When the Seventh Prince was in the palace, he didn't react much, except for praising the delicious dim sum and being a little grandson on the side.

Even if the Queen Mother said this before he left the palace, he didn't react.

It's just that when he and Xiao Fubao were walking out in the same car, he cried.

The little boy's emotions seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, he had been pretending to be expressionless in the palace, but when he came out, he cried directly.

His performance made Xiao Fubao stunned for a moment, and then quickly took his hand.

"Little Seven ......"

Xiao Fubao originally wanted to call the other party's little seventh brother directly, but he thought that he had just admitted that he was the other party's little aunt, so how should he count this generation now?

And as an elder, Xiao Fubao feels that he doesn't have a broad shoulder for the other party to lean on, which is a big regret in life.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Fubao directly hugged the other party into his arms, and then reached out to comfort the other party's back.

Xiao Fubao had stretched out her hand as much as she could, and she almost failed to soothe the other party's back.

"Xiao Qi, don't cry, Xiao Qi, don't be sad, Fu Bao is by your side, Fu Bao will send you home safely, don't be afraid!"

Although Xiao Fubao didn't directly point out why the Seventh Prince was sad, she could always guess something that seemed to be related to the Queen Mother.

If this is the case, perhaps it is because the Seventh Prince has lived outside for too long, so he is also lonely.

And today they entered the palace together, and the Queen Mother's attitude towards the Seventh Prince was so good, which would inevitably move the Seventh Prince's heart, so he would make his emotions collapse again.

"Fubao, I really envy you, I have an uncle and grandmother to be by my side, and there are so naughty brothers and sisters at home, it's not like I'm alone outside the palace, it looks like I have everything, but in fact there is nothing."

The little boy's words did not look like the attitude of a child at all.

He sighed, lifted the curtain and looked out of the car.

The wind blew in, drying the tears on his face, and his emotions gradually calmed down.

"Xiao Qi, don't think like this, Fubao will be your best friend and your strongest supporter, don't worry, as long as Fubao is here, Fubao's family is also your family, when we have a holiday this month, I'll take you to the house!"

Xiao Fubao cherishes this little friend she has exchanged for blessings, and she also wants to be a writer with the other party.

Xiao Fubao always felt that although the other party had a noble status, he looked similar to her, and he didn't have the love of his father, so he cherished other relatives around him.

"This is what Xiao Fubao said, and I have to go to your house to eat a lot of delicious food, play with your little toys, Xiao Fubao will not be unhappy!"

The little boy burst into tears and laughed, and deliberately said two words that would make the other children nervous when they heard it.

But Xiao Fubao didn't care about this, and seemed to be very resistant.

"Fubao's is Xiao Qi's, so Xiao Qi only needs to like it. Fubao's toys will be given to you to play with, and Fubao can also cook, and will let Xiaoqi taste Fubao's craftsmanship! ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Fubao suddenly found a problem, that is, she took the food box back.

Because the two children had many common topics along the way, when they set off, the two of them deliberately got into a car, and Pinglan, who came with Fubao, was in Fubao's car.

Fu Bao then remembered that since she arrived at the concubine Niangniang's bedroom, she forgot to take out the food box she was carrying and give it to the concubine Niangniang, and I am afraid that the food in it has already been cold.

Xiao Fubao knew that such food could not be tasted by her best friend, so in order to prove that she could cook, she deliberately opened the curtain and shouted to the car next to her.

"Xiao Qi, don't think that Fu Bao is lying to you, Fu Bao really knows how to cook, Fu Bao will prove to you now that Fu Bao is telling the truth!"

After Xiao Fubao promised with a smile, he lifted the curtain and shouted twice in the direction of Pinglan.

"Sister Pinglan, did you forget to urge Fubao to take that food box to the concubine Niangniang, and now you have brought it back, you can open it and show it to Xiao Qi!"

After Pinglan got Xiao Fubao's instructions, she also did the same to open the curtain, and then showed the side dishes inside to the Seven Princes early, and the Seven Princes wanted to reach out and take them after reading them.

"Anyway, this meal is already cold, and it is estimated that it will be hot before you can eat it after taking it home, and it just so happens that the cook at home has always been unwell recently, Fu Bao doesn't mind letting me take these back to make dinner!"

As soon as the little boy spoke, Xiao Fubao's eyes widened, and he held the little boy's hand even harder.

"Huh? It turns out that Xiao Qi also eats leftovers? I always thought that the emperor's relatives never ate leftovers, when I was in the countryside before, the couple didn't eat, only let Fubao and his mother eat!

However, my mother said that the leftovers are very warm, and ordinary children often eat them, and Fubao feels very happy to eat with my mother! ”

Xiao Fubao said, her eyes were full of light, as if she missed the time when she had dinner with her mother.

"I also think it's a pleasure to eat with my mother, but I don't spend much time with my mother, and I don't feel some of the beauty in it. But I know Xiao Fubao now, and eating with Fubao and his family should be a very beautiful thing, and I am looking forward to that day! ”

The little boy changed the topic, and Xiao Fubao was also moved by the other party.

The two little ones leaned together and said a lot of interesting things, and finally the little boy's attention fell on the little carrier pigeon.

"Fu Bao, the little carrier pigeon that has been flying around on the roof of the car outside should be the Gege you said!"

After the little boy asked casually, Xiao Fubao realized that Gege had followed, and she didn't even notice it.

"Huh? Did Gege really come over? How did Fu Bao not know? Fu Bao wants to see if it's really qualified! ”

When Xiao Fubao opened the curtain, the little carrier pigeon flew over directly and landed on her shoulder, and one person and one bird looked exceptionally harmonious.

"Wow, it's really Gege, it's Gege who is alive, how is Gege doing at home? Why did you suddenly come to find Fubao! ”

Xiao Fubao smiled and reached out to touch the fluff on the little carrier pigeon, and after the little carrier pigeon cooed a few times, he let her touch it.

Looking at such a harmonious picture of one person and one bird, the corners of the little boy's mouth raised slightly, and he opened his mouth: "Fubao, if we cook together, is it good to roast pigeons, it is said that the taste of roast pigeon is particularly good!" ”