However, given how fast Xuandi carried the dumplings, by the time the two wet nurses arrived, he had already placed the two little ones on the stall and had them sitting in a row.
In response, Xuandi glanced sideways at the two wet nurses, as if he were looking at two ignorant children, and asked with a roguish grin, "What? Do I look like the kind of person who can't even lift a piglet?"
Piglets?
“Changyin isn’t a little piglet!” Little Changyin said in his childish voice.
“Wenlian isn’t either!” Little Wenlian chimed in softly.
The two wet nurses' faces immediately darkened.
The little dumpling pouted and looked at his older brother. The adorable child sighed with maturity and mimicked his father's tone, saying, "Sigh, when will brother change your cat-and-dog-hateful nature!"
Xuandi's face darkened. "Children shouldn't talk nonsense!"
After saying that, he grabbed the fortune-telling stall and dragged it towards the market outside. The two little dumplings on it bounced up and down with the shabby stall.
"Hahaha……"
The little dumpling looked at the two older girls bouncing around and laughed while perched on her brother's shoulder. Changyin and Wenlian, the two little bundles of milk, looked at each other and also bouncing around and laughing.
The babies were happy, but the gazes of the palace maids and eunuchs were practically piercing holes in Xuandi's back.
Zhuangyou knew what kind of personality her fifth divine beast was all along, and she was speechless, but she didn't go up to stop it.
Aunt Lin, Changyin's wet nurse and an old servant of the Empress Dowager, couldn't stand it and went straight up to block Xuandi's way, saying with a dark face, "Fifth Young Master, what are you doing!"
"You want to make money by telling fortunes? Or do you want me to take them to eat and dash?" Xuan Di pretended to think about it seriously, and finally shook his head solemnly, "That would be too bad, don't corrupt the children."
Aunt Lin had never met such an unreliable person as Xuan Di, but considering that he was the young master of the Hengchang County Prince's Mansion, she still took a deep breath.
She gritted her teeth and patiently said, "If you are short of money, young master, I have brought silver with me. When we left, the Empress Dowager gave us plenty of silver, enough for you and the three young masters to have a meal at Chun Chang Lou."
“Hey!” Xuandi immediately refused, “How can I let you spend money! That would be too much.”
Why not just set up a fortune-telling stall with your three little ones?
Aunt Lin was so angry her face could practically drip ink. "The two little princesses and our little county princess are all of noble birth, how can we let them dress like this and sit in this kind of place!"
This kind of place?
Xuandi looked at his fortune-telling stall with a puzzled expression. He looked at it from top to bottom, left to right, and it seemed perfect no matter how he looked at it!
It's exactly the same as the fortune teller at the entrance of Hengchang West Market!
Seeing Xuan Di's obvious feigned ignorance, Aunt Lin could no longer contain herself and raised her voice, "Fifth Young Master, aren't you going a bit too far with this mess?"
Xuandi countered, "Have we passed?"
As he spoke, he gave a wicked smile, a dark glint in his eyes, yet his tone remained nonchalant, “Nanny, you don’t understand. ‘Every grain of rice on the plate is the result of hard work.’ The fruits of our own labor taste especially delicious! This is an essential step in enjoying a delicious meal.”
Aunt Lin paused before she could finish speaking, her anger momentarily subsiding, and she couldn't help but look up at Xuan Di.
These words sound casual and relaxed, but upon closer examination, they seem to have a deeper meaning and profound implications.
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