Even if it is a young girl, as long as there is love

Although Hazim had the consciousness of being a baby daddy [it might be better to say that he has always played the role of a baby daddy] and wanted to coax the kid, but he couldn't even find the kid.That's right, he lost Yuko!After searching the streets all night, Hazim was afraid that Yuzi would go to strange places again this time and even searched all the brothels in the imperial capital. After all, he had the experience of being almost sold out the last two times.

Just when he returned to the palace with dark circles under his eyes, he met Will holding fruit. . .

"Hey, Prince Hazim, good morning." Will greeted Hazim with a smile, "You look very listless, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Uh...no...where are you going with so many fruits..." Hazim asked suspiciously

"Going to the atrium," Will replied.

"Atrium? What are you going to do there? Do you have permission from Brother Wang?" The atrium is an area only royals can set foot in. Will will go to the atrium, presumably with permission.

Will nodded, "Yes, Karim notified me to go to the courtyard in the morning, because Prince Ashuraf is going to have a picnic and wants to invite more people to participate. Prince Hazim should also join him."

"I..." Forget it. .Originally wanted to answer this way, Hazim had no intention of having a picnic at all, but Karim suddenly appeared and interrupted Hazim's words.

"Your Highness Hazim, please come to the atrium together. His Highness Ashuraf is already waiting for you there."

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Hazim's current mood can be described by more than one random word, let us sort it out.

Because the author desperately pushed the progress forward, Hazim developed a ♂sexual♂ affection for the heroine Yuko within a week. Although he struggled for a long time, he finally resigned to his fate and made a love story. There is no awareness of the relationship.

Hazim, who finally came to this realization, made the heroine cry because of a rare awkwardness and arrogance. Even if the heroine is filled with the word heroine, her EQ setting is only fifteen...

All kinds of depression and anxiety, Hazim stayed up all night looking for his sweetheart who was eight years younger than him in the imperial capital. Not only did he not find it, but when he returned to the palace, he saw the other party happily smiling, eating, drinking, and laughing with his Oni sauce.This embarrasses the second prince who has been upgraded to a national treasure of a certain country. . .

So... what is he going to do, angry?No way, I must have made Yuko cry.

Relieved to breathe a sigh of relief?What the hell, why did he finally become his own brother and embrace the beauty.Falling into the hands of the wicked will still give me another chance to be a hero and save the beauty.

There is another problem that should be more entangled...that he appeared here...how should he explain to Yuko that Chitaka is the second prince Hazim!

Why don't you run away......

Brother does not follow others' wishes, "Hazim, where are you going? Sit down quickly, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Ni-chan!" As a result, the person who caused Hazim's distress ignored Hazim and rushed straight past Hazim into Will's arms behind him.

"Youzi?! Why are you here?" The prince kept hearing news about his sister these two days, but Will didn't expect to see his sister so soon.

"Because I feel that Xiao Youzi is lonely in the city waiting for her brother in the palace, so I will be a good person and bring her in once. Women are not allowed in the palace, Mr. Will keep it a secret." Ah Xiu Raff covered his mouth and winked at Will.

"Yeah, Yuko misses Ni-chan so much that he can't even eat. If something happens to Ni-chan, Yuko will die of grief." Yuko buried her head in Will's arms Rubbing and rubbing, the excitement and joy could not be concealed in the voice.

Will smiled and touched the top of Yuko's head to thank Ashuraf, "Thank you very much, Prince Ashuraf."

"You don't need to thank me, this is a meeting that Yuko exchanged a very precious thing with me."

"Let's not talk about Ni-chan, there are so many delicious foods in the palace. Youzi won't be hungry at all. It seems that Ni-chan will be very happy here." Youzi left Will's embrace and looked up. "But Ni-chan still wants to go home early, just wait for a while, we will be able to go home soon."

Will looked up at the two princes and Karim in embarrassment, what should I say, Yuko, don't say such arrogant words in this kind of place, after all, my current identity is from Shams Palace Servant, Will said to himself.

Ashuraf was still smiling and said nothing, but Karim unexpectedly just frowned and didn't say anything more, but Hazim... wait a minute... Prince Hazim's aura was a little strange and said... Is it an illusion?I always feel that Hazim looks darker. . .

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Skewers of chicken and beef, salad with olive oil and honey sauce on fragrant vegetables, finely chopped vegetables and minced meat fried together...

One after another top-notch Arabic-style dishes appeared on the tablecloth, Yuko's eyes were as bright as a searchlight, and she was drooling and giggling.

"Are you ready for something else?" Karim asked.

"No, it's enough~"

"Then can we start eating?" Yuko lay beside Ashuraf pitifully, Yuko had been forbidden to stretch out her hands and mouth since the food was just served.

"No." Ashuraf interrupted her neatly, "Look carefully, this is not something you eat now, there is still a process."

Among the dishes that were already cooked, there was something obviously uncooked mixed in.Yuko stared intently at the dough-like food made of wheat flour in front of her, "Is this a pancake?"

"Pancakes? Nope~ This is an Arabic pancake." Ashuraf stroked Yuko's hair like a kitten's head and patiently explained, "This thing is delicious only after it's baked. Baked in a kiln, today it is done in a different way. Because Hazim prefers this way."

Hazim, who was named, glanced uncomfortably at the girl sitting next to Ashuraf whose attention was completely absorbed by the food, but Yuko didn't notice Hazim's gaze, "Is it because it tastes better this way? ?”

"The ones baked in the kiln are called Arabic kiln pancakes, and those made in a pot like this are called Arabic pancakes." Hazim finally couldn't bear the silence, and added aloud to the topic, "Ah... the fire is on. oh."