The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Lin Ziheng's ears turned red, and he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "His Highness the Eighth Highness has praised you, Ziheng dare not compare himself with his cousin."

However, saying so, he really likes others to compare him with Su Qiruo.

There is only Su Qiruo in this generation of the Su family, and the only ones who have some blood relationship with her in this world are only a few descendants of his Lin family.

And the one who resembles Su Qiruo the most is himself, this has always been Lin Ziheng's pride.

As everyone knows, the more he looks like Su Qiruo, the less likely Su Qiruo will marry him.

"Ziheng's father and my father are blood brothers, and Ziheng is my younger brother. It is only right that younger brother and older sister look alike."

If Su Qi deliberately accentuated that "brother", it would indeed make Lin Ziheng pale.

He has always known that his cousin has no intention of marrying him, but in all these years, there has never been another man around her, so he has always held out hope.

He believed that one day his cousin would be able to see his kindness and be able to accept this marriage.

But if she said this in front of the emperor and several princes today, wouldn't she be plucking out his heart?

Chu Shicheng who rushed over from behind also heard Su Qiruo's remarks, and said to Lin Ziheng with a smile: "What the Taifu said is true, when we first saw Mr. Lin, I thought Mr. Lin was the son of the Taifu's residence Woolen cloth!"

Lin Ziheng looked at Su Qiruo aggrievedly with a pale face, biting his lips, but that person never looked back at him from the beginning to the end, as if he agreed with the sixth prince's words.

Chu Shicheng glared at Lin Ziheng, filled with joy.

It was said that Lin Ziheng was the number one beauty in the capital, not to mention his noble status, but with his face alone, countless women flocked to him every day.

Fortunately, Taifu has always been so indifferent to this cousin, which makes people feel better.

What about the number one beauty in the capital?

If Tai Tu doesn't like it, that's all.

A group of people sat in the gazebo near the lake. Even though it was spring, the lake was still a bit cool, so some servants laid thick cushions on the stone benches of the gazebo.

The little emperor naturally wanted to sit beside Su Qiruo, and Chu Moyan naturally sat on the other side of Su Qiruo because he kept grabbing Su Qiruo's sleeve.

Lin Ziheng secretly glared at Chu Moyan, but because he was afraid of being discovered, he quickly withdrew his gaze and suppressed his expression.

On the contrary, Chu Shicheng was a little unhappy, looked at Chu Moyan and said with a sly voice: "Although Jiuhuangdi has lived in the cold palace for many years and doesn't know the rules outside, but you are thirteen or fourteen after all, and you always grab the Taifu's sleeve like this What does it look like?"

Chu Shicheng's face was full of disgust, but Chu Moyan was indifferent.

He doesn't care what other people say, he has been used to being bullied for so many years, such words are nothing to him at all.

As long as I can be with Taifu.

"The sixth prince's words are wrong. Those who don't know are not to blame. His Highness Ninth Highness is still young, and his cousin is His Highness Ninth Highness's mentor. Why can't he get closer to his mentor?"

Lin Ziheng said in a bad tone, he just couldn't understand Chu Shicheng's charming face.

Don't think that you don't know what he's thinking, you're making things difficult for yourself, and you're not going because of your cousin.

Su Qiruo cast a displeased glance at the two of them, cleaned the little emperor's hands, then looked at the painting behind Chu Moyan and said, "Is His Highness's medicine hot?"

"If you go back to the adults, you have already gone to the heat."

Painting replied respectfully.

Because Chu Moyan has been taking care of his body for the past half a year, he has to drink a lot of medicine every day. Even so, compared to the rosy complexion of others, Chu Moyan still looks a little lacking in blood and is pitiful.

Su Qiruo nodded: "Just remember, the medicine can't be stopped for a day."

Seeing that Su Qiruo didn't even pay attention to the two of them, but just took care of the little emperor blindly, and even had a few words with Chu Moyan from time to time, Chu Shiqian smiled.

Chu Shicheng and Lin Ziheng's thoughts were almost written on their faces. They could clearly see the displeasure of the Tai Tuo, and they dared to talk about Chu Moyan.

I don't know if they are really stupid or fake, who is the Tai Tuo, and how many others can get close to her?
Since Chu Moyan has the ability to follow the Taifu, it is naturally the Taifu's permission, when will it be their turn to make irresponsible remarks?

Chu Shicheng didn't have a good heart, and so did Lin Ziheng.

But seeing Chu Moyan's hypocrisy, keeping his head silent and only pretending in front of the Taifu, Chu Shiqian felt sick.

None of them are good things, they are all plotting against Tai Fu.

"Is Nine Emperor Brother still in good health?"

On the other hand, Chu Yujin, who had been silent all this time, frowned when she heard that Chu Moyan was still drinking the medicine, and couldn't help asking.

Ruyi knew that His Highness the Eighth Highness took good care of Chu Moyan on weekdays, and his attitude towards him was quite friendly.

"Returning to His Highness Eighth, His Highness Ninth has been severely depleted these years, and I'm afraid he will have to drink this medicine for a while longer."

"I can't bear the smell of that bitter medicinal soup. Brother Nine Emperors has to drink it every day. It's really aggrieved."

With that said, Chu Yujin said to the attendant behind her,

"After you return to the palace, you can send more of the candied fruits in the palace to Brother Nine Emperors. It's good to suppress the bitter taste in your mouth."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Only Chu Yujin's words won Su Qiruo's heart the most. Hearing what he said, Su Qiruo also had a little smile on her face.

"Thank you eighth brother soon."

If Su Qiruo signaled Chu Moyan to thank Chu Yujin, she really felt that Chu Yujin was a good character and wanted Chu Moyan to get in touch with him more.

Chu Yujin is like a little sun, while Chu Moyan has lived in darkness for many years, only the sun can give him some warmth.

"Thank you, Brother Eighth Emperor."

Chu Moyan thanked Chu Yujin, Chu Yujin hurriedly bared her little white teeth and said no, that little appearance is really cute.

The painting behind him curled his lips into a smile, and he seemed to understand why, among these princes, the Tai Tu only loved the eighth prince.

Everyone is scheming, only the Eighth Prince has a sincere heart.

Even if he led someone to beat the Ninth Prince, the Taifu didn't punish him like the Seventh Prince, presumably because he saw that he sincerely corrected his mistakes.

Su Qiruo waved her hand, and immediately a waiter came over with food.

He took out a silver needle from the handkerchief, and after trying them one by one, Su Qiruo signaled to the little emperor that he could eat it.

The little emperor moved his chopsticks first, and the rest followed suit.

After all, it is outside and there are no outsiders, so there are many rules missing.

The meal was quite enjoyable, but Lin Ziheng had a small appetite and Chu Shicheng didn't eat much, the two of them seemed to be comparing each other to eat less.

The little emperor was tired from playing, and also hungry quickly, so he didn't eat less.

On the other hand, Chu Yujin and Chu Moyan's eating was much more real, not pretentious, eating and drinking as they should, they all looked heartless.