will die." ”

Luoyue unceremoniously brushed away his paws, "You tell me why you're eavesdropping first." ”

"I, I'm just a little curious about what His Highness talks about in the room with Miss Jiang every time, so I listen to it."

His twinkling gaze was clearly a sign of weakness.

Luoyue raised her eyebrows, "Oh? So what do you hear? ”

This......

Jin He hesitated.

If he said it, wouldn't the image of His Highness's wise and martial arts collapse in the hearts of the two subordinates?

But if he doesn't say it......

Luoyue saw his hesitation, and threatened at the right time: "If you don't tell me, I'll go tell Your Highness now." ”

"Don't, don't!" Jin He said hurriedly.

The falling moon gestured to him with his eyes.

Jin He struggled inwardly, "Sister Luoyue, this is a matter of His Highness's face, don't ask......"

He blinked his eyes, trying to dispel the idea of getting to the bottom of the moon.

Luoyue doesn't eat his set, "You only have two choices, if you say I won't tell Your Highness, if you don't say it, I'll tell Your Highness." ”