"Your Highness has no food. How can miss Jun only care about herself?" Zhou Jin spoke, looking at Jun Zilin's small face, pitifully shriveled with a soft mouth, and his delicate face was unbearable appetite. Somehow, Zhou Jin's heart was soft, and the lines of his face were much more gentle.

Jun Zi Lin looks at Zhou Jin Mo, his complexion is pale, obviously is cannot eat.

But if this guy doesn't eat it, she can't eat it.

In the end, Zhou Jinmo didn't eat it, and he didn't even look at the fat meat. Jun Zilin could only accompany him, looking at the opposite Zhou Jin and eating happily.

This week, Jin's appetite is not big. After eating two pieces of meat, he pushed them aside.

After small two forward, the five dishes are removed down, brought tea.

Jun Zilin looked at only three pieces of meat to eat this big table dishes, all into the back kitchen of Qinghe building, cheap others.

"Can you pack it?"

At the moment of seeing the small two end go out, Jun Zilin can't help it. She stands up and pulls the small two, turns to ask Zhou Jin.

"Well?" Zhou Jin's face was full of doubts, and a pair of deep ink eyes, like a cold pool, implied courage. He didn't seem to know the meaning of Jun Zilin's words.

"What I mean is, let Zilin take back the leftover from the king of Jin. Is that ok?" Jun Zilin asked with a smile.

Anyway, she doesn't have the money to spend in this expensive place. Besides, the dishes on this table are enough for her small body to eat for several days. It's better to take them back and enjoy them slowly. For Xiao die and cousin yarou.

Zhou Jin brows down.

Zhou Jinmo's complexion is not very good either.

Finally, Zhou Jinmo said, "lin'er, if you like it, you can come here often in the future. You don't have to."

In the eyes of the fourth prince, junzilin has his uncle and his parents. Although the identity is not like him. But they are also the descendants of the most important officials.

Qinghelou is a place worthy of her identity.

If you take away the rest of what others eat, you will lose your identity.

Zhou Jin didn't speak. Zhou Jinmo stopped him.

That small two then broke free from Jun Zi Lin's pull, quickly moved the delicious food full of table to withdraw.

Damn it, cheap little dick!

Jun Zilin shriveled mouth, for a moment feel their life is not as good as this Qinghe building's sophomore, every day can eat delicious.

The daughter of the general has the status of a prime minister and an uncle. She is really a waste! The light decoration looks good, does not have any effect!

Drinking the dry tea, Jun Zilin felt her stomach which was already round. I still think about the delicious food.

"Xuewei, go and find out who is the cook in this kitchen, and hire someone to the king's house." Suddenly Zhou Jin spoke.

Xuewei nodded and withdrew.

Jun Zi Lin raises eyelid to sweep a week ember, heart under dark cut a. Take the cook of Qinghe building to Jin palace. This is so that the whole city can no longer eat delicious food. This king of Jin is really overbearing!

Forget it, even if I have money in the future, I can't eat this delicious food any more. It's really sad.

Zhou Jinmo glanced out of the window, looked at Zhou Jin's wheelchair and asked with a smile, "Uncle Jin, are these legs not good?"

"All right." Zhou Jin's answer was simple, and he stretched out his legs.

Looking at catalpa Lin's face, she was shocked. When was Zhou Jin's leg good, or has he never been lame?

Not lame, that's the look? Why does he pretend? Who does he pretend for?

In his mind, Zhou Jin's eyebrows were like ink painting, and his temples were like knife cutting. "Jun Zilin, the bodyguard you treated last time can now stay. I'm very grateful to you."

"The Lord is serious." Jun Zilin quickly said, shrunk shoulders, always feel that even if the king of Jin thank people also with a strong.

"Although Wang's leg can move, it's still difficult to move up to now. Do you have any tricks that can rejuvenate Wang?" Zhou Jin asked again.

Of course, junzilin doesn't have any tricks! She wants to be far away from Zhou Jin. Who will cure his leg? It's a fool's talent.

At the moment, Xuewei suddenly came in from the outside and reported to him, "Lord, the cook Lin has promised to enter the Jin palace immediately."

Zhou Jin listened and looked up at Jun Zilin.

See this little girl tightly pursed lips, hang head, didn't show what.

On the contrary, Zhou Jin laughed and said to Xue Wei, "tell cook Lin to cook five dishes every morning. I love her cooking very much!"

Damn it! I can eat this delicious food every day. I'll kill you!

Jun Zilin immediately pinched her sleeve when she heard that the king of Jin enjoyed it so much.

"If there are guests in the Jin palace, she will order cook Lin to change the dishes every day and choose from them." Zhou Jin and way, squint eyes line of sight toward Jun Zi Lin fall, see this small wench head moved next, that bite lips, a pair of beautiful eyes twinkle the color of hesitation.Seeing this, Zhou Jin sighed, "well, since Jun Zilin doesn't want to enter the Jin palace, that's all. You can talk here, Mr. Wang. "

With that, Zhou Jin asked Xuewei to push the wheelchair, and they went to the layman.

Meanwhile, Zhou Jin slightly explored, but the little girl behind her didn't move. Rao is the king of Jin. He can't help feeling strange. Junzilin is really strong enough.

As soon as they left, the single room was quiet.

Zhou Jinmo reached out and touched Jun Zilin's head. "Lin'er, uncle Jin is obviously inviting you to Jin palace. Why don't you go?"

Jun Zi Lin shakes her head, and the boss pouts her lips unwillingly. "It's not that she hasn't been to Jin Wang Fu, but she feels a little stuffy. Let's talk about it later! "

"It's a pity that you like cook Lin's food so much."

Jun Zilin didn't speak. Anyway, she didn't go. Eating is small, exposure is big. The king of Jin was hard to deal with, and she refused.

"Well, you won't go if you don't like it." Zhou Jinmo's black pupil showed a trace of concern, "but compared with the prime minister's office, the prince still thinks that there is uncle Jin It's much more peaceful. Uncle Huang, he is a gentle man and will not treat you badly. "

At the moment, Zhou Jinmo just regards Jun Zilin as a little girl. After all, she hasn't reached the hairpin, and there is no big defense between men and women. It's nothing to live in the Jin palace for two days.

But she didn't want to stay in the prime minister's house. Zhou Jinmo has nothing to say. This is her uncle's house.

Jun Zilin with a full stomach of delicious, back to the prime minister.

I just stepped over the gate and found that the gate of the prime minister's residence was much shorter. The one who always scolds her at the door and teases her is gone.

Because he had breakfast, but did not bring to the butterfly, Jun Zilin heart a little sorry.

She came to Yongli courtyard. When she passed Baoqin courtyard, she heard a noise inside. After thinking about it, this is my cousin yarou's courtyard.

Jun Zilin stands slightly at the gate of the courtyard and enters the courtyard.

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