"The prince of the world is indifferent by nature, as if all the mundane things in this world are out of the matter, he does not compete with others and is not obsessed with utilitarianism, but he only pours his feelings into the food at the entrance." Yuan Xi watched Shen Nanfeng grow up, at that time Shen Nanfeng was extraordinary, and when other sons broke their minds for utilitarianism, he took the top prize but disdained the officials of the court.

Dare to ask the people of the world, how many people can do the same?

"Is this an obsession with food?" This word flashed in Yu Xizhou's mind, there was a kind of person around her before, who had a different obsession with the scenery of this world, and in order to capture the most moving pictures in nature, he often slept in the wilderness and enjoyed it.

"Don't look at the prince of the world, he never takes the initiative to get close to people, but when his mother was still there, the closest person to the prince was her, and the good dishes made by his mother, the prince has always eaten them cleanly."

"It's just that her mother ...... later" Yuan Xi's voice couldn't help lowering a degree, and gradually lowered her head.

"I understand that it is because of this loss that it has given him a special feeling about the things he once cared about the most." Yu Xizhou's nose was sour, and he finally understood that she was such an inconspicuous person, but she could be taken back to the mansion by the prince.

"It's not early, it's almost time to rest, and tomorrow you have to worry about the prince's breakfast." Yuan Xi packed up the embroidery in front of him and blew out the candlelight not far away.

The next day, as soon as the sky was white, Yu Xizhou got up and poured it in the kitchen.

Yesterday, the prince drank and had a hangover, and today's breakfast has to choose something to nourish the stomach.

Yu Xizhou thought of the fresh milk that was sent to the house every day, and had a good idea, it hurt his stomach after drinking, and milk was the best stomach product.

Fresh milk is boiled and let stand, then boiled millet is added, mixed with honey, and a delicious honey milk millet porridge is made.

Yu Xizhou sniffed the aroma, and his stomach began to growl.

The fate of this poor family is sad, and he can't take care of himself, but he still has to take the master's bits and pieces to heart, and he can't be a little negligent.

Although he muttered about this, Yu Xizhou's heart couldn't let go of Shen Nanfeng.

Thinking about his drunken appearance yesterday, his little face turned red when he rubbed it, it turned out that the prince is also an insecure person!

Yu Xizhou couldn't help touching his lips, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"What's so happy?" Shen Nanfeng got up in the morning to breathe the fresh morning air in this courtyard, and saw Yu Xizhou looking stupid from afar, grinning and smiling.

Ahh

"The prince?" Yu Xizhou was frightened by this voice, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Hmm."

"Why did the prince get up so early?" It's a shame on the dead, it seems that it's still the same old saying, you can't mumble in your heart, the speed of this encounter is even faster than Cao Cao!

"Breathable." Shen Nanfeng's voice was a little hoarse, but Yu Xizhou's voice control sounded lazy and sultry.

"The slave maid has prepared breakfast for the prince." Shaking his head, Yu Xizhou raised his head and looked at Shen Nanfeng expectantly.

The man's bright eyes swept over the face of the woman in front of him, his gaze fell on her forehead, and his handsome eyebrows couldn't help frowning: "How did you get this?" ”

"The slave maid accidentally bumped into it herself." Yu Xizhou shrugged his shoulders helplessly, he couldn't tell him that he was Miss Cousin's trick on her to fall.

"So this son will go and bandage it." Shen Nanfeng withdrew the hand that wanted to touch her forehead, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

"No need, Lord Shizi, let's go have breakfast first, it's not delicious if it's cold." Yu Xizhou touched her forehead, fortunately, she has resisted falling since she was a child, and a thin scab formed after Yuan Xi treated her yesterday.

Shen Nanfeng nodded.

"The slave and maid will send the prince to the palace." Yu Xizhou looked at Shen Nanfeng's pale face, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, if food could bring Shen Nanfeng a sense of peace of mind, she was willing to cook a lot of delicious food every day to fill the hole in his heart.

This sudden idea really jumped Yu Xizhou.

In a panic, he took out this bowl of honey, milk, millet porridge from the kitchen and sent it to Shen Nanfeng's bedroom.

"Lord Shizi, come and taste it, this is the millet porridge that the slave maid specially made for you to nourish your stomach." Yu Xizhou presented the bowl to Shen Nanfeng's side, looking forward to the moment when this bowl of morning food entered his mouth.

"Why do you want to make a stomach-nourishing breakfast?" Shen Nanfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Stupid, if you drink, what do you eat if you don't eat something to nourish your stomach?

"The prince was greedy for a cup yesterday, and the wine in the stomach will hurt the stomach, so today's food should not be too spicy, and it is the most suitable for light stomach." Yu Xizhou's willow eyebrows were slightly urged, and he explained seriously.

Did she care about him?

Shen Nanfeng's mind suddenly flashed the scene from last night, this girl was not afraid of him?

"I'll taste it." Shen Nanfeng was overjoyed, and then picked up a wooden spoon and gently scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge and sent it to his mouth.

The sweet taste, accompanied by the fragrance of honey and milk, and the mellow aroma of millet, touched his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to go back to six years ago, when his mother was still in this world.