Zhuangyou leaned against the door, coldly watching this scene. Seeing the eunuchs and stewards looking relieved, she smiled mockingly.
Did you think that was the end of it?
The little boy grunted and said fiercely, "You all need to apologize to your godmother! It was wrong of you to trample on the flowers she planted and to make a scene in her yard without her permission!"
"Godmother?" Manager Huang looked at the proud little boy in front of him with a sour expression, glanced into the room, and asked, "Does the little master's 'godmother' refer to Chen Miaoliu?"
The little boy nodded, "Yes."
Supervisor Huang couldn't help but turn around and exchange glances with the other junior supervisors.
Manager Xie asked with a smile, "May I ask which family's young master you are? We need to know your title before we can apologize to Chen Miaoliu, right?"
At this point, Supervisor Xie's face darkened, and his tone turned cold. "Otherwise, this sudden visit might scare Chen Miaoliu."
Just as Manager Xie finished speaking, Chen Zhixian walked out of the room.
She was still worried about the little baby, so she came out and took the baby into her arms before looking at the stewards and saying coldly, "This is Princess Fuying, Wei Chanian, daughter of the Prince of Hengchang."
This was probably the first time Chen Zhixian had spoken in such a sharp tone since the birth of the Sixth Princess. She met the sinister gazes of the eunuchs head-on, no longer backing down, and tightly protected the little baby under her imposing presence.
When Huang, the leader of the four, faced Chen Zhixian, the smug smile on his face immediately turned cold.
Princess Fuying? Is this the little princess from the Prince of Hengchang's residence?
Really... no wonder! Manager Huang glanced at the little boy's clever little face, and clicked his tongue twice in his heart. He thought to himself, "No wonder, there's no such hard-to-fool little master in the palace."
However, as soon as Chen Zhixian uttered the words "Princess Fuying," Manager Huang's gaze towards the little boy became wary.
However, this did not stop him from staring at Chen Zhixian with a mocking gaze, his voice sharp and sarcastic, like a venomous snake, "Oh, so you've climbed up a high branch. But this high branch is a bit tender, I wonder if it can handle Lady Miaoliu."
The little girl felt her godmother's arm tighten slightly around her.
She looked up and saw her godmother's indignant gaze. Even when she was angry, her gaze was gentle and mild, just like how her sister Zhuangyou always scolded her.
The little dumpling couldn't help but sigh.
If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, upon hearing that sweet, childlike sigh, Chen Zhixian would have loved to smile and kiss the little cutie; how could he be so adorable?
The little dumpling's soft sigh drew everyone's attention back to her.
The little boy immediately turned fierce and said to Master Huang, "Apologize to your godmother!"
Manager Huang immediately changed his attitude when he saw the little boy, smiling obsequiously, "Yes, sir!"
As he spoke, he raised his head with a sinister expression, staring intently at Chen Zhixian. His shrill voice was cold and fierce, as if it came from the underworld, "Chen Miaoliu, it's all my fault, please don't blame me."
For Manager Huang, who is flexible and adaptable, what's so difficult about apologizing? It's just a matter of opening and closing his lips; it's easy to fool a three-year-old.
But before he could finish speaking, a soft, sweet, yet fierce voice rang out on his smirking face.
"You big bad guy! How dare you threaten your godmother!"
The little baby listens to adults, absorbing what he understands and relying on his feelings when he doesn't. Is Manager Huang trying to fool her?
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