Little Xi'er leaned on Qin Jue's shoulder, still enjoying her candied hawthorn.

"Daddy... tell me, I met a little boy last time."

"Little Pot is so pretty."

He even gave me some really good food!

Xiao Xi'er, who was speaking, turned around and looked at Qin Jue's face.

At this moment, Xiao Xi'er completely forgot that Jun Qingzhi had said Qin Jue was unreliable, and that the anger between the two of them was "actually only one-sided on Xiao Xi'er's part."

"Oh? Does Xiaoxi know who he is?"

I don't know.

Qin Jue was relieved to hear that Xiao Xi'er didn't know who he was, but he still spoke earnestly.

"Little Xi'er, what did Daddy just teach you?"

"What did Father not teach me?"

Little Xi'er held a candied hawthorn in one hand and scratched her head with the other.

"Little Xi'er, think again. Whose clay figure did you just collect?"

"Oh, I remember now!"

"My father said we shouldn't accept things from strangers."

"Yes, so from now on, Xiaoxi can't eat anything that strangers give her, understand?"

"Uh-huh"

Qin Jue was very happy to see that Xiao Xi'er had listened to him, and Xiao Xi'er continued eating her candied hawthorn.

"Young master, where are we going now?"

"Turn around"

What did Yu Feng think Jun Qingzhi would say? He took the bag and turned it around.

In contrast, Yu He remained calm, inwardly criticizing Jun Qingzhi. Judging by his young master's demeanor, this wasn't a casual stroll; he was probably keeping an eye on that little dumpling from last time.

Yu He turned his head and saw a father and daughter on the right side of the road. The key point is that the little dumpling is the one his young master found.

"Young Master"

"What's wrong?"

"Young master, that little girl looks like the same little dumpling from last time."

Upon hearing this, Jun Qingzhi immediately looked at Yu He, who then pointed in a direction after calling out to her.

Jun Qingzhi turned her head and, sure enough, saw Xiao Xi'er. She walked to the right and unconsciously quickened her pace.

While eating a candied hawthorn, Xiao Xi looked left and right, and suddenly spotted Jun Qingzhi coming towards her.

"Little pot, little pot"

Seeing Jun Qingzhi's little Xi'er waving her tiny hand holding a candied hawthorn, Qin Jue followed Xi'er's gaze and looked over.

Jun Qingzhi was just wondering how to greet Xiao Xi'er when she heard Xiao Xi'er call her name. Now she no longer had to worry about how to greet Xiao Xi'er.

"Xi'er, it's been a long time!"

As she spoke, Jun Qingzhi gave a friendly smile.

This terrified Yu Feng, who was afraid he would frighten the little girl in front of her father or brother.

As for Yu He, he thought it was normal. If Jun Qingzhi smiled like that at other children, those children would be in trouble. But if she smiled at this little dumpling, it was a genuine smile.

"Daddy, this looks just like the little boy I gave you (this is the older brother I told you about)."

Qin Jue glanced at Jun Qingzhi, who was three steps away: "He's just average-looking, but Xiao Xi'er actually said he's good-looking. Looks like I'll have to find some better-looking people to play with her, otherwise some random Tom, Dick, or Harry might steal her away."

While Qin Jue was mentally criticizing Jun Qingzhi, Jun Qingzhi was also secretly cursing Qin Jue.

This is Xiao Xi'er's (this Xiao is not a misspelling, and Jun Qingzhi thought that Xiao Xi'er's surname was Xiao, but later, when Xiao Xi'er was older and left the palace, she used the name Xiao Xi'er) unreliable father? He is only slightly better looking than the average person. He may be someone who seeks wealth and glory through unconventional means. Otherwise, why would he call Xiao Xi'er family?

The two men, one tall and one short, grew increasingly annoyed with each other. Qin Jue wouldn't even glance at Jun Qingzhi, while Jun Qingzhi, out of respect for Qin Jue being Xiao Xi'er's father, greeted him politely.

"This must be Xi'er's father, right?"

Qin Jue was very displeased when he heard Jun Qingzhi call Xiao Xi'er "Xi'er". How could this brat call her "Xi'er"?

"Xi'er, the person you're talking about isn't very good-looking either. He's not even a tenth as good-looking as your brothers."

My brothers, far away in the palace, are saying, "I've really had a tough time." I never imagined my father would remember me, but if it's just to stir up trouble, then there's no need for that.

As they finished speaking, their dislike for each other intensified.

However, Xiao Xi'er was completely unaware of this "wonderful" atmosphere.

"Daddy, let's take Little Pot out for a meal!"

"Um?"

"Please, Daddy~"

Qin Jue naturally couldn't resist Xiao Xi'er's coquettishness, "Xi'er, do you still want to ask for his opinion?"

"If he doesn't want to come with us, then we can't force him."

"If he's willing to come with us, Father won't mind taking him along!"

"Aoao"

Little Xi'er, being held in his arms, looked at Jun Qingzhi and asked, "Little brother, do you want to go eat with us?"

Qin Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Jun Qingzhi dangerously, his gaze seeming to say, "Be sensible, I don't want to bring you along and let you disturb my daughter and me."

"Great! I was just thinking of having dinner with Xi'er too."

Jun Qingzhi wasn't afraid at all. Without even glancing at Qin Jue, she immediately agreed to Xiao Xi'er's request.

"Daddy, Little Pot agrees!"

"Then let's go together."

Qin Jue said this with a hint of gritted teeth.

Yu Feng, standing behind Jun Qingzhi, was so shocked by what he saw that he couldn't close his mouth. It was only after the kind-hearted Yu He saw this that he closed Yu Feng's mouth with his hand.

Amidst Xiao Xi'er and Jun Qingzhi's joy and Qin Jue's dissatisfaction, the group arrived at 'Yi Zheng Xiang'.

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"Father, Mother, I'm home."

Yang Yuanyuan returned to the General's Mansion with a nanny.

"Yuanyuan's back, please have a seat."

Seeing that Yang Ling was still sitting on the stool and not going to get food for Yang Yuanyuan, Yang Caiwei immediately slapped Yang Ling on the head.

"Mother? Why did you hit me?"

"Didn't you see your wife's back? Isn't she hungry? Go and prepare something for her."

"I'll go right away..."

Yang Fan was overjoyed to see Yang Ling get beaten and then slink away to the kitchen.

“Yuanyuan… about this ‘Wei Zi Mudan’…”

"Mother, don't worry, Grandmother gave it to me when she heard that His Majesty wanted this 'Wei Purple Peony'."

"That's why, fearing I wouldn't know how to raise it, they specially assigned a nanny to do it."

The accompanying maid opened the box in her hand, and inside was indeed the 'Wei Purple Peony'.

Yang Caiwei looked at Yang Yuanyuan with guilt, "Yuanyuan, the General's Mansion owes us this time..."

Yang Yuanyuan interrupted Yang Caiwei's next words.

"What are you saying, Mother? We're all family."

"My sister is all alone in the palace; the roads are difficult to travel. It's only right that we help her."

"Besides, Jiaojiao and I are best friends."

Yang Caiwei didn't say anything, but patted Yang Yuanyuan's hand.

"I asked Yang Ling to bring you some pastries, but he hasn't come yet."

"Old man, go and take a look."

Yang Fan reluctantly went to the kitchen to find Yang Ling.