The other team, where the little cutie was, presented a completely different picture.
Zhuo Wenshan, Liang Tongzhi... their names sound scholarly, and the boys raised in literary families are indeed refined. They were discussing "tactics" with great concern.
Duke Zhongwu glanced at his son's group, who remained as unhurried as ever, while subtly glancing at the little boy as he quietly moved towards Qin Zhouli's side.
Moving closer to Qin Zhouli, Duke Zhongwu, like a spy, stole glances at the little baby while lowering his voice, like a thief, barely daring to open his mouth, and whispered in Qin Zhouli's ear:
"Son, your father's tiger-striped gilded longbow is quite expensive. How about we... find a more capable helper?"
Qin Zhou had never heard his father speak so cowardly before. It was a muffled, indistinct sound, and he couldn't make it out at first.
Before he could even ask, a soft, sweet voice rang out, both cute and fierce.
"Uncle Fatty! You're cheating! How can you cheat as a referee? If you keep doing this, I'm going to tell Daddy! Not only is Uncle Fatty's daughter bullying Niannian, but Uncle Fatty is also helping his son bully Niannian!"
"No, no, no!" Upon hearing this, Duke Zhongwu immediately darted several meters away, quickly distancing himself from his son, and said with a smile, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! How could your uncle dare to bully the little princess! You two continue! Uncle is going inside to have some tea, I'm not coming out! I'm not coming out!"
Where would she dare to come out? How come this little devil's ears are so sharp! Could her whole family be rabbits?
After saying that, Duke Zhongwu immediately slunk away. Upon closer inspection, his retreating figure and demeanor were exactly the same as Qin Zhouli's slunk away earlier.
Qin Zhouli stared blankly at his strange father. When he looked away, he saw the equally bewildered little girl, Wenlian, the little milk dumpling.
He quickly and discreetly waved to Wenlian.
Xiao Wenlian saw it, tilted her head and blinked, and after the latter waved again, she obediently pulled Changyin and ran over, looking up and asking, "Brother Zhouli, is there something you need?"
Zhou Li chuckled sheepishly, raised his hand to rub her little head, and pointed to the little dumpling, "Wenlian is the best girl. Tell your brother Zhou Li, what's the background of that little princess? When did the palace get a princess of that age?"
Xiao Wenlian pouted, covered her head, looked at Zhou Li, and said, "I won't tell you! Every time I ask you to play with me, you never do."
“Who said that? Last time I went to the palace, I even took you to play in the courtyard behind Shouci Palace!” the young boy said confidently.
"You clearly wanted to come out and play! You were bored staying indoors but didn't dare to say so, so you used me as an excuse! You big bad guy, you always use me as an excuse, and when I ask you to take me out to play, you run away!"
Wenlian angrily accused him.
Qin Zhouli gave an awkward smile; his appearance was strikingly similar to that of Duke Zhongwu.
"Hehe, Wenlian, be good. Those were all boys, you can't run away. Besides, even if I wanted to take you with me then, the Empress Dowager wouldn't have agreed." Qin Zhouli saw that Wenlian was even angrier, so he quickly said, "Next time! Next time I won't play with them, I'll take you to play!"
Only then did Xiao Wenlian puff out her cheeks, barely managing to cheer up a little. Then, without hesitation, she foolishly betrayed her own little sister, saying, "Niannian is from Hengchang. Grandmother, Father, and Third Brother Crown Prince all adore her."
"Is she good?" Qin Zhouli quickly asked.
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