Chapter 112: Little thing, you really are good at confusing right and wrong!
Xiyan looked at the oil-paper bag handed to her by Manluo, was stunned at first, and then took it.
The moment she opened it, the sweet fragrance of osmanthus filled her face, and her eyes suddenly became moist:
"You, just stealing, what are you thinking about me doing?"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and eat! Even fairies get hungry!"
Xiyan took out a piece with a smile and took a bite. The sweet flavor melted on the tip of her tongue, and her heart also felt sweet.
“It’s delicious…”
She suddenly recalled the days of blood and tears during her training in the underground palace of the Prince Regent's Palace a few years ago.
At that time, if they failed to complete the day's training, they would be punished by Xiao Nanyue and not allowed to eat if they failed to complete the training. When they were starving, Manluo would always take out a piece of osmanthus cake like a magic trick, saying that she stole it from the chef.
In fact, Xiyan herself didn’t like sweets very much, but at that time, this osmanthus cake could fill her stomach, and Manluo risked her life to steal it for her, so she gradually fell in love with the taste.
Manluo, on the other hand, got tired of it after eating it a few times, and even wondered why she liked to eat this cloyingly sweet thing.
In fact, in Xiyan's heart, the sweetest thing in the world has never been the cake itself, but when someone is stealing and still thinking about whether you are hungry at the moment.
Xiyan ate a piece and carefully wrapped up the rest and put it away.
She stared at the oil stain on Manluo's lips, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and threw it to Manluo:
"Wipe your mouth. The oil is almost dripping onto your skirt."
Manluo was startled, took the handkerchief and wiped it carefully, muttering softly:
"It seems that the fabric of that bastard's clothes is really bad. It's slippery and not even suitable for use as a rag."
"What are you talking about?" Xiyan was puzzled.
"It's okay, go back quickly, it's too late or that evil spirit will go crazy again!"
Manluo grinned, pulled Xiyan and turned away.
Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I bumped into a small figure head-on.
The two of them looked closely and saw a little boy of seven or eight years old. He ran too fast and did not stop, so he staggered and fell to the ground.
The small straw cage he was holding slipped out of his hand in an instant, and several crickets crawled out and burrowed into the grass on the side.
The little eunuch who followed behind him was panting and hurried forward to help the man, but he was pushed away by him with his chubby little hands. He climbed up, rubbing his butt angrily, and his baby voice scolded him with a deliberately imitated majesty.
"You two bitches, how dare you knock me down!"
Xiyan recognized at a glance that this delicate little boy was the sixth prince of Tianqi, Helian Ji.
Unexpectedly, I had a connection with him and met him again when I entered the palace this time.
"It turns out to be His Highness the Sixth Prince. I am honored to meet you!"
Xiyan said this, bowing slightly.
Only then did Manluo realize that the little guy in front of her was Helian Ji, the little overlord of Apocalypse.
Helian Ji looked at Xiyan carefully and recognized her. His eyes suddenly widened:
"It's you again! Last time at Chunxi Cottage, you teased me, and I haven't settled that score with you yet. Today, you knocked me down again, and caused the cricket I had so hard to catch to escape. Tell me, what is your punishment?"
Manluo chuckled:
"Sixth Prince, what you said is wrong. We are standing here without moving, and it was you who ran here in a hurry, not even looking where you were going..."
"shut up!"
Helian Ji stamped his feet in anger:
"You slut, you did it on purpose to pay for my crickets. Otherwise, I'll give you a beating!"
Manluo raised an eyebrow at the little bully, then suddenly squatted down and pinched his chubby face:
"Little Fatty, are you robbing people on the road?"
Helian Ji's cheeks were pinched so hard that they were deformed. He was furious:
"Come here, arrest these two evil women! I'm going to tell my father and mother that they... they're trying to murder me!"
The corners of Manluo's lips twitched:
"Little thing, you really are good at confusing right and wrong!"
Xiyan knew very well that no matter how unreasonable or ignorant Helian Ji was, he was still the Sixth Prince of Tianqi. They were in the imperial palace and must not get into trouble.
She quickly bent down, took out the oil-paper package from her bosom, revealed the two pieces of osmanthus cake inside, and shook them in front of Helian Ji:
"Your Highness, please calm down. All the mistakes are my fault. I have some sweet and fragrant cakes soaked in osmanthus wine. They are just for apology..."
Helian Ji had been running outside for a long time and was indeed a little hungry. He stared at the fragrant osmanthus cake in Xiyan's palm and swallowed his saliva.
It was because he was in the period of tooth growth, and Concubine Shu was very strict about his diet, especially sweets, and she would not let him touch them.
After all, he was a child at heart. He quickly forgot about his previous anger. Just as his chubby little hands were about to grab it, he put on his princely airs and snorted with his neck stiffened.
"This... this is the opportunity I'm giving you. Hurry and feed it to me!"
Xiyan and Manluo smiled at each other, but still put the oil paper under the cake and handed it to Helian Ji's lips.
Smelling the sweet aroma of osmanthus cake, Helian Ji couldn't wait and opened his mouth to take a bite, but he heard the jingling of jewelry behind him and a sharp female voice suddenly rang out:
"Sixth brother, you are not allowed to eat!"
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