This was also the first time the Empress Dowager had seen Xuandi's true face.
Without the disguise of a guard, the unruly young man was both wicked and mysterious. Even though the Empress Dowager had seen countless people in her life, she could hardly see through his young face.
However, the Empress Dowager knew that Xuandi was definitely capable of protecting his sister, and besides, since she was being taken out to play by her own brother, there was nothing outsiders could say.
Therefore, the Empress Dowager only instructed Xuandi to make sure he took good care of his granddaughter and great-granddaughter.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, I would never bear to see my little sister sad," Xuan Di replied leisurely with a wicked smile.
It means that whether or not to help take care of the child is up to his little girl.
After hearing Xuandi's words, the Empress Dowager was taken aback for a moment, then gave the grinning Xuandi a deep look before sending him out to prepare.
She then called Changyin and Wenlian over and gave them a thorough dressing-down, telling them not to bully Niannian.
As for the little baby mentioned, Zhuangyou took advantage of the moment to pick her up and put her in a corner, and began to seriously cleanse her mind of the filth that had been poured into her brain by a certain cunning little prince at some unknown time.
“Little princess, you should still call His Highness the Crown Prince ‘Third Brother Huo’ just like the other brothers in the Huo family. Otherwise, the other brothers will be sad if they hear that you are treating them differently,” Zhuangyou said to the little boy with a smile.
However, the little boy tilted his head and looked at Sister Zhuangyou strangely, trying to reason with her, "But they don't know Niannian, so why would they care what Niannian calls them?"
Zhuangyou: ...How come this little dumpling is so hard to fool! Ahem, not fool, this is called proper guidance!
Seeing that his older sister Zhuangyou looked convinced, the little boy immediately wagged his little tail and quickly continued to reason with her.
“Niannian got to know the Crown Prince, and Niannian likes the Crown Prince. She’s closer to him, so she calls him by his name. What’s wrong with that? Besides, the Crown Prince said that he would prefer Niannian to call him by his name.”
"Just like how both Daddy and Mommy call Niannian 'Niannian,' Niannian also hopes that her Crown Prince brother can call her Niannian 'Niannian,' instead of calling her Niannian 'Fuying.'"
Zhuangyou: ...I was actually convinced by this silly little girl!
After saying that, the little boy, seeing Zhuangyou's expression, immediately wagged his tail proudly and, imitating the mature manner of an adult, patted Zhuangyou's shoulder "earnestly" and said in a childish voice:
"Young people need to learn to be flexible. If they only focus on these trivial matters every day and ignore the scenery in the distance, then they will lose more than they gain."
When the Prince of Hengchang said this, he was standing on the city gate, gazing into the distance with a vast and distant look in his eyes, and speaking in a deep and powerful voice.
However, the little dumpling imitated the Prince of Hengchang's emphasis exactly, but in a soft, childlike voice. Zhuangyou was speechless—couldn't her prince teach his daughter something practical instead of all this fancy stuff!
How is this any different from teaching a plump, round pupa how to fly?
The next moment, the little baby who was just in my arms "whooshed" out, and at the same time, his soft, sweet voice echoed throughout the room.
"Fifth Brother! Fifth Brother! Can we go play now?"
Xuan Di effortlessly lifted the little baby into his arms by the back of his shirt, and called to Chang Yin and Wen Lian, who had also been released, to walk outside, "Alright, let's go, Fifth Brother will take you to Chun Chang Lou in Kyoto for a big meal!"
"Okay!" The little dumpling happily kicked his short legs.
Half an hour later, the little boy sitting at the fortune-telling stall stared blankly at the bustling market in front of him.
Forget about a big meal, even the steamed bun shop is quite far away. The little baby has to tilt his head back and sniff hard to smell the aroma of the meat buns!
The little boy looked at the "Master Fortune Teller" sign above his head, then at his own Taoist robes, and then at his fifth brother standing beside him with a wicked grin, tilting his head in confusion.
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