Are the people from the Great Qi Kingdom so considerate?
The little princess Gu Nuoer speaks clearly and is very comfortable when she says ten words to others.
Now this tenth prince is so careful.
Ling Qingge's last blame for Gu Ziliang disappeared at this moment.
Which woman doesn't like rouge?
She opened it and looked at it, and her heart moved, and she pretended to be dissatisfied: "But I don't like this color."
Gu Ziliang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Sorry, I bought it for the first time. I don't know what kind of appearance you girls like."
"If you don't like it, I can accompany you to pick another one another day, and I will also treat me as apologizing to the Fourth Princess. Do you think it's OK?"
As he finished speaking, Ling Qingge felt her cheeks even more red.
She took a few breaths before she raised her head: "Okay, one word is certain."
"It's better to choose a day than to meet the day. You have nothing to do today, so go with me tonight."
Gu Ziliang looked calm, but asked, "Why do you need to be at night?"
Ling Qingge felt much better when he drank tea.
"Mantangcai's boss is my friend. There are many customers during the day, so go to her to shop for good goods at night."
"However, generally good and rare are more expensive. Will the tenth prince be reluctant to give up money?" she blinked.
Gu Ziliang chuckled: "It's okay."
Ling Qingge put down the teacup and his smile became clearer: "One word is determined!"
The two of them didn't know that tonight, Zhuang Ruoyun also made an appointment with the eldest prince to meet in Mantang Cai.
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Today's dinner was something Ling Tianyin invited Gu Nuoer to his place to eat.
When the emperor usually had meals, eight palace servants took turns to serve him.
This time there was a little guy.
On the big table, everything delicious was placed in front of her first.
Ling Tianyin sat not far beside her, and she didn't have time to change her robe: "Nuoer, try whatever you like to eat."
Gu Nuoer was not polite either. The little guy tasted a little every dish.
"Well, it's all pretty good!"
Ling Tianyin hurriedly asked, "Which one you like the most?"
Gu Nuoer tilted her little head and thought for a while. Her big watery eyes were bright and her pink face was rosy: "It's OK."
When Ling Tianyin heard this pertinent answer, he silently remembered it in his heart.
No special praise, just dissatisfied.
It seems that it’s better to find a chef for the little guy who can cook big dishes as soon as possible.
Gu Nuoer was soon full, so she put the chopsticks on her.
"It just so happens that I have something to tell you!" The little guy waved his hand: "Emperor Ling, please let them all retreat!"
Ling Tianyin immediately raised his head and said, "You all go down first."
The eunuch was still a little worried.
But Ling Tianyin had already spoken, and if he didn't leave, he would be scolded.
So he bowed: "The slave is waiting outside, and His Majesty and the princess need it, even if he wants it."
After exiting, the eunuch closed the door.
Gu Nuoer was about to speak, but Ling Tianyin grabbed her and went in front of her.
"Xiao Nuoer, it's nothing to call me Emperor Ling, but is there any better title?"
The little guy pouted: "Good sound? What about?"
Ling Tianyin smiled and began to reason with the little man.
Because, although Gu Nuoer is young, her thinking is very clear.
"Look, you and I are good friends now, right? I've been calling Emperor Ling, how unfamiliar."
Gu Nuoer thought about it and it seemed like this was the case.
"Well, right, then I'll call you Xiao Lingzi?"
Ling Tianyin almost fell off the chair.
I wanted to trick her into calling her father or adoptive father, but now it sounds like she has become the name of a little eunuch.