After reading a thick stack of letters, Prince Yuanbao felt relieved and felt refreshed. He wanted to go to Ganming Palace himself. Prince Yuanbao was satisfied with pulling the fat sister's little nose. Prince Yuanbao put down the last page of the letter paper, poked his head out of the bed tent with a bright light, and grinned and said, "Prepare pens and ink for me."

"What kind of pen and ink are you prepared? If you ask Liu Quanshun to bring it back, you will have a fever and don't make trouble." Looking at the youngest son who was quickly alive, Empress Dowager Hui'an pressed him back to the pillow with a stern face.

The little prince Yuanbao smiled and said, "Mother, I either wrote a reply to Fanfan, or painted her a painting, and it would be fine in a while."

Empress Dowager Hui'an thought about it for a while, then nodded and agreed.

So, Princess Ji Zishan, who was banned in Ganming Palace, received a fat pig painted by the little prince Yuanbao. Ji Zishan looked at the vivid little fat pig and shouted excitedly: "What do you mean by little brother? Are he saying I look like a pig? Am I that fat!" Seeing that His Majesty Ji Ziqing was so laughing that he couldn't speak, Ji Zishan sent her bloated and fat little body to Liu Quanshun and forced him to express his opinion, "Brother Shun, do you think I am fat?!!"

Liu Quanshun was sweating coldly when asked: "...The princess is not very fat, you just wear thicker clothes."

"Then what does it mean to draw a pig for me?" Ji Zishan stared at Liu Quanshun seriously, as if she wanted to hear him give him a reason to say something.

Liu Quanshun racked his brains and said, "The prince's meaning may be that the princess is as cute as a pig. Yes, the prince is saying that you are cute, definitely not saying that you are fat..." Oh, his mother, he lied to the little princess again. Even if the prince draws a little rabbit, he can still be more confident when he says the word "cute".

Ji Zishan reluctantly accepted Liu Quanshun's explanation.

The next day, when the little prince Yuanbao opened his eyes, he was waiting for his younger sister's letter to see his son's Empress Dowager Hui'an. Looking at his eager appearance, he was really angry and funny. With a slight change of thought, he simply asked Madam Biyun to go there, so that he could explain his youngest son's thoughts today earlier. Madam Biyun lived up to expectations and indeed brought back a rich letter with great handwriting.

"...Little brother, let me tell you, the elder brother is too much. He threatened me with writing a letter for me, asking me to learn roosters and roosters and roosters and roosters and roosters and roosters and roosters and roosters. I almost can't speak human words... Also, little brother, you drew a little pig yesterday. Are you saying that I'm fat or that I'm cute? If I say I'm fat, hum, I won't go back to Cining Palace..." The little prince Yuanbao staring at the letter seemed to have eaten a fairy pill, and his expression was fascinated, and he was so beautiful that he was almost floating in the air.

Empress Dowager Hui'an couldn't help but curiosity, so she picked up a piece of letter paper and read it: "... The eldest brother was afraid that I would be bored by myself, so he asked me to play shuttlecock in his study. Once, I kicked it too high and far, and the shuttlecock directly hit his inkstone, dirtying some ministers' memorials. I admit my mistake and apologized. The eldest brother still beat me up. Woooo, the few days I have lived in the Ganming Palace, and the eldest brother beat me every day, so it's better for the younger brother..."

After reading the letter with satisfaction, the little prince Yuanbao picked up a stroke and drew a picture. On the snow-white paper, there was a small peach blossom fan in the middle, but there were three chubby ingots around it, surrounding the small peach blossom fan.

In this way, during the conversation between calligraphy and paintings, the little prince Yuanbao finally recovered from illness, and the little princess Ji Zishan finally "released from prison".

The brothers and sisters who successfully met in Cining Palace, Yuanbao Xiao Prince grabbed her sister's nose with great satisfaction. Princess Ji Zishan carried Yuanbao Xiao Prince very domineeringly and walked around in a difficult position. When Prince Yuanbao Xiao Prince touched his nose with a very embarrassing embarrassment, Yuanyuan Prince twisted his little body and squeezed over, pouted his pink lips and said, "Auntie, hold me and turn--"

Ji Zishan broke the head of the Yuanyuan Prince to the direction of His Majesty Ji Ziqing, and sneered and said, "——Come to your father and hug him, be good."

Although the little prince Yuanbao has recovered from illness, his illness will eventually hurt his vitality. At the suggestion of the imperial doctor, the little prince Yuanbao still stayed in Cining Palace to recuperate and will not go back to Wenhua Pavilion to study for the time being. As the four companions of the little prince Yuanbao, Ning Yuze and the four of them come to visit every day at noon. On this day, when the four of them came to Cining Palace as usual, the little prince Yuanbao and Ji Zishan were playing chess on the warm bed.

