Aunt Lin met Xuan Di's gaze and was taken aback by the unfathomable depths in his eyes, her expression momentarily stunned.

While Aunt Lin was pausing, Xuan Di, with a wicked smile on his face, picked up the little baby and pulled the fortune-telling stall and the two little ones along as they continued walking forward.

"Although these three little girls aren't old enough to do farm work yet, there are plenty of ways to make money these days, aren't there?" Xuandi said as they walked.

Aunt Lin turned to look at Xuan Di's back, but the image of his faintly warning gaze involuntarily flashed through her mind. It was a dark glint, and although he was still laughing frivolously and wickedly, she could feel the overwhelming momentum sweeping in from all directions.

Every time she thought about it, Aunt Lin would choke on the words that were on the tip of her tongue, and could only watch helplessly as Xuan Di abducted her young master. She stomped her foot in anger and quickly followed after him.

So, the little dumpling, who was just dreaming of a delicious meal, had just swallowed his saliva in a very unseemly manner when his fifth brother put him on the stall.

The little dumpling looked up at her cunning fifth brother, puffing out her cheeks in a fierce, childish voice, "Where's the meat! Where's the feast! Where's the wine! Fifth brother is a big liar! I'm going back to tell Daddy! Fifth brother ran off to the capital and even lied to Niannian!"

When Xuandi heard that this little tattletale was going to tell her father again, he immediately felt a chill run down his spine and quickly covered her mouth.

"You little ingrate! Fifth Brother has spoiled you for nothing! I already said it wouldn't interfere with our big meal. We definitely need to make money before we can have a big meal!"

Xuan Di's eyes darted around as he looked at the round, chubby, and grinning Wen Lian, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "Is that right?"

Xiao Wenlian looked at Xuan Di's devilishly handsome face, blinked twice in a daze, and then nodded blankly.

In reality, how could this little child, who is not even four years old, know what "money" is?

However, Xuandi, who had tricked the little boy, smiled smugly and raised his eyebrows, letting the little boy listen for himself.

The little dumpling felt something was off, but she pouted, glanced at her unreliable fifth brother, and then touched her hungry little belly. In the end, she grumbled and believed him, "Okay, so what does Niannian want to do?"

"It's very simple!" Xuandi's smile deepened. "Learn from Fifth Brother: 'Child prodigy, divine calculation, face reading, fortune telling, three coins per session!'"

The little boy reluctantly dragged out his baby voice: "Prodigy, fortune teller, face reading, predicting fortune and misfortune, three coins a time~"

Changyin looked at Xuandi, then at the little boy, bewildered: "Face...face...fortune and misfortune...three...three coins?"

"Three coins!" Wenlian quickly repeated, then pretended she had finished speaking, and gave Xuandi a silly smile, looking like she wanted to get away with it by being cute.

Xuan Di listened to the little baby's voice that echoed back and forth, feeling a bit overwhelmed. He looked at the three of them, then frowned and glanced back at the bustling market. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "That's it!"

Hmm? How so?

The wet nurse, palace maids, and eunuchs stared blankly at Xuan Di, while Zhuang You, who followed silently behind, wore a cold smile that seemed to take it all in stride.

Aunt Lin had somehow gotten close to Zhuangyou and asked in a low voice, "Miss Zhuangyou, what's going on with the Fifth Young Master...?"

Zhuang You smiled gently and said in a low voice, "Auntie, don't worry. Although the Fifth Young Master seems a bit unreliable, he would never harm his own sister. But what he's planning to do is something that no one can guess at the last moment."

Aunt Lin was worried about Xuan Di, but she trusted Zhuang You. Hearing this, she felt relieved.

At this moment, the little boy on the stall also sensed the perfunctory attitude from his fifth brother. He puffed out his cheeks and said fiercely, "But we don't know how to read faces!"