"Little prince?" Yitong blinked, "Why are you here?"
Mu Zixiao, dressed in brocade and jade robes, walked in elegantly, with an uninhibited smile on his handsome face, "Why? You don't welcome me. I just went to see Brother Ninth, but I will come over to see you right away."
"Thank you then." Yitong poured him a cup of tea, "Last time I was in the palace, I didn't even have time to say thank you to you."
"Just say it and it's over?" He raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth a little, "How about you invite me to have a meal here."
"Here? Didn't your Ninth Brother give you food?"
Muzi smiled and said, "I heard that you cooked such good food that even a picky person like Fourth Brother can't say anything about it. I want to try it too."
Yitong curled her lips and said, "I'm not a cook. If you want to eat, I have to cook it?"
Mu Zixiao sat lazily on the chair, "So, you are just looking at what others are doing. Ninth Brother is fine, but when it comes to me, it's not the same?"
Yitong thought for a moment and said, "No problem."
Mu Zixiao was overjoyed, "Really?"
"Wait."
Yitong went down and gave instructions to Zixuan, and after a while, the two of them got busy.
Mu Zixiao leaned against the door with his arms folded, watching her skillfully stir-fry, the expression on his face became softer and softer.
"alright,"
Yitong simply cooked two dishes, but Muzixiao was as happy as a flower.
While the two were eating, Mu Yanqin arrived. Seeing this scene, Meiyan tensed up in displeasure, "Zixiao, are you here just to get some food?"
Mu Zixiao put down his chopsticks and said, "Brother Ninth, Sister-in-law Ninth is such a good cook, it would be wrong to hide it."
Yitong just raised her head and glanced at him. She should still eat her food. She didn't understand that someone was stewing supplements and making soup for him. He should be satisfied and go to bed after eating, so why did he come to her to brag about it?
The bearded one with staring eyes?
Her indifference made Mu Yanqin a little angry, "Why didn't anyone tell you that some things can be shared, but others can't?"
Mu Zixiao smiled and said, "Brother Ninth, why are you so serious? I just came here to have a meal with Sister-in-law Ninth. If Brother Ninth doesn't like it, just say so."
Mu Yanqin sneered, "When did your appetite become so good that you can eat all kinds of things? Can you even like these simple meals?"
Yi Tong lazily put down the bowl, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, turned around and smiled at Mu Zi Xiao, "Zi Xiao, actually you should try the craftsmanship of Concubine Lian, that is the specialty of our Nine Princes' Palace.
Here." After saying that, he stood up and walked out. When he passed by Mu Yanqin, he paused, "Oh, by the way, if you like my 'cool food' more, I'll welcome you at any time."
Mu Yanqin's face was ashen, and his eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her.