Chapter 17: Damn, this is the rhythm of meeting the grandmother

How to say it? The eldest princess is actually quite pitiful, and she is the most pitiful person among all the royal family.

Not only did she never enjoy the love of her parents, she also never enjoyed the love of her husband. If she hadn't had the title of the eldest princess, the Qian family would have kicked her out long ago.

Alas, how pitiful, sad and lamentable! 】

Duke Qingyang nodded slightly. She also felt sorry for the eldest princess.

Not only did she never enjoy maternal love since childhood, her father also never gave her to other concubines to raise, but only let a wet nurse raise her.

She never enjoyed the treatment and training that a princess should have.

2. I didn’t enjoy the love of my parents.

Three had to endure bullying from other princes and princesses, as well as eunuchs, palace maids and nannies.

Most of the people in the harem flatter the powerful and look down on the weak.

A princess who is regarded as a disgrace by her father, has no mother to protect her and has no power at all, lives a life even more difficult than the palace maids and eunuchs.

It’s no wonder that the eldest princess is cautious, cowardly and humble.

Come to think of it, she admired the eldest princess quite a bit.

The fact that she was able to grow up in that ruthless harem shows that she is a tenacious and indomitable woman.

If it were anyone else, they would have died long ago.

At this time, Aunt Rong invited the eldest princess and her son into the house.

The eldest princess looked reserved and nervous. She quickly glanced at Princess Qingyang and bowed, "Greetings, Princess Qingyang."

Princess Qingyang sighed inwardly.

Looking up, I saw that the eldest princess was pale and bloodless, her body was as thin as a stick, her head was lowered, her waist was hunched, and she exuded a sense of inferiority and cowardice from the inside out.

She was wearing a dark dress. The quality of the dress was high-quality, but the style was old-fashioned and not suitable for her age.

Her right hand was tightly holding a five-year-old boy. She looked cute, but unfortunately the boy had dull eyes and was sucking his little finger with his mouth.

Princess Qingyang sighed again in her heart.

Then she walked forward and took the eldest princess's hand, smiling warmly, "Big sister, there is no need to be so polite between you and me. Come, take a seat."

The eldest princess froze.

Looking at the hand being held in disbelief, my nose suddenly felt sore and a mist appeared in my eyes.

The emperor's sister's hands were so warm that she couldn't bear to let go, but...

"Princess Qingyang, my hands are icy cold. I don't want them to freeze you."

The eldest princess spoke in an anxious tone as she pulled back her hand. The imperial sister was about to give birth, and she must not catch a cold because of her.

Princess Qingyang couldn't help laughing when her palms were empty.

It seemed that her sudden intimacy frightened the eldest princess.

Never mind, no rush, take your time.

"Big sister, this is Yier, he has grown so big." Princess Qingyang looked at the five-year-old Qian Zhanyi tenderly and reached out to gently rub his little head.

When asked about her own children, the eldest princess, even though she was a reserved person, couldn't help but smile, her eyes full of love.

"Good boy Yi'er, this is Princess Qingyang, you have to call her aunt."

Qian Zhanyi's face was dull. He raised his little head and looked at Princess Qingyang. Then he smiled foolishly, "Mother, mother, auntie... is beautiful."

[Of course!] Of course my baby’s mother is beautiful! 】

Luo Ranran was very proud. She gently kicked her mother's belly with her little feet. With her childlike nature, she wanted to say hello to the poor little thing.

[Hi, hello, poor little thing! This baby is your sister! 】

Qian Zhanyi seemed to sense something, and his dull eyes stared at Princess Qingyang's belly, "Mother, sister...sister is..." speaking!

Qian Zhanyi couldn’t say anything after that.

He rolled his eyes, felt difficulty breathing, and wanted to sleep.

Princess Qingyang's pupils suddenly shrank.

Damn, this is the rhythm of meeting Tai Nai!

He was extremely flustered and quickly reached out to gently pat Qian Zhanyi's back.

"Be good, Yi'er, don't think about the wrong things. Auntie is here, just be good. Auntie has a lot of delicious snacks here, do you want to eat?"

She had no experience in coaxing children, so she could only use delicious food to attract the child's attention.

Delicious snacks?

Qian Zhanyi's eyes lit up and his pale face gradually returned to normal.

"Auntie, sister...sister eats." The sister ate the delicious food with him. Mother said that we should know how to share delicious things.

Princess Qingyang roughly understood what Qian Zhanyi said and nodded with a smile, "Okay, Yier, have some snacks with your sister. Come, your aunt will take you to have some snacks!"

Luo Ranran was a little curious: [Mom, what are snacks? Are the snacks delicious? Does dim sum taste better with spiritual spring water? 】

At this moment, the little ginseng spirit seemed to have a hundred thousand questions.

Princess Qingyang glanced at the eldest princess who was confused and standing there in a daze, frowned and sighed helplessly.

How many people can hear the voice of her good boy?

So far, including her, there are four people who can hear it.

I don't know whether it's luck or...

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

Fortunately, Guaibao is possessed by divine power and is able to hear her inner voice. People cannot tell her affairs to anyone else and dare not harbor any murderous intent towards her.

Otherwise, send that person to see the ancestor!

Ask her why she knew?

Of course, before this, she let the prince take the lead in trying it out while her beloved baby was sleeping, so she came to this conclusion.

Prince: ...feeling wronged

Princess Qingyang shook her head with a tired look, then intimately pulled Qian Zhanyi to sit on the chair, and gently pushed the snacks on the pear blossom table in front of him one by one.

"Yier, this dessert is called osmanthus cake. It is tea yellow in color, soft and tender in texture, and sweet in taste."

[Is osmanthus cake made from osmanthus trees? How can a tree be made into cake? How strange! 】

It’s no wonder that the little ginseng spirit doesn’t understand the delicacies of the mortal world.

Firstly, even though she was five hundred years old, she still could not practice cultivation. Apart from absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and soaking herself in spiritual spring water, she had never eaten any other delicacies.

Secondly, the heaven is not the mortal world. Most of the immortals in the heaven have already practiced fasting. Only a very small number of immortals enjoy the desire for food. It's a pity that she couldn't see it with her own eyes.

Princess Qingyang suppressed her laughter and continued to introduce: "This dish of dessert is called Donkey Rolling. It tastes sweet and soft, and is very delicious."

Luo Ranran opened her mouth in astonishment: [What, donkey rolling around? The donkey is so big and it's rolling on the ground. It must be so dirty. How can you eat it? 】

Princess Qingyang: ...My dear, this donkey rolling is not the same as that donkey rolling.

"Yier, this dessert is called Dragon's Beard Pastry. It's complicated to make, sweet and delicious, and melts in your mouth. Would you like to try it and see if you like it?"

Luo Ranran screamed in horror: [Ah! Dragon Beard Crisp? This, this, is a dragon's whisker. The four dragon kings are especially protective of their children, how could they allow mortals to make their dragon's whiskers into crisps? 】

[Mom, you can’t eat this. If you eat it, you will lose your head! 】

Luo Ranran was so frightened that her heart was pounding. She hurriedly checked the mustard seed space to see if the magic weapon given by her master could withstand the revenge of the dragon clan.

Oh my god!

[I have to say, mother, you are a real tiger! 】

It would be bad enough if he ate the donkey that was rolling around and covered in dust, but he even went so far as to touch the dragon's head and try to eat the dragon's beard crisps. He was really bold.