The old man lost his memory again

Not long ago, he couldn't even touch his little hands, and he was able to whisper intimately in a blink of an eye. The little prince showed a gossip in his eyes, but after thinking about it, he declined Wen Lan's meeting these days, which gave Prince Shun an opportunity to take advantage of it. It seems normal for the two to have a close relationship.

The most important thing is that if Wen Lan can be happy with Prince Shun, at least Prince Shun's dislike for him will be much less.

When the little prince thought of this, the smile on his face became brighter.

He was not so resistant to meeting Wen Xianggong next time.

He was just about to lift his feet to go to the palace master's hall, when a male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"What's the happy thing about Little Huangshu today, and ask Gu to listen to it?"

Next to the prince was Wen Xianggong, and behind him were three or four servants in green clothes.Turning around the corridor, a group of people appeared at the gate of the small courtyard in a mighty manner.

Caught this soft and cute little bun, the little prince.

The prince could see it with naked eyes, and he was very happy.

Wen Xianggong on the side secretly glanced at the prince with the tail of his eyes, feeling baffled in his heart.

Earlier, the prince had a heavy expression on his face, as if dark clouds were about to overwhelm him.

Wen Xianggong was worried, so he took advantage of his birthday to pull him out, but the prince was still frowning in the room just now, but now the dark clouds have cleared, completely different from the gloomy face just now, as if he was a different person .

The prince didn't care how weird the expressions of the people next to him were, he saw the little prince coming alone, and immediately leaned forward: "Why did the little prince come here alone, where is the follower?"

"The king asked them to stay in the mansion." The little prince blinked and heaved a sigh of relief seeing the prince alive and well, "Is the prince feeling better?"

The prince didn't dare to say that he was pretending to be sick that day. Hearing this, he immediately covered his face with the back of his hand and coughed a few times, embarrassedly saying: "Gu, Gu is actually much better."

The little prince saw that he was fine one second, and coughed out his lungs the next second, without thinking about it, he quickly said: "Then how did he escape? Is the medicine good?"

After speaking, seeing the prince staggering, he subconsciously supported his arm, and his face turned blue: "Why is the prince wearing such a little, why don't you bring another coat soon?"

After speaking, everyone looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly realized that it is now the bitter summer, how can anyone bring a coat when they go out.

He quickly took off the coat he was wearing and put it on the prince's shoulders.

The prince brazenly embraced the young prince's waist, wrinkled his face bitterly: "I'm a little tired, I want to lean on the little prince's body for a while, would the little prince be willing?"

It's not like I haven't done this before, the little prince reluctantly agreed: "Then... let the prince lean on my king's shoulder."

The prince bent his lips and smiled, hung himself on the young prince's back, and urged the young prince to move forward.

In the past, when the crown prince was a bright yellow dumpling smaller than the young prince, the young prince liked to pretend to be an adult and walk around the palace with the prince on his back.

but now……

Even though the little prince is unwilling to admit it, he is indeed a head and a half shorter than the prince.

He carried the prince on his back, but it was as if the prince was pushing someone away.

Every step taken by the two legs that have grown to countless places is equivalent to two steps taken by the little prince.

The little prince looked more and more wrong, took the time to look back at the prince, saw that the prince looked very awkward, couldn't help but secretly laughed.After laughing twice, I realized that I was laughing like my own short legs, so I couldn't laugh anymore.

The little prince was so wronged that he exploded!

The posture of the little prince walking with people on his shoulders was really weird, but because of his noble status, no one dared to say anything.

The prince looked frank and clingy, pressed his hands on the young prince's shoulders, squeezed it as if there was nothing, and suddenly frowned: "Why does Gu feel that the emperor has lost a lot of weight recently?"

The little prince was trying his best to carry the prince, and when he heard this, he also showed a blank look: "Huh? Really? Are you thin?"

After he had a serious illness, he was taken good care of every day. An Qihe took care of everything for him, except that he didn't help to support the delicate thing in front of him when he went to the toilet.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he should be fat.

The little prince lowered his head to touch his stomach and squeezed out a circle of fat.

The little prince suddenly exploded.

Seeing his sudden aggrieved appearance, the prince thought that the little prince was wronged and didn't have a good meal, so he stood up straight and held the young prince's shoulder, coaxing in a low voice: "Little prince, don't be unhappy, okay?" ? Gu will help you vent your anger, you follow Gu, in Gu's palace, the little emperor can eat whatever he wants."

The little prince pursed his lips aggrievedly, but did not speak.

The prince was a little panicked. After thinking about it, he felt that it must be that the servants of Prince An's Mansion had no eyesight and were bold enough to bully the current emperor's brothers. They were simply rebelling.

So he raised his hand: "Young uncle, don't worry, today's matter is up to you alone, and I will accompany Xiaohuangshu back to the mansion later, and I will help you clean them up!"

Unexpectedly, these words scratched the young prince's beard, and the young prince immediately became unhappy, frowning and retorting: "Prince, you are talking nonsense! They treat me very well! Don't allow the prince to bully them!"

Prince: "?"

The little prince blinked aggrievedly, his face flushed.

