However, Yueji Xiaoshuang'er has been very independent since she was a child, and as an heir, she has received various trainings since she was a child, and she herself is smart, so she can do almost anything.

She can cook medicine, make medicinal food or something.

Ye Mohuang will naturally do too.

Because since childhood, he has almost taken care of himself.

Because he is an unfavored prince in the palace, perhaps the palace doesn't remember him as a prince at all, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace don't treat this prince as a prince, but they won't let him die.

Since Ye Mohuang was one year old when he could walk and talk, he clumsily thought that he could eat with a spoon, and he ate leftovers.

But he also survived.

It's just that he was also poisoned.

Later, it was the people around his mother who appeared in the palace and secretly took care of him, and he continued to live.

This time, it was he who secretly went to the doctor to see a doctor, and then was assassinated.

Ye Mohuang helped Xiao Shuang'er to light the fire, and Xiao Shuang'er began to make medicinal food.

After it was done, Xiao Shuang'er let Ye Mohuang eat it, "Brother Huang, you taste it, although it is added with medicinal herbs, it can strengthen the body, but it should have no medicinal taste, it tastes the same as normal rice, and I also add seasonings." ”

Looking at Xiao Shuang'er's expression, Ye Mohuang's heart was touched, and he didn't know what the emotions in his heart were.

Ye Mohuang looked at Xiao Shuang'er, the light in his eyes flickered, and he looked down at the medicinal food in the bowl.

"Brother Huang, you must be hungry, you eat quickly."

Ye Mohuang's eyes were a little hot, and he stiffened his hand to reach out and take the bowl, then held it with a spoon, and drank it very carefully.

He cherished it very much, and was reluctant to drink it all at once.

This was the first time in his ten years old that someone had cooked food specifically for him.

Xiao Shuang'er kept looking at Ye Mohuang, "How is it, is there no smell of medicine?" ”

Ye Mohuang nodded, "It's delicious." ”

When he drank it, he felt his stomach warm up, and his whole body warmed up.

It's warm, it's warm.

Ye Mohuang's nose was a little sour.

He knew he was going to cry.

In the palace, he still remembered that when he was two or three years old, probably, he had the impression that he would cry at that time, and later he knew that it was useless for him to cry, so he never cried again, so for a long time, he forgot what it was like to cry.

Xiao Shuang'er kept looking at Ye Mohuang, and when she saw that Ye Mohuang's eyes were red and watery, she was stunned, "Brother Huang, isn't it delicious, it's not delicious, don't eat it, Shuang'er will make it for you again, Brother Huang don't cry, don't cry......"

As she spoke, Xiao Shuang'er nervously wiped Ye Mohuang's eyes.

Ye Mohuang didn't cry.

Although he is still young, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings, experienced all kinds of life and death, and has already learned to control his emotions, so he quickly forced back his tears and did not let Xiao Shuang'er worry.

"Frost, don't worry, it's not crying, it's hot, hot eyes will tear."

Xiao Shuang'er naturally believed Ye Mohuang's words, she took the bowl and blew into the bowl, blowing hard, wanting to make the medicinal food in the bowl cool and not so hot. Looking at Xiao Shuang'er's movements, Ye Mohuang felt that his heart was warm.

This was the first person to be so serious about treating him, albeit a younger little sister than him.

But at this moment, Ye Mohuang decided to be good to Xiao Shuang'er in the future.

He will guard his warmth.

When Xiao Shuang'er was blowing, her cheeks were bulging, and her face was red and cute tight because she was too hard.

After blowing for a while, she also scooped a spoonful with a spoon and tasted it, "Brother Huang, it's not hot now." ”