"Auntie, does Yingying like these flowers too?" The little boy sat among the flowers, nestled in Chen Zhixian's arms, and asked her in a childish voice.

“Yes, she likes these flowers just like Niannian.” Chen Zhixian held the little baby and taught her how to dig out the flower roots and carefully put them into the basket.

The little girl seemed to have known it all along, skillfully following her pretty aunt's movements as she moved the flower she liked.

Chen Zhixian assumed that Xiao Naibao had already learned the skills at Hengchang, so she was not surprised by Xiao Naibao's proficient movements.

For some reason, Zhuangyou, who knew that the little boy had never moved flowers before, was not surprised when she saw the little boy's skillful movements. She just smiled and watched the little boy playing happily.

"Auntie, why are so many people afraid of Niannian?" the little boy asked Chen Zhixian curiously.

Chen Zhixian thought for a moment and then explained with a smile, "It's probably because Xiao Niannian is too similar to Yingying. They used to always bully Yingying, so now when they see Niannian, they feel guilty and scared."

The little boy asked again, "Does everyone dislike Yingying? Then why doesn't Auntie dislike her?"

“Because Auntie doesn’t need her to bring anything to Auntie. To Auntie, Yingying is Yingying. Whether she’s a jinx or a lucky star, it’s enough that she’s there. That’s what it means to depend on each other for survival,” Chen Zhixian explained gently.

The little dumpling blinked her silly eyes, not quite understanding. After remembering it, she continued to happily stick her little bottom out and play with the mud.

Not far away, Emperor Chongjin watched this tranquil and heartwarming scene. Upon hearing Chen Zhixian's words, he was startled, and his sword-like eyebrows furrowed deeply.

At this moment, Feng Cui, the head maid of Consort Li's palace and the birth mother of the fourth princess, saw Chen Zhixian in the flower bushes and immediately walked over to them.

"Chen Miaoliu, our Empress wishes you to come over."

The little boy was having a great time when a sarcastic voice rang out from behind him.

Chen Zhixian's expression changed, and she subconsciously pulled the little baby back into her arms to protect her.

The little baby turned around curiously and saw a fierce-looking palace maid with a pointed chin staring at them.

The little boy sensed his beautiful aunt's fear, turned around and hugged her, then looked at the palace maid and asked, "Who is your lady? Why are you looking for my aunt!"

Auntie?

Feng Cui then noticed that Chen Zhixian was holding a child.

However, upon seeing the little girl who looked almost exactly like the Sixth Princess, Feng Cui was taken aback for a moment. Then she remembered that the little girl called Chen Zhixian "Auntie," and since most of the officials' wives in the capital had brought their children into the palace today, she began to make a guess.

"Chen Miaoliu, hurry up and go. Our lady is waiting. If you keep waiting, you'll suffer." Feng Cui treated the little girl as Chen Zhixian's niece, ignoring her completely and urging Chen Zhixian on threatening terms.

Seeing that Feng Cui was ignoring her, the little boy stood up angrily. "Why should I go with you just because you say so? You didn't even say what you were going to do there, and you have this attitude. My aunt is not going with you!"

Feng Cui glanced sideways at the dusty little dumpling at her feet, sneered, and said sarcastically, "Why? Because your aunt is living worse than a dog in this palace!"

After saying that, Feng Cui impatiently urged, "Chen Miaoliu, I advise you to hurry up. Today, our Fourth Princess made a mistake before the Emperor, and it was all caused by that little jinx of yours. He's a scourge that lives on for a thousand years; even after he's dead, he still won't stop causing trouble!"