"Yan'er, I'll let you sit, don't be polite." Murong Xuan said, then pressed Rong Yanran, who was wandering, and sat down, and diligently pushed the half-drink porridge and other meals she had just drunk to her: "Come on, eat slowly. Brother Jiu, don't you want to have breakfast? Come and eat quickly. Our brothers haven't gotten together for some days."

He was very generous. Dongfang Yu felt very sympathetic when he saw his master being defeated. Just now, Master Jiu’s intention was very obvious. He wanted to sit next to Rong Yanran, but he didn’t expect that he would be disturbed by Master Qi without any hesitation.

Murong An had no choice but to sit down helplessly. Seeing that his seventh brother kept picking up food for Rong Yanran and herself, showing off his love for her and herself, he was even more irritating.

Rong Yanran saw that the things in the bowl were almost unable to hold them. Although they were all her favorite food, she couldn't help but whisper: "Master Qi, it's enough, I'll pick them up by myself." She lowered her head and ate silently, deliberately trying to reduce her presence. After eating for a while, she found that everyone's eyes were shooting at her. There was no way, the two big figures today came for her. No way, the sense of existence would not disappear if they lowered it!

Rong Yanran looked up and saw the two princes looking at her affectionately. The others looked at her with a smile on their faces and looked helplessly. She felt a little depressed! She understood that except for the two noble masters, everyone else had almost eaten, but the Ninth Prince basically didn't move his chopsticks. This glorious task of driving people fell on her again.

She smiled and asked with concern: "Is this food of Jiu Ye not your appetite?" After receiving Murong Xuan's fierce look, she quickly added, "What does Qi Ye think? Why don't we go outside and have something?"

Seeing that she cared about her, Murong An was very happy and immediately said, "Ran'er, I really want to eat it. Can you make some of the food you cooked when we were traveling around?" Such a sensational temperament, as if the Ninth Prince of the Exiled Immortal, was really unique... touching! Everyone present was surprised and soft-hearted, but Dongfang Yu felt that he had lost his lord. After a long time of winking, Master Jiu ignored him and silently lowered his head in shame.

Murong An also took into account other people's opinions. His only idea now is to at least defeat his seventh brother and let him know that he and Rong Yanran have a better relationship than him.

The people at the table were waiting to disperse. Besides, she didn't want so many people to stare at her like a show. Rong Yanran felt furry all over, and there were thorns on the stool. She said with a thorn, "Since that's the case, let's have another meal alone later. Master Qi, do you think?"

Murong Xuan was worried that he could not refute Murong An's words. He was not convenient to tell some of his and Rong Yanran's things, and he didn't like being watched by so many people, so he continued: "Since that's the case, let's go to my house. I also want to try whether the food made by Yan'er is so delicious? Mrs. Rong, please use it slowly, no need to give it." He was very sincere and stern to let them not give it, and Mrs. Rong really didn't follow her. Murong Xuan also knew in his heart, why should he use it slowly? He had already eaten full.

Murong Xuan and Murong An walked forward with Rong Yanran on the left and right, which made her feel uncomfortable all over and almost sprained her ankle when walking, although Dongfang Yu and Hexiang were following not far away, with a calm expression on their faces.

"Brother Qi, Ran'er, I think it's better to go to my palace to talk about food. It brings together food chefs from all over the world and all kinds of fun things. You have never seen anything else..." Murong An also perfunctory Prince Seven before, and when Rong Yanran was moved, he immediately tempted him blatantly.

"If the Ninth Brother thinks the food in his palace is delicious, it will be fine if you go back and eat it. Why ask Rong Yanran to go with you?" Murong Xuan's cold words hit the weakness of the Ninth Prince and extinguished the spark of interest that Rong Yanran had just burned.

Seeing that the two saviors were about to fight again, they were all the masters they could not afford to offend, and the emperor even placed someone. Rong Yanran suddenly felt that they were too big to see each other. They looked bad, and their eyes were like swords and ice. Rong Yanran was in a straight line where the two eyes were connected, and quietly took two steps back. The two brothers turned their eyes to her tacitly, and they all became warm and gentle.

When Rong Yanran saw that they were about to erupt in the volcano one second, the next moment, in order to become affectionate, she increased her confidence and asked: "Or, just be in my yard. The ingredients are not small, and she is familiar with the girls, so cooking will be easier." She is really great. In order to avoid the two benefactors fighting each other, she still burned the war on her territory. For her righteous behavior, she sincerely gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

The two princes did not say anything, was it considered a default? Rong Yanran boldly added: "Prince, let's go here?" She said that she moved a few steps carefully. Seeing that they did not drink, she was preparing to follow, she was truly at ease. Damn it! It is said that being with the king is like a tiger, not just an emperor. Anyone who has something to do with the word "emperor" is not related to power, what are the princesses, queens and concubines, ministers and young masters, aren't they all like tigers who look noble and elegant and calm and comfortable?

Young Master? Her thoughts were uncontrollable again and she thought of Luo Ziheng. She once regarded him as a beast, but within a few months, she quickly fell in love with him. Since then, he has plunged into his heart and cannot be forgotten even in a dream.

"Miss, be careful." Hexiang reminded him in time. Rong Yanran then realized that he was walking straight towards a pot of cactus. He probably would have been thrown miserably. He looked at Hexiang with gratitude. The two princes who were secretly competing behind her also stopped kicking the boxing and kicking each other without any trace. They glared at Hexiang at the same time. The little girl felt a cold wind blowing, but she still loyally stayed by Rong Yanran's side so that she would not wander around the sky and bump into something.

Rong Yanran's eyes were blankly isolated from the world. Both princes knew what she was thinking, and could tell from the rare shy smile at the corner of her mouth.

Murong An was about to use reason to convince the Seventh Prince to give up his thoughts yesterday: "Brother Seven, you can see that she has someone else in her heart now, and the help of her father has made her very dislike us. If you force her to bring her to your side, it will only make her hate you even more. Since you want to openly openly, why can't you fight openly? If you kidnapped her with power and kindness, it will only make her disgusted with you even more."

"Is that?" Murong Xuan's eyebrows leaped. He hated Lao Jiu's appearance as an open and humble gentleman the most, because according to Rong Yanran's meaning, among the princes, the one she wanted to marry the most was Murong An. "I don't think there are many royal brothers with this character, so naturally I don't. As for how she feels about me in the future, who is right? Anyway, as long as she is by my side, she will always fall in love over time." He deliberately acted like he was determined to win, and he could not lose to Lao Jiu in terms of momentum.
Chapter completed!