Playing chess with the little sister is a particularly tormenting happiness. This feeling is called the little prince Yuanbao very entangled. However, when he heard that the four companions came to read, the little prince Yuanbao immediately breathed a sigh of relief because he no longer had to... entangled!

"Your prince feels better today?" As the cousin of my uncle who is closest to you, Ning Yuze was the first to express his condolences.

Because he was still recuperating, the little prince Yuanbao dressed in casual homely outfits. The peacock blue silk robe, his long hair was not tied up with jade and crown, and he was loosely tied with a broadband of gold thread. Although he was not old, he had a bit of elegant and elegant appearance: "It's much better. You can go back to Wenhua Pavilion to go to school in two or three days. Don't stand, just sit."

Princess Ji Zishan patted her little slap and said with a crisp voice: "Put tea, stir-fried chestnuts with hot sugar!"

"I know you will come, so Fans are specially prepared for you! I just tasted two of them, and the taste is pretty good, so you can try them too." The little prince Yuanbao smiled.

Ning Yuze immediately bowed to Ji Zishan and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you for thinking about it." The remaining three people also echoed, Ji Zishan posed her chubby claws and said with a smile, "You don't have to be polite, you don't have to be polite, everyone is from the same school, so you can have something to eat..." As they spoke, the palace maids had already offered fragrant tea and fried chestnuts in a regular and polite manner.

There was also a plate on the couch table next to the little prince Yuanbao. Ji Zishan smiled and pinched a chestnut and stuffed it into the little prince Yuanbao's hand: "Little brother, I just peeled the chestnuts for you just now, now it's your turn to peel it for me. Peel it quickly, I want to eat ten!"

"What are you doing when you eat so many chestnuts? It's time to eat lunch later. It's enough to taste two or three." The little prince Yuanbao peeled the chestnuts while educating the greedy little sister, "You always eat so many snacks, which makes you prone to gain weight. Be good, don't eat a lot."

Ji Zishan pinched her fleshy face and nodded and agreed, "Okay..." He pinched out two more chestnuts from the plate, and then ordered the palace maid standing in the corner of the wall, "Take the rest to... Mu Huaiqian to eat. He may have eaten, but he never gained weight. It's really enviable."

The little princess of Peach Blossom looked at it with envious eyes, and Mu Huaiqian's eyes twitched and said modestly: "Where, where..."

He was almost worried about his own food. Other friends were reserved when eating. He was just like a big bucket of rice, and he couldn't eat enough. Every time he ate, the eunuch standing beside him would stare at him. His elder brother once joked that he could eat so much that he would definitely scare his little wife in the future. He joked that since there was a woman who could accept her husband as a bucket of rice, there must be the same girl who could accept him as a foodie. Just like his mother, she not only did not dislike her father, but also often prepared a lot of food to make her father enjoy her.

Young Master Mu Huaiqian was obviously worried about his appetite before, but as he thought about it, his thoughts drifted...

Young Master Mu Huaiqian, who was floating in his mind, suddenly a light of inspiration flashed through his mind, but the light of inspiration flashed without leaving any trace. Mu Huaiqian, who was seriously peeling the chestnuts to eat, frowned, as if he had ignored something.

What exactly is it? It seems to have something to do with what he just thought...

"Hahahaha, look, Mu Huaiqian doesn't eat chestnut meat and only eat chestnut skin!" A sweet and light voice, like a lark in spring, pulled Mu Huaiqian back from his focused thoughts. Mu Huaiqian looked at the chestnut skin that was about to be stuffed into his mouth, then the chestnut meat thrown on the table, and finally looked at several pairs of eyes that looked at him, and suddenly he wanted to faint.

Ji Zishan held her cheek with one hand and bent her big eyes and asked with a smile: "Mu Huaiqian, what were you thinking just now? So enchanting?!"

How dare Mu Huaiqian say that I was thinking about my future young wife. He could only blush and said embarrassedly: "I miss... I miss my mother, she... I like to eat fried chestnuts."

"Oh, it turns out that you are thinking of others when you see things." Ji Zishan suddenly realized, "Then I'll give you some raw chestnuts, and you can find someone to bring them to your mother."

The little prince Yuanbao smiled and shook his head. The little sister was very close to her small treasury, but she was very generous in terms of food. When eating barbecue, she did not forget to give a few skewers to the palace servants to give them tooth sacrifices. When she heard that anyone who liked to eat would send them out.

He lifted the peeled chestnuts over, and the little prince Yuanbao coaxed his little sister like he was a child: "Fan and open his mouth."

Ji Zishan opened her mouth with a 'ah', and the little prince Yuanbao was very skillful in feeding the chestnuts.

The heat on Mu Huaiqian's face had not subsided, but his speech was fluent. When Ji Zishan slapped her cheeks and chewed the chestnuts, Mu Huaiqian replied: "Thank you for your kindness. My brother sent someone to the northern border a while ago and sent some for his mother. The princess would spend more money without any effort."
Chapter completed!