At dinner, while serving Jun Jiusi's meal, Red Sleeves was worried about the appearance of Sister Lin's upper body, "Alas, I don't know if the prince will eat or not." ”

"Alas, I haven't lived in the study for a long time, and I don't know if the prince is used to it."

"Alas......"

Jun Jiusi ignored all of them, and waited until he finished eating before he asked Zizhu with a complaining face, "What do you want to say?" On weekdays, you're just lively and not talkative. ”

Zizhu was extremely sad and indignant: "The princess, the slave is worried about you, you still dislike me for talking?" ”

"Red Sleeves, don't you think Zizhu is very talkative tonight?"

"Yes, it's annoying."

The red sleeves smiled and cooperated, not giving Zizhu face at all.

"You, you ......" Zizhu pointed to the red sleeves, looked at Jun Jiusi and stomped his feet, and after the people below took away all the things, he helped Jun Jiusi to walk around the room, "The princess, it's not the slave who said you, you did it today, it really made the prince sad." ”

"But if I don't do this, how can I save Lu Cicada?"

Zizhu raised her eyebrows, as long as the princess was willing to talk to herself.

If she doesn't say a word, she will be frightened.

"The slave didn't say you did it, no. But if you do this, you are right to live in Concubine Li, you are worthy of the second lady, but are you worthy of the prince? Zizhu was a little innocent, but the words he said were particularly thought-provoking, "Obviously, the prince is the most important person for you, you can put down your body and kneel down to the princess for the second miss, so why can't you coax the prince who is angry because he cares about you too much?" ”

Jun Jiusi's footsteps slowly stopped, her brows furrowed slightly, like a wisp of thick fog, lingering, "I don't care about the world?" ”

"Could it be that you don't care about the princess?"

Zizhu asked sharply.

Red Sleeves was packing up his things, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but scold: "Zizhu! ”

This Zizhu, just can't remember, they are subordinates, and the princess is the master, so they can't talk like this.

Even if it is for the good of the master.

That's boundary.

"It's okay, you go on." Jun Jiusi patted the back of Zizhu's hand and encouraged her to continue.

Zizhu shook his head proudly at the red sleeves childishly, and then said to Jun Jiusi: "Shizi Princess, Shizi remembers your preferences, and even knows what hairpins and patterns you like, but do you know what Shizi likes?" ”

"I ......"

Jun Jiusi opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

What Lu Li likes, she really doesn't seem to know.

"Every day when the prince comes back, he will ask us people, what have you done this day, has anyone embarrassed you, and how are you feeling. If you are in a bad mood, the prince will ask what to ask, and he will find a way to make you happy. What about you? Can the prince handle business smoothly during the day? How are you feeling today? You didn't ask once. ”

Zizhu looked at Jun Jiusi, who was stunned, and continued: "The slave doesn't know how to get along with husband and wife, but the slave and maid feel that it shouldn't be like you and the prince. After a long time, haven't you ever thought that the prince would be tired, would he be tired? Everyone, no matter how much they give, whether they are willing or not, is eager to be reciprocated. This is also the way for the two to get along for a long time. ”

"You let me think about it myself......" Jun Jiusi let go of Zizhu and lay down on the soft collapse, closing his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that Red Sleeves glanced at Jun Jiusi's two entangled hands, and then lightly pulled Zizhu out of the room.

When he got outside, Zizhu was very proud to ask Red Sleeves for verification: "How is it, am I very good?" ”

She herself was frightened by herself to say such a reasonable thing.

It couldn't have been better.

"You're big!"

When he went out, Red Sleeves had no scruples, and knocked directly on the door of Zizhu's head a few times, "I think it's right to give you a few sticks." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Zizhu, don't forget, we are slaves, and we don't need to figure out the master's mind as a subordinate. That is, the princess is easy to talk to, otherwise if you look at the change of master, you will have to be killed and sold today. ”

Zizhu rolled her eyes, "What you said, if it weren't for the princess, do you think I would say it?" Am I not really stupid? ”

"Forehead ......"

This time it was the turn of the red sleeves to be stunned, originally thought that Zizhu was a lively and big grin, but now it seems that ......

"What's the matter, hurry up and eat, I'm hungry." Zizhu greeted Red Sleeves, she was already hungry, but she had been serving Jun Jiusi before, so she didn't have time.

Red Sleeves waved his hand: "The princess can't be without one here, you go to dinner first, and come to replace me later." ”

"Okay."

Zizhu went happily, looking at Zizhu's back, the red sleeves fell into a trance.

It seems that I should also change my own problems, always preconceived and feel that others are not as good as themselves.

Who is a fool to be able to live in this high-gate mansion?

Just when Red Sleeves was thinking about it, Jun Jiusi's command suddenly came from inside.

"Princess Shizi, is there something wrong?" Red Sleeves pushed the door in and found that Jun Jiusi had changed into a simple crescent-colored dress with a begonia red cloak on the outside.

Jun Jiusi walked out and said, "I'll go to the kitchen." ”

"Kitchen?"

"Yes, kitchen, Lu Li shouldn't have eaten anything, I made it, he should eat some."

Zizhu is right, even if you are willing to pay all the time, you are eager to be rewarded.

I thought about all my feelings, but I ignored the people closest to me.

She didn't do anything wrong, but Lu Li wasn't wrong to be angry.

Red Sleeves was surprised, "The princess has never been to the kitchen, ...... Will it? ”

Don't blame Red Sleeves for being so surprised, it's really in this high-gate compound, how many women are good at cooking?

"I haven't ever cooked, and I don't remember anything from the past, but I think I will. Let's go, go try it. It's really not good, ask the cook to make some, I said I did it, can you still debunk me? ”

Jun Jiusi's eyebrows dissipated, the distant mountain eyebrows, Dai like ink, just like the eyes that look forward to the flow, like the most colorful stroke on the landscape painting, which is amazing.

Jun Jiusi, who has no depression, is very beautiful.

"The princess is so beautiful tonight, even if she doesn't cook, as long as she sees the princess, the princess won't be angry."

"You've learned badly from Zizhu's girl."

Jun Jiusi looked back and smiled, and Fanghua was victorious.

All of them have long been a thing of the past, and now the person who can grow old with him is himself.

The person in his heart is also himself.

That's enough, so why bother more?