The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiujiu heard a gurgling sound, coming from Di Jiang's belly.

Jiujiu looked at Di Jiang in confusion and asked, "Brother Di Jiang, haven't you eaten?"

Di Jiang didn't want to admit it at first, but his belly seemed to have its own ideas and actually admitted it for him.

The grunting sound was like an erhu, and once it sounded, it continued continuously, embarrassing him.

Jiujiu said: "Just in time, Jiujiu brought dumplings to Brother Dijiang. Brother Dijiang, come and eat with me?"

Jiujiu said, holding Di Jiang's hand and leading Di Jiang into the house.

"Brother Dijiang, your hands are so cold! They are like ice cubes."

After entering the room and sitting down, Aunt Gui was placing dumplings on the table. Chuyang and Xiaoman were adding charcoal to the fire. Jiujiu took Di Jiang's hand and helped rub it, then breathed hot breath into Di Jiang's hand. .

"This way it won't be cold."

Di Jiang did not resist or speak, and allowed Jiujiu to warm his hands.

He looked at Jiujiu with warmth that was about to overflow.

He never knew that the little sun could not only illuminate his world, but also come down to earth and help him warm his hands up close.

"Jiujiu, thank you."

"No thanks, no thanks."

Jiujiu finally helped Dijiang's hands regain their temperature, but her own hands became cold.

Jiujiu breathed into his little hand.

Upon seeing this, Di Jiang came to Jiujiu's side, hugged Jiujiu, and forcefully pulled Jiujiu's hands under his chest to warm Jiujiu's hands.

Jiujiu felt the boy's hot chest and strong heartbeat.

But Jiujiu didn't have much idea, he just felt quite warm.

Di Jiang didn't have much idea, he just wanted to help Jiujiu warm his hands.

The two children, one big, one small, and two sweethearts, are extremely sincere to each other at this moment.

After his little hands warmed up, Jiujiu took back his hands and ate dumplings with Di Jiang.

Di Jiang was now willing to eat dumplings. He ate a lot of dumplings and even got a copper coin out of them.

Di Jiang calmly spit out the copper coins.

Jiujiu danced excitedly on the side, "Brother Dijiang, you actually ate out copper coins? Jiujiu ate a lot of dumplings tonight, but didn't eat a single copper coin."

"If you eat it, it means you will have good luck and wealth in the new year."

"Borrow me auspicious words."

Di Jiang finally smiled. He looked at Jiujiu and smiled softly, with a brighter light on his face.

Chu Yang watched from the side and thought to himself: "The princess is really extraordinary for Your Highness."

"When she comes, Your Highness will be like an ordinary person, with joy, anger, sorrow, and laughter."

"As soon as she left, His Highness was just like a tool, studying, practicing, and living a very boring life, boring and without any fun."

Yes, Di Jiang felt happy just looking at Jiujiu.

Jiujiu, in addition to eating dumplings, also ate a lot of jujube paste cakes made by Di Jiang himself, which were so delicious.

Every time she comes to Dijiang, she eats a lot.

Di Jiang also likes to watch her eat.

but--

The materials for making jujube paste cakes that Di Jiang brought from the south are gone, and he will no longer be able to make jujube paste cakes.

Di Jiang was very troubled by this.

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After Feng Caiwei left the palace, she ordered people to inquire about Di Jiang's hobbies or what he liked to eat. If she could continue to indulge him and prove her sincerity, Di Jiang would definitely be impressed by her.

After being moved by her, he will no longer doubt her, let alone reject her thousands of miles away.

After spending a lot of money and effort, she found out that Di Jiang was very fond of eating jujube paste cake, a specialty of his mother, and made it by himself in the small kitchen of the museum almost every day.

However, Dijiang has recently run out of materials and cannot make jujube paste cakes.

The ingredients for making jujube cake are very special and may not be available in the palace.

Di Jiang is worried about this matter.

After Feng Caiwei got the news, she was very happy. She said: "It's really good. I'm going to buy something to make jujube paste cake. The palace is full of food for the people of Xichu, so naturally I can't find all the ingredients, but what? , it’s not necessarily the case outside the palace.”

"The black market and the caravan are full of fish and dragons. There are traders from all over the world. They sell everything. You can definitely buy everything to make date paste cakes."

Feng Caiwei did what she said. She took the palace's housekeeper and walked around the capital for two days, and finally bought all the things she needed.

She was in high spirits, thinking about how to enter the palace next.

The housekeeper was puzzled: "Miss, our current situation is already very difficult. The prince is in jail, the princess is crazy again, and we need to spend money everywhere. Without the prince's salary, we are equivalent to cutting off our financial resources. In the future, we will It’s becoming more and more difficult, so we have to save some money and don’t buy these useless things if we can’t help it.”

"Expensive and useless."

"What do you know?" Feng Caiwei said, "Di Jiang is not an ordinary person. If we make friends with him, we will have whatever we want in the future."

The housekeeper didn't understand, so he shook his head feebly and said, "Miss, just be happy."

"Butler, please help me contact the people who were placed in the palace before by our palace. I want to enter the palace."

"Isn't it too old?" The housekeeper was puzzled.

Why are you running around during the Chinese New Year?

"Nothing."

Feng Caiwei didn't want to see those relatives. When Duan Wangfu was in the spotlight, everyone wanted to be friends with them, but now, everyone wants to poke the backbone of Duanwangfu.

It’s not the New Year, so it’s okay not to see those relatives.

"Ok."

Feng Caiwei entered the palace with her things and came to the quality hall.

Di Jiang was studying in the courtyard at the moment, very focused and serious, and even Feng Caiwei came, but he didn't notice.

Chu Yang, who was beside him, stepped forward and asked, "Feng Caiwei, right? You, a majestic princess, are not staying in your palace. What are you doing here?"

Since the last time Feng Caiwei visited Di Jiang on New Year's Eve, Di Jiang asked Chu Yang to find a way to check Feng Caiwei, find out Feng Caiwei's identity, and also know that Feng Caiwei was not sent by people from the South. There are dangers.

Chu Yang was no longer so vigilant.

He was just a little curious, why did Feng Caiwei keep coming to the prison for no reason?

"I'm here to see His Highness Proton." Feng Caiwei said, showing what she was holding in her hand and showing it to Chu Yang, "Look, I also brought a lot of good things to His Highness Proton."

"What good stuff?" Chu Yang asked.

Feng Caiwei said flatteringly: "Ingredients for making jujube paste cake."

"What, the ingredients for making jujube mud cake?" Chuyang was very surprised, "Let me see it quickly?"

"it is good."

Feng Caiwei opened the things, showed them to Chu Yang, and let Chu Yang inspect them again.

"Your Highness, come and take a look? Ingredients for making jujube cake."

"It's quite complete."

After Di Jiang came over to see it, he was very excited and wanted to make jujube paste cake immediately.

Jiujiu loves this the most, but when she came this morning, she was very disappointed because she didn't get the jujube cake.

Di Jiang didn't want Jiujiu to be disappointed.

Feng Caiwei was very happy when she saw that Di Jiang accepted the date cake and hurriedly made it.

Look, Di Jiang was impressed by her so easily. After receiving the things, he made them as soon as possible. It seems that he wanted her to taste the clay cake to thank her for bringing these things.