Zhuangyou looked at the little baby lying on her shoulder, looking sullen, and smiled gently, "Doesn't the little princess like Consort Xue?"
Upon hearing this, the little boy immediately pouted so much his lips could hold an oil bottle, and lifted his little head to complain to Zhuangyou.
However, when the little boy looked up and saw Zhuangyou's smile, he immediately knew that she knew everything!
The little dumpling puffed out her cheeks in a huff, looked aggrieved, and put her head back down. She kicked her little feet and said in a cute but fierce tone, "Bad Sister Zhuangyou! Niannian doesn't like you anymore!"
Zhuangyou listened to the little boy's childish complaints, but unusually, she didn't gently coax him. Instead, she imitated the little boy's whiny little face and pouted aggrievedly.
Even her tone was deliberately mimicking that of a little dumpling, as she said in a sad and coquettish tone, "As expected, the little princess doesn't like me anymore. I saw that when the little princess was sneaking food today, she didn't want to see me at all. I thought, since the little princess doesn't like me so much, then I can't get in her way anymore."
When Zhuangyou said that, the little boy who was just sulking suddenly calmed down, pouting with a pitiful look, and nuzzled his soft, frizzy head against Zhuangyou's neck.
"Sister Zhuangyou...you don't love Niannian anymore!" The soft, sweet little voice, tinged with a spoiled and pleading tone, whined and sounded utterly aggrieved.
While whimpering, the little dumpling looked pitifully at Zhuangyou, his dark, watery eyes blinking silently. In just a couple of blinks, Zhuangyou's heart softened.
"Alright, alright, I love the little princess," Zhuangyou said with a helpless smile. In the end, she was the one who felt sorry for the little princess and quickly scooped up the baby and gently coaxed her, "But if the little princess keeps sneaking food like this, I will really get angry."
Zhuangyou's anger was gentle and mild. The little baby nestled in the fragrant crook of Zhuangyou's shoulder and hummed softly twice, indicating that she had heard him.
However, Zhuangyou knew that this humming sound only indicated that the little darling had heard her. If she agreed, he would obediently reply with an "okay".
Helplessly, Zhuangyou gently patted the little soft ball in her arms and lightly scratched her soft flesh to express her dissatisfaction with the little baby's perfunctory attitude.
The little one is very ticklish, and he giggled and kicked his legs.
However, the little dumpling's bright, watery eyes darted around, and she quickly jumped into Zhuangyou's arms, making Zhuangyou hold her tightly.
Taking advantage of this moment, the little boy quickly wrapped his arms around Zhuangyou's neck and changed the subject in his childish voice, "Sister Zhuangyou, Aunt Guifei doesn't like Niannian, right?"
Zhuangyou gave her mischievous little darling a helpless glare, but still asked the little one seriously, "Why does the little princess think that the Imperial Concubine doesn't like you?"
The little baby pouted, thought carefully for a while, and finally said in a childish voice, "Because although Aunt Guifei kept talking about Niannian, every word she said was directed at Grandma Dowager. Just like when Niannian was holding her medicine bowl before taking her medicine, she kept talking about medicine, but she was actually talking to her wet nurse!"
Zhuangyou never imagined that the little cutie would think this way.
She couldn't help but think of how the little baby used to frown in disgust and reluctantly hold the medicine bowl, and then she thought of how Consort Xue held the little baby as if she were holding a piece of gold, treating him like a precious treasure.
One had a tearful, wrinkled face, while the other had a bright, smiling face and sparkling eyes. They weren't exactly the same, but rather completely unrelated.
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