Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"What is Niangniang doing?" As soon as Baima Kangbufu entered the dorm, he was busy asking the servant.

"Long live Qiqi, my wife is making dumplings," the little waitress said cheerfully. "Long live, my mother's hand is a coincidence. There are many kinds of dumplings in the bag. Come in and see."

Bai Ma Kangbu's eyes brightened, and he hurriedly cleared his hands. Then went to Nuange. Sure enough, watching Yin Shuyi sitting cross-legged on the soft couch to make dumplings, several panels on the soft couch were already filled with white tender tender dumplings.

Baima Kangbu leaned forward lightly. She was about to embrace Yin Shuyi from behind, but she saw Yin Shuyi turn her face and smiled at him: "You'll pick it. The dumplings will be wrapped up now. Qing wait and eat."

Baima Kangbu retracted his hands a little bit, and said a little unwillingly, "How can you still hear the sound of my light footsteps? Is it possible that you have a pair of cat ears?"

Yin Shuyi frowned. Hooked his lips slightly: "I just know."

Baima Kangbu was a little curious. Sitting next to Yin Shuyi: "How did Sister Yin know? I walked so lightly. Even holding my breath, could it be that Sister Yin could smell my body?"

He was called Sister Yin Shuyi since he was a child. This has been the habit for many years, and now even ascended the throne. But she couldn't change her mouth either. Yin Shuyi liked him so, so it was because of him.

"I won't tell you." Yin Shuyi smiled. Reached for a noodle and continued making dumplings.

Baima Kangbu whispered, "So mysterious and mysterious."

Yin Shuyi looked at the discouragement of the young man Lang, could not help but smile deeper, she put the four-color flower dumplings in the hands of Bai Ma Kangbu, and looked at him with a smile: "Remember this?"

Bai Ma Kangbu looked at the exquisite four-color flower dumplings in his palm, and the whole person softened for a while: "The first dumplings I ate, that's what it was, and it was Sister Yin's bag for me."

That year, Yin Shuyi was married to Tubo as a close princess. When she first arrived, she lived in the palace, and her husband and marriage have not yet been determined. Although the Tubo palace cannot be compared with Dali, at that time Yin Shuyi's life was pretty good. Not to mention, eating and dressing is not worrying, but it will inevitably make you homesick, so it is reasonable to sneak a puff of dumplings.

Why is it sneaky? Because the Tubo Palace is banned by ban, she cannot ignite a fire in private, and she is so bad that she is so bold.

Who knows that she was packing dumplings that day, and the half-sized boy came here with a smell.

Yin Shuyi looked at the boy who was only on her shoulder, and was so scared that she almost knocked out the dumpling stuffing: "You, you, you, who are you?"

"I'm Baima Kangbu." The child's eyes were very beautiful, black and white, big and round, even more beautiful than Dali's best glass beads. At that time, those eyes looked at Yin Shuyi without blinking. .

"What ... horse?" The child's pronunciation was so strange that Yin Shuyi could not hear it clearly.

"Bai-Ma-Kan-Bu-" the child repeated again, this time the pronunciation is not much better than the last time, he seems to know that his pronunciation is not good, a little annoyed, frowned, Then he said, "Bai Ma means ... lotus in your Dali text, and Khenpo means ... Buddha."

"Are you a Buddha?" Yin Shuyi laughed absurdly, joking casually, "If I make a wish to you, can it come true?"