In her previous life, when she was very young, she caught a cold and fell ill. She had a bad appetite and could not eat her favorite food.
This made the whole family very worried. For several generations, the Ming family had very few heirs, and there were even fewer female children.
When she was born, the whole family regarded her as a baby bump. They held it in their hands for fear of falling and held it in their mouths for fear of melting.
Especially since she was in good health at a young age and practiced martial arts with her father Ming, she rarely got sick and had a sudden fever, which frightened the whole family.
The whole family gathered around her, coaxing her to take medicine and eat, but she was all depressed and couldn't cheer up.
Later, Ming's mother studied alone in the kitchen for a long time, and finally came up with a bowl of steamed sugar cake, which made Yan Mingzhu, who had no taste in her mouth at the time and was not interested in eating anything, finish a large bowl in an instant.
So now, I suddenly heard someone mention the name of this snack. For a moment, it felt like a world away, and I couldn't help but picture a happy family in my previous life.
There was acidity in the corners of her eyes. She missed home, her father, mother, and brother...
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? You... don't cry, my king... if I said something wrong, you say I am the one."
Qi Jue had lived for twenty years, and for the first time, his heart fell in love with a girl, and he wished he could hold all the beautiful things in the world in front of her.
Seeing that she hadn't eaten much, she suddenly thought about steaming and baking sugar.
Who would have thought that this little girl's eyes would suddenly turn red and her mood would be so low that it would make Mount Tai collapse in front of her. Qi Jue, who didn't even frown, actually panicked for a moment.
Qi Jue held her oval face with one hand and gently rubbed the corners of her eyes with the other.
"No, it has nothing to do with Your Highness. I just remembered some past events and missed them a little."
Yan Mingzhu said it was okay, but her mood was still low. Qi Jue did not ask, but raised her hand to screen and retreated from everyone.
Then he directly hugged her into his arms and gently stroked her back with his big hands, silently calming her down mood at the moment.
"But bad memories? If they are unpleasant things, don't think about them anymore. Don't be afraid, I will be with you."
Yan Mingzhu did not struggle, resting her chin on the man's shoulder, and slowly shook her head, "No, it's a very good memory. I just think that I will never have such good memories again, so I'm a little sad."
In her previous life, she may have spent several lifetimes of good luck to become the daughter of the Ming family and live a carefree life for decades.
Even though she died tragically in her previous life, other than that, she had almost no regrets in her life.
She got the love of her parents, the love of her brother, and a position of power that was unprecedented and unprecedented.
It's just that because I once had it, but now I can no longer have it, I will inevitably feel sad.
"So, the sugar steamed cake is a very important part of that beautiful memory?"
Yan Mingzhu nodded, it is an indispensable and unique existence.
"Can you tell me, my king, what this sugar steamed cake looks like and how it is made?"
Yan Mingzhu's mind immediately pictured the image of steaming and baking sugar.
"It's as white as yang and as rich as boiling snow. It's usually paired with hawthorn, which makes it more refreshing and appetizing."
Qi Jue wrote them all down in his mind and gently rubbed the back of her head with his big hands.
"If you really can't eat it, you won't eat it. You're not required to finish it. Why are you acting like a child and dropping the golden beans if you can't eat it?"
The man's teasing instantly brought Yan Mingzhu back from the memories of the past.
Who is acting like a child? Besides, she didn’t cry, just the corners of her eyes were a little red!
Yan Mingzhu angrily rubbed her face against his shirt twice on purpose. After rubbing her face, she looked up and found a stain on his right chest. It was obvious that it was the mark left on the corner of her mouth when she had just eaten.
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For a moment, Yan Mingzhu felt guilty and rubbed it twice with her hands, but she couldn't wipe it off.
"It's not my fault. Who told you to call me a child? If you really want to settle accounts, I will buy you a new one at worst."
Yan Mingzhu felt that as a prince, Qi Jue would still care about such a piece of clothing? Besides, it was just a small stain that was cleaned after being washed, so she was just polite.
Unexpectedly, Qi Jue followed her words and agreed: "Okay, since you want to buy new ones, let's buy a complete set. When will you buy clothes and boots?"
Yan Mingzhu was stunned, looked at him blankly, and blinked uncertainly.
"Just for this small piece, you want me to compensate you for the whole thing? Are you trying to rip off Chi Guoguo?"
The smile on Qi Jue's lips deepened, "Aren't you going to knock me?"
Yan Mingzhu choked, "Here, come, give me, let me eat yours and live in yours right now. As the saying goes, grabbers are short-handed and cannibals are soft-mouthed. What style of clothes and boots do you like?"
"Shouldn't I measure my size first before choosing?"
With that said, Qi Jue took the initiative to open his hands.
Yan Mingzhu understood the mistake first, so she followed his instructions and looked around, "There's no measuring stick here, Liu Xiang..."
"No need for a measuring stick, just measure with your hands and naked eyes."
Without giving Yan Mingzhu a chance to refute, Qi Jue held her slender wrist and led her forward while taking her hand and placing it on his waist.
The man's figure is extremely well-proportioned, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he is clearly muscular. Even through a layer of clothes, you can clearly feel his muscle texture through the contact of your fingertips.
Everyone loves beauty. Yan Mingzhu couldn't control her hands and touched her waist two more times.
"You are eating my tofu."
Qi Jue lowered his head slightly, his voice carrying a deadly bewitching tone.
Yan Mingzhu looked up at him openly, "Didn't you ask me to measure it with my hand, Your Highness? Measuring with my hands, I am not allowed to touch your body? Furthermore, Your Highness has an excellent figure. Out of love for beauty, I indulged a little."
For a moment, isn’t it possible?”
I'm afraid there is no other person in this world who can speak wild words like Yan Mingzhu, but when he looks at Qi Jue, his eyes are clear and magnanimous.
"Yes, not only can you touch it a little, I also allow you to touch it all the time."
Although Yan Mingzhu looked calm on the surface, she was actually feeling guilty inside, especially after hearing Qi Jue's words about letting her touch him all the time, making it seem like she was a big pervert who liked to touch men!
"I've touched you enough, that's it, I won't touch you anymore."
Saying that, Yan Mingzhu wanted to withdraw her hand, but Qi Jue held her arm and did not give her a chance to withdraw.
"It's only taken two times, but I can't measure my size. Come on, I'll teach you how to measure accurately."
Before Yan Mingzhu could react, Qi Jue led her hands around his waist and put her arms around his waist.
"This is the waist measurement, and here, the shoulders."
Then, she took her hands and touched his shoulders, but this was a bit difficult because there was a certain height difference between the two of them, and Yan Mingzhu could not wrap her arms around his shoulders.
Qi Jue's eyes were full of teasing smiles, "I will hold you for measurement?"