The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

"No, no."

"Trust me."

Nan Yuanxiang patted her chest confidently, with determination in her eyes.

"What if?" Jiujiu was uneasy.

"In case he kicks you out, from now on, you will be my sister and I will be your sister."

"I call my sister long live my sister every day. My sister is a great beauty. My sister loves you."

[These words are so beautiful and can really confuse people's hearts. 】

[I feel like my little cousin is from a pyramid scheme. 】

Nan Yuanxiang is a little confused, what is a person in a pyramid scheme organization?

It should be a compliment to her!

Then she is really awesome.

He was actually praised by ninety-nine people for being a member of a pyramid scheme.

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After two sticks of incense, Jiujiu, Nan Yuanxiang, and Dahuang arrived at the door of the quality hall.

In Jiujiu's memory, the door to the prison building was always open day and night and never closed.

This is the first time today that the door of the hostel is closed, as if to stop someone.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Jiujiu stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Nan Yuanxiang also followed suit.

When Nan Yuanxiang knocked on the door, he knocked on the door very hard, like hitting the door with a hammer, and the sound was deafening.

As soon as the people inside heard the knock on the door, they knew that the bandit Nan Yuanxiang was here again.

The sound of driving came through a door.

"Let's go."

"Miss Nan, our Highness will not teach you how to make jujube paste cake."

"Stop your wishful thinking."

After hearing this, Nan Yuanxiang curled up her little mouth, looked at Jiujiu aggrievedly, and said with a choked voice, "Jiujiu, did you hear that? Proton will not teach me how to make jujube paste cake."

"He must think I'm ugly, so he refuses to teach me."

Nan Yuanxiang felt inferior to herself again because of the birthmark on her face.

"Little cousin, what are you talking about?" Jiujiu said, "You are not ugly, you are pretty."

"Proton definitely doesn't feel that way, wuwuwu..." Nan Yuanxiang rubbed her eyes and cried.

Nan Yuanxiang lives in Qiushui Residence recently. The food is good. She has grown a lot taller and fatter. Jiujiu has to stand on tiptoe if she wants to pat Nan Yuanxiang on the shoulder and comfort her.

"Little cousin, don't cry. I'll beg you again."

"I will try my best to help you beg."

I was so tired from standing on tiptoe.

"Okay." Nan Yuanxiang wiped her tears, held Jiujiu's hand tightly, and looked at Jiujiu expectantly, "Whether I can learn to make jujube cake depends on you, Jiujiu."

"Jiujiu, you are my hope!"

"Yes." Under Nan Yuanxiang's expectant eyes, Jiujiu knocked on the door of the library again.

"Brother Dijiang, is Jiujiu here?"

"Can't Jiujiu go in?"

Di Jiang, who was studying inside, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly said to Chuyang: "Chuyang, did you hear it? It's Jiujiu's voice? Jiujiu is here, hurry up, open the door."

"No, I'll go myself."

These days, Di Jiang looks forward to the stars, the moon, and always hopes that Jiujiu will come to see him.

But Jiujiu didn't come.

According to people in the palace, Jiujiu followed the emperor out of the palace.

But why leave the palace? Why haven't you returned to the palace for so long? The people in the palace seemed to have been told not to make any arbitrary comments, let alone spread them. Chuyang could not find out, nor did he know that Jiujiu had returned to the palace a long time ago and had been attending to illness recently.

Di Jiang has been very anxious these days.

He was worried that something would happen to Jiujiu.

Hearing Jiujiu's voice at this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no need to worry.

He opened the door to Jiujiu himself.

Before Jiujiu entered the door, he suddenly heard another burst of crying.

Jiujiu was confused: "Why is it crying again? Could it be that something happened to Sister Beauty and the Third Prince again?"

Di Jiang, who opened the door, happened to hear this. He looked Jiujiu up and down and saw that Jiujiu was fine. He said, "Nothing happened. An Gui and the third prince must have been ridiculed again."

"The two of them felt uncomfortable, so they cried!"

"That's it!"

[I just don’t know why Sister Beauty and Third Brother are always being ridiculed? 】

[Their life was not easy to begin with, and they were ridiculed. 】

【well……】

Isn't it because of the looks of mother and son?

After An Guiren was poisoned during pregnancy, the toxin was not completely removed and returned to her and the third prince's faces, disfiguring them.

The people in the palace secretly and openly mocked the mother and son for being ugly and unlucky, and that they should die early so that they could be reincarnated as soon as possible.

Can mother and son cry without feeling uncomfortable?

"Jiujiu, don't think about it, come in?" Di Jiang made an invitation gesture, "If we have anything to say, let's go in and talk about it?"

"it is good."

Di Jiang invited Jiujiu in.

Nan Yuanxiang and Da Huang followed.

Nan Yuanxiang and Dahuang both shrank their necks and were three meters away from Dijiang. They seemed to be a little afraid of Dijiang.

Probably because Di Jiang possesses a natural domineering aura of a king, and he is self-confident without getting angry.

Even though he is only nine and a half years old now and is still in a foreign country, this aura is scary.

Jiujiu was also scared at first, but after getting along with Di Jiang for a long time, because Di Jiang was kind to her, she was no longer afraid.

After entering the room.

Jiujiu asked Di Jiang about his recent situation, and then got down to business.

"Brother Dijiang, can you teach my little cousin how to make jujube paste cake? She really wants to learn."

Worried that Di Jiang would not be willing, Jiujiu said hurriedly: "Brother Di Jiang, as long as you can agree, Jiujiu will agree to any conditions."

"Jiujiu will not let you teach in vain."

Jiujiu looked a little anxious in order to convince Di Jiang.

Nan Yuanxiang also pricked up his ears to listen to Di Jiang's decision.

Di Jiang didn't speak. He looked at Jiujiu quietly, thinking about something. His face suddenly became a little gloomy, not as bright as when he opened the door just now, and there was a bit of hurt in his eyes.

Chu Yang watched with distress.

"Brother Dijiang, you look very bad. You...are you unwilling?" Jiujiu pursed her lips and asked.

"No." Di Jiang sighed deeply, "Brother Di Jiang wants to know, Jiujiu, you came to me just to let me teach Nan Yuanxiang how to make jujube paste cake?"

He thought that Jiujiu came to see him because he missed him after not seeing him for such a long time.

He would have been happy.

It turned out that he was overthinking it.

Jiujiu came here for Nan Yuanxiang.

Di Jiang was suddenly jealous of Nan Yuanxiang, who was favored by Jiujiu.

Chu Yang understood what his master was thinking, and he advised: "Your Highness, don't be angry."

Jiujiu: "Angry?"

[Is Brother Dijiang angry because Jiujiu asked him to teach his little cousin how to make jujube paste cake? 】

【This is how to do ah? 】

"Brother Dijiang, don't be angry."

"Jiujiu, tell me, do you have brother Di Jiang in your heart?" Di Jiang was not angry, but felt very sad. He was like a wounded little beast, with his shoulders slumped feebly, his head lowered, and his voice was hoarse. "I want to know."

"You care about your little cousin, your brothers, and your father, emperor, mother and concubine. Who does Brother Dijiang count in your heart? Where does he rank?"

"Or maybe Brother Dijiang is not even ranked in your heart."