Miss Xiaojiu had a taste of relish.

Li Xin sat next to her and looked at her quietly.

She seemed to have eaten another bowl of dumplings, leaned on the back of the chair, patted her bloated belly with her hands, and closed her eyes with satisfaction.

Although Li Xin and the Seventh Prince both took a lot of thoughts, when the little girl slapped her belly, Li Xin began to doubt in her heart that the reason why this girl approached her was probably just simple... to eat?

Li Xin coughed and forced a smile at the foodie girl.

"Miss Xiaojiu, I will write down this trick for you and take it back. The method is very simple. The people from the Prince of Wei's Mansion should be able to make it easy. If you want to eat in the future, you don't have to worry about coming to me so much."

The Wei Palace is in Yonglefang in the north of the city, and Datongfang is in the south of the capital. It takes at least half an hour to walk in the two places, so Li Xin said it was troublesome.

The little girl turned her eyes and patted her belly while snorting: "That won't work. I saw you twice. You have already made three fresh foods. Those idiots from the Prince of Wei's Mansion can't make a new thing."

Li Xin blinked.

Every dish, or every snack, can only be passed down through time, and it is also highly regional. Li Xinsheng was able to get so much food in an era of information explosion. It would be a bit too difficult for the chefs of this era to make some novel food.

Li Xin really didn't want to have too many connections with this little girl. He said, "For this reason, as long as you get new food here, you will send it to the Wei Palace as soon as possible, so that Miss Xiaojiu will be able to eat."

Miss Nine lowered her head and thought for a while, then slowly shook her head: "No, the things that those people make are not authentic, they are not the same as what you do."

The so-called authenticity or not is actually a preconceived concept. Li Xin is not a professional chef, and the things he makes may not be as delicious as the chefs of the King of Wei’s Mansion. The reason why Miss Xiaojiu had this idea was just because of psychological effects.

Li Xin smiled bitterly and said, "This Yonglefang is so far from Datongfang, it's troublesome for Miss Xiaojiu to come here, right?"

The imperial city faces north and south. Yonglefang under the base of the imperial city wall is naturally in the north of the capital city, while Datongfang is in the south of the city. If you walk in the middle, it will take at least half an hour or even more than one hour.

Miss Xiaojiu rubbed her belly that was full of food and said indifferently: "That's okay, the people from the Prince of Wei can send me here."

Li Xin blinked: "Then you can't run to me every day. We are all unmarried. I am still an innocent young man. If it spreads, will I still get married in the future?"

Miss Xiaojiu's face turned red and she spat: "Bah, shameless."

Her face turned red, she hurriedly stood up from the chair, ran to the door of the room as if she was running away, then stopped, turned around and gritted her teeth and said, "Remember, send this slot to the Wei Palace!"

Li Xin looked at this foodie speechlessly.

I used the big defense of men and women to avoid it. Why didn't this girl react at all? Is she too simple or is the foodie's heart defeating everything?

But when Miss Jiu left, Li Xin went out to see him off. As soon as he reached the door, he saw a purple sedan chair parked at his door. Four strong sedan chairmen stood at the corner of the sedan chair. Miss Jiu jumped into the sedan chair, and then the sedan chair rose and headed to the north.

No wonder this girl doesn’t mind the road is far away. It turns out that someone “sent” her over.

If you read it correctly, the sedan chair should be used by His Royal Highness King Wei to go out on weekdays.

In this way, the identity of this ninth girl is even more self-evident. She is at least a cousin of the Seventh Prince, and may even be her own sister.

As for lovers, it is unlikely. No man would tolerate his own woman, Miss Xiaojiu, who sat in her sedan chair and went to visit another man.

Li Xin stood at the door of his yard, watching the purple sedan chair go away.

Although he is still a fifteen-year-old boy, his soul is an uncle in his early thirties. When encountering this situation, Li Xin naturally would not think that he was favored by beauty, nor would he be blinded and devoted himself to great love.

Even if this little girl really likes him, the ruthless facts are in front of him. He is still a commoner at present. No matter whether this little girl is the cousin of the Seventh Prince or the real sister, Li Xin has no right to covet it. To say a rude thing, with Li Xin's current status, even if Xiao Jiu is pregnant with his child, the final result will be that Li Xin was killed silently and the child would not be born.

This is the identity gap in this era.

This is true in any era, except that the princess married a commoner and the prince married a poor Ming Dynasty.

The Zhu Ming Dynasty did this because there was an Emperor Taizu who was born in Huaiyou commoner. This Huaiyou commoner also left a thick imperial ethics. However, the Ji surname of the royal family of the Great Jin Dynasty was one of the eight ancient surnames and was an authentic aristocratic family. They could not allow their family blood to marry a civilian.

Although the current Emperor Chengde has taken action to protect himself, he will never have any feelings for him, and because he wants to maintain his reputation. If Miss Xiaojiu is really the princess of Emperor Chengde, he rashly approached Miss Xiaojiu and made it clear to the Emperor Chengde that Emperor Chengde would probably shave himself without hesitation.

Miss Xiaojiu is still young, but Li Xin is no longer young.

After careful consideration, Li Xin took a deep breath and made a decision in his heart.

Stay away from it.

Thinking of this, Li Xin took a deep breath and turned around and walked into his yard.

In the room, the charcoal girl sat alone in the kitchen, continued to make dumplings, and ran to the stove from time to time to fill in a few firewood.

Li Xin walked in, touched her head, and chuckled softly, "Hasn't you eaten it? Why are you still doing it?"

The little girl lowered her head and made dumplings very seriously.

"I finished eating it for her just now, but my brother didn't even eat a lot."

Li Xin laughed and sat down, making dumplings with the little girl.

Just as the two of them were working in the kitchen, Miss Xiaojiu's sedan chair returned to Yonglefang. When passing by the Wei Palace, Miss Xiaojiu waved her hand and said softly: "Don't stop, go back to the palace."

Several sedan chairmen responded respectfully, carrying Miss Xiaojiu into the palace unobstructed from the Nangong Gate. After entering the imperial city, in order to prevent assassins, the topless sedan could not be seated. Some eunuchs carried the sedan chair in the open air and carried Miss Xiaojiu to continue to go to the harem.

Miss Xiaojiu walked all the way to the door of Emperor Chengde's bedroom before running down from the sedan chair. Then she ran to the door of the bedroom in three or two steps, and smiled at Chen Ju, the eunuch at the door of the bedroom, and said, "Grandpa, what are your father doing? Are you free?"

Chen Ju, the eunuch in the eunuch, glanced at Miss Jiu and smiled back: "It turns out it's Princess Ninth. The master should be taking a nap now. If you have anything to do, you might as well leave a message. When the master wakes up, I will hand it in to you."

Miss Xiaojiu is the ninth daughter of Emperor Chengde, Ji Lingxiu!

The Ninth Princess smiled and said sweetly: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm about to end the New Year, and I'm sixteen years old. Come and discuss with my father where the princess's mansion will be..."
Chapter completed!