As soon as Cha Nian's two little feet touched the ground, she immediately ran inside with a "tap tap".
Smelling the aroma, the little bundle of milk darted about on its short legs, disappearing in the blink of an eye before Dejiang and the others could even react.
"...Princess Fuying! Please wait for this old servant!"
Soon, only a wail remained at the entrance of Shouci Palace. Looking inside, one could see several hurried eunuchs squeezing in while scrutinizing each person's legs.
"Smack—"
"Oh dear! Young lady, please let me explain, it's not what you think! Hey, young lady, don't run away..."
...
In the back garden of Shouci Palace, groups of two or three noble ladies, dressed in bright clothes, chatted and laughed politely, and exquisite pastries were everywhere.
On a white jade table with carved floral designs, a palace maid had just placed two plates of freshly made white tea cakes and milk cakes, which smelled delicious and were still steaming hot.
The two noble ladies who were talking nearby had just picked up a piece of pastry when they were drawn to the commotion coming from afar.
The two of them looked in that direction at the same time, neither of them noticing that a small, soft ball had rolled behind the jade table.
It was Little Milk Bun Tea Nian who came over.
The little girl looked up at the stone table in front of her, which was a head taller than her. The fragrant aroma of white tea and milk made her swallow hard. Her eyes, fixed on the edge of the table, became increasingly bright and sparkling with a determined light.
The short-legged little baby tiptoed and bounced up and down twice.
However, this jade table, which is half the height of a person, is indeed a bit too high for a little baby who has just turned three.
However, Xiao Chanian took a deep breath of the sweet aroma, stubbornly looked up at the jade table, puffed out her cheeks in a huff, and then jumped up with all her might.
Almost there again.
The little dumpling pouted even more, tilted her head back to aim at where she was going to jump, and then jumped again with all her might.
The little hand didn't catch it...
The little girl, who had fallen again, stubbornly puffed out her cheeks, pouted, and jumped up again.
Finally, a little koala, its mouth watering, was hung on the jade table.
Before the two noble ladies in front noticed, a little gluttonous cat had already rolled onto the table behind them, sniffing at each plate on the table.
"What's going on? Why is the entrance such a mess?" the noblewoman in yellow asked softly.
"It's like a few eunuchs suddenly appeared, all drunk, harassing people and even... even lifting up their skirts," the noblewoman in purple chimed in, lowering her voice as if she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"This..." The noblewoman in yellow changed her expression upon hearing this. "This is in the Empress Dowager's palace. Who gave them the audacity?"
Meanwhile, the little glutton who "gave them courage" was happily crawling around on the jade table, her little bottom sticking out and her invisible little tail wagging, leering at each of her "beloved concubines".
On the large jade table, there was a small ball nestled in front of plates of pastries, its dimples showing as it smiled happily.
It looked just like a little raccoon that had fallen into a honey pot, sniffing left and right, occasionally swallowing its saliva, its grape-like eyes darting around, that mischievous little bear was so adorable.
In the end, the little dumpling, who was so hungry, set his sights on a piece of crystal-clear jelly.
The little girl picked up the soft cake, and with a thud of her little bottom, she sat steadily on the table.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