Seeing that the little prince finally spoke, the prince was relieved: "Then little prince, tell me, why were you upset just now?"

The little prince blushed immediately, turned his face away awkwardly, and groaned: "My lord, I'm not unhappy."

The prince squinted his eyes, and said deliberately: "So it is true that someone in the little emperor's uncle's house has offended you?"

The little prince quickly retorted.

Then I realized that if I didn't tell the reason, I'm afraid the prince would not easily expose this matter.

He had no choice but to suppress his shame and resignation, and said in a low voice: "This king...this king just, just discovered, my king's legs...how come they are so short!"

The little prince pointed sadly at the prince's long legs, and then pointed at his own short legs.

"..." The prince couldn't laugh or cry again, but he still breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're going to scare Gu to death."

"Isn't this question worth worrying about?" The little prince puffed up his cheeks, and silently swallowed the second half of the sentence that he felt so fat.

After all, if he said it, he would really be a pudgy dumpling.

The little prince has an aesthetic online, but he can't tolerate this appearance in the eyes of outsiders.

"It's worth it." The prince was silent for a few seconds, then nodded seriously.

With a serious look on his face, if the corners of his lips hadn't been trembling because of the suppressed laughter.

"Look!" The little prince exclaimed angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'm not sad, it's my fault!" The prince quickly surrendered, feeling more and more that the little prince is really cute.

I really want to hold it in my arms and rub it, rub it, make a ball.

Ever since the little prince discovered the fact that he had short legs, he was no longer willing to carry the prince on his shoulders.

While the prince looked regretful, he chased after him and asked to hold the little prince's hand, saying that his hands were cold and he wanted to keep warm.

Out of love for the younger generation, the little prince nodded and agreed.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the main hall.

When the text is fair, it is minimalist, but when it comes to his daughter, he loves to make a fuss, he is a typical daughter slave.

The main hall was crowded with people, several tables were lined up all the way to the entrance of the courtyard, all the festive lanterns and curtains were hung up, and several square meters of flowers and plants were moved to the courtyard for decoration according to the daughter's request.

The little prince was dragged to the main seat by the crown prince and sat down. After a while, a servant brought a table full of food.

Wen Xianggong brought his beloved daughter to the prince first, and said a few official words with a straight face.

The prince smiled gently, and complimented Wen Xiangnv a few words in return.

Wen Xiang's daughter shyly hid behind Wen Xianggong.

Wen Xianggong still had a straight face, but his face couldn't hide a bit of softening.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Xianggong looked at the little prince.

Seeing the opportunity came, the little prince quickly asked his servants to take out the prepared fried chicken.

The fried chicken is placed in a paper box. The design and production of this paper box also burned An Qihe's brain cells for three days and three nights. According to the style of the dynasty, the black pattern was designed, and the words "Laifuke" were plated on it. , simple and atmospheric.

Open the carton, the aroma is tangy, and the hot golden fried chicken makes people appetite.

The little girl's eyes straightened as soon as she saw it, and she asked crisply, "What is this?"

The little prince was very enthusiastic: "This is fried chicken. Recently, Lai Fu Ke fried chicken will be opened. This is what will be sold after it opens."

Wen Xiang's daughter sucked her nose, and her saliva was about to flow out: "It smells so good."

The little prince agreed and nodded his head. He had to hold back all the way so he didn't eat anything. Could it not be delicious?

Wen Xiang didn't know what it was, but seeing that the young prince praised it so much, he thought he was famous for his food preferences, so the things he recommended wouldn't be too bad.

Jaws loosened, thanked the little prince for the gift, and asked the servant to cut a piece for his daughter to taste.

Ben still had a stern face for fear that his daughter would not be happy with what he ate, embarrassing the little prince, and making the prince unhappy, but he never thought that his daughter would eat the leftovers immediately with bright eyes.

He looked like he liked it too much.

The little prince squinted his eyes triumphantly and smiled, and said: "This prince has prepared some, please try it together, if you like it, please hold a place after it opens in a few days."

After finishing speaking, the servants distributed the fried chicken prepared in advance to each person.

Wen Xianggong wanted to take his daughter to meet other people, and soon left the main table, the little prince sat down happily holding his share of fried chicken, just opened the box and then thought of something.

His movements froze.

The prince asked curiously, "Why doesn't the little emperor eat it?"

The little prince touched his rolling belly, and pushed the fried chicken to the prince distressedly: "Give it to the prince. I have tried a lot these days. The prince must have never tasted it. I want to give it to the prince."

The prince's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably: "Little Huangshu treats Gu very well."

The little prince was filled with guilt, watching the prince pick up a piece and eat it, he almost couldn't help drooling.

The prince praised: "This taste is really good, and the cook's skill is really good."

Speaking of this little prince, he will not be greedy anymore.

He immediately cheered up and boasted in front of the prince: "That's natural! An Qihe is amazing, he can do everything, he's amazing! He's omnipotent! He's good-looking and good at caring for others! How should I put it! He is really powerful! This king can't help but praise him a few words because he is really too powerful..."

Prince: "..."

Grass, where is the rival in love here?