Zhuangyou couldn't stop laughing. When she saw the little baby's chubby face, she quickly tried to hold back her laughter and answered the little baby's question seriously.
"It's not that Consort Gui doesn't like Niannian, she just prefers that Niannian can make the Empress Dowager happy."
The little boy listened to Zhuangyou's words with his clear, dark eyes filled with confusion.
So, as soon as Zhuangyou entered the room carrying the little baby, everyone saw a little baby with furrowed brows, deep in thought.
The Empress Dowager smiled kindly upon seeing this.
Changyin, who had been washed clean, was also brought over and was sitting obediently next to the Empress Dowager, her eyes still somewhat dull.
However, when Changyin saw the little baby, her eyes lit up immediately, and she smiled and called out softly, "Sister Niannian."
The long note was soft and was immediately drowned out by the lively conversation and laughter at the banquet.
But the little baby's ears are very sharp; as soon as it makes a long call, the little baby hears it.
She immediately pulled her little head out of Zhuangyou's arms, her dimples deepening, and her soft, clear, sweet voice pierced through the crowd, "Long-tone sister!"
This sound immediately drew the attention of everyone at the banquet.
The ladies who knew the baby began to praise him to the Empress Dowager with smiles, while most of the ladies who did not know the baby whispered among themselves asking him questions.
Of course, there are also many people who know or have noticed that Princess Changyin is clearly older than this little baby, so how did she become "Sister Changyin"?
Under the scrutiny of all those gazes, Zhuangyou's face burned with embarrassment. She gave the little girl a pained scolding and whispered in her ear, "Little princess! There are so many people here, don't cause trouble! The county princess is older than you, you can't bully her anymore!"
The little girl knew perfectly well that Changyin was older than her, but she just wanted to be the older sister.
The little baby ignored what Zhuangyou said and happily pounced on the Empress Dowager.
She kept saying, "Grandma Empress Dowager, Grandma Empress Dowager is so beautiful," her little mouth as sweet as honey, her voice soft and sweet, which made the Empress Dowager laugh heartily.
This scene amazed the ladies below. Although the Empress Dowager was kind and approachable, she was always dignified and self-possessed, and often smiled faintly. It was rare for her to laugh so heartily.
Seeing the Empress Dowager's undisguised affection for the little boy, Consort Xue's eyes flickered, and she clapped her hands at the little boy with a smile, "Niannian, why don't you come to Aunt Consort's place? Don't tire out your Empress Dowager."
The little boy was nestled happily in the Empress Dowager's arms, chattering jokes with Changyin.
Upon hearing Consort Xue's words, the little boy shrank back into the Empress Dowager's arms with some resistance.
However, the little dumpling thought of how her fragrant princess mother had complained a few days ago that she, the little chubby dumpling, had become too heavy, and that her grandmother, the Empress Dowager, was getting old and must be even more tired carrying her.
So, after dawdling reluctantly for a while, the little baby obediently let Consort Xue carry him.
Consort Xue didn't genuinely like the little baby, but she genuinely enjoyed holding him.
Consort Xue, who was overjoyed to have held the little baby in her arms, smiled even more broadly and began to talk to the Empress Dowager with a beaming smile.
Seeing the smile on Consort Xue's face, the Empress Dowager was very satisfied and became even more amiable towards her.
However, the little baby in Consort Xue's arms pouted unwillingly, refusing to cooperate with Consort Xue. He simply rested his little head on the table, watching the pink steam rising from Consort Xue's wine cup with a bored expression.
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