At the moment, although the door of the bedroom hall has been closed, but because the surrounding windows are half open, the whole bedroom hall, not only does not feel half dim, but rather quite bright; so, xiaojin'er can see clearly at a glance, the dishes on the table are not passive.
Is pretty little brother really not hungry, or
The dishes in the palace are really too bad?
Immersed in their own thoughts in the small Jin son, completely did not notice, from the inner hall line out of the beautiful little boy.
"You, why are you here?" Suddenly see the figure of small Jin son, beautiful little boy really scared.
Xiao jin'er's idea of drifting away returns to the cage in an instant. Subconsciously, he flies to the table and hides his half body, so as not to scare him.
"I, I heard your mother scold you and ordered someone to lock you in the bedroom. I'm afraid you will be sad, so I want to come and have a look..." Xiao jin'er explains in a low voice, as if he is afraid that he won't believe it, and then he hastily adds: -- I have absolutely no malice towards you. If you are afraid of me, I will leave now! "
The voice falls at the same time, turns around, then wants to leave.
"Wait a minute!" The beautiful little boy made a voice and called her to leave.
Small Jin son returns a body: "you are willing to believe me?"
Instead of answering her question, the pretty little boy asked, "are you really not going to hurt me?"
Small sincerely son nods, heavily nods: "I can swear, absolutely won't hurt you!"
The beautiful little boy looked at her for a moment and made sure she wasn't lying. Then he relaxed a little: "who are you? Why are they in the palace? "
"My name is Wei Chijin, you can call me Jiner!" See he is willing to make friends with himself, small Jin son immediately sweet self introduction: "how about you? What's your name? "
"Mo Jin Chi!"
"Mo Jin Xi?" Small sincerely son light chews these three words, immediately, praise a way: "your name really nice to hear!"
"Yours is good, too!" Mo Jinxi's serious reciprocity; later, he continued to struggle with the previous question: "you haven't told me, why do you appear in the palace?"
"I'm lost!" Mentioning the reason why she is here, Xiao jin'er finally stops her tears and slides down the corners of her eyes: "I can't find my way home. I can't find Ma, e'niang, younger brother Wu Wu... "
Mo Jinxi didn't expect that she would cry. For a moment, she was at a loss: "that You, don't cry... "
“…… Sobbing I miss Amar, erniang, brother and grandfather I want everything at home... " Small sincerely son not only didn't because of his elegant tender comfort, and stop crying, but for a time, cry more sad.
Mo Jinxi saw that she was crying more and more, and even began to choke. Her little face turned red: "you, you don't cry, I'll treat you to eat, OK?"
Heard something to eat, small Jin son cry voice, obviously slightly meal.
Mo Jinxi saw this and said: "as long as you don't cry, all the delicacies on the table are for you to eat!"
"Really?" Small sincerely son is still suffused with tears in the eyes, flashed a light.
Mo Jinxi nodded.
"Pretty little brother, you really don't eat?" Xiao jin'er confirms three times again. She looks at the delicacies on the table and swallows saliva.
She hasn't eaten for more than ten days.
Now, I miss the taste of delicious food.
Mo Jin Xi did not tire of nodding again, immediately, thinking of what, asked: "can ghosts eat?"
"Yes Xiao jin'er nodded: "before, I've seen Er Niang burn food for ghosts!"
"Is that true?"
"Well!" Xiaojin'er nodded her head and bit her lower lip and said, "just share some of the food with me. I won't eat all of it!"
"If you can finish it, it doesn't matter if you take it all!" Mo Jin Xi is quite generous.
"I know you don't have a meal. I won't take more. A little is enough!" The voice falls at the same time, small Jin son still has a matter of fact ground to depict a finger.
Mo Jinxi looks at her for a few breaths, then suddenly steps forward to the basin rack. After a while, she takes a basin and goes back.
"Is it all right to burn here?" Mo Jin Chi put the basin on the ground and asked.
"Yes Xiaojin'er answers sweetly and squats down in front of the basin, waiting for her delicious food.
Mo Jinxi didn't delay, so he found a small dress that he usually wore, lit it, threw it into the basin, immediately picked up the delicious food on the table, and threw it into the basin to burn.
Xiaojin'er watched the delicacies turn to ashes, and then appeared in front of her.
This kind of novel experience makes her both excited and fresh.
Although Mo Jinxi saw this novel scene for the first time, he didn't show much surprise. Instead, he urged: "eat it quickly!"
"Good!" Small Jin son should sound, pick up a chicken leg, eat with relish.To be sure, when the taste of the drumstick is really good, the suspicion in my heart will expand infinitely.
"Pretty little brother! This chicken leg is so delicious. Why don't you eat it? " Small sincerely son a face ignorant of looking at him, waiting for the answer that he gives.
Mo Jin Xi Ya Nen's eyebrows slightly frowned, for a long time, in the small Jin son thought he would not answer, just slowly opening: "I don't like to eat, since childhood is like this!"
"Why?"
"It's disgusting, it's nauseous!" Mo Jin and Xi Dao express their feelings.
Small sincerely son smell speech, a face muddle force of stare at the chicken leg in the hand.
Clearly very fragrant, how can nausea?
"Pretty little brother! Are you sick? " Think about it, small Jin son think this kind of possibility is biggest.
Otherwise, in front of delicious food, how can people have no appetite?
"I don't know!" Ink brocade Xi stuffy spit out three words, looking at her eating with relish appearance, suddenly some uncertain up, these things, really have so bad?
If it's really bad, why is it so delicious?
"You must be ill!" Small Jin son bit chicken leg again, vague evaluation way, immediately, a face flaunt a way: "I tell you! My grandfather's medical skill is very good. When I find my way home, I'll let him show you, OK
"Wait till you find it!" Ink brocade Chi and stuffy return sentence, step, line to a side chair to sit down, dark eyes, quietly staring at, she eat oily face.
Xiaojiner smiles at him: "pretty little brother..."
"Don't call me pretty little brother!" Mo Jin Chi suddenly cut off her words: "how do you know that I am younger than you?"
"Er ~ ~" xiaojiner.
Can it be called intuition?
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