Hesheli frowned slightly, then smiled knowingly. It seemed she had been asking for far too much. Before, she had only thought that Jingrou's health was good; why had she developed so much greed now?
Concern leads to confusion. She thought she could see through things, but she never expected that when something happened to Jingrou, she would still care so much about such a positive shadow.
"The master is absolutely right."
Hesheli took the fortune slips from Jingrou and Wenying and saw Master Cijie off.
"The Buddha and the gods are wise and insightful, but the fool's tales only lead to confusion..."
"The old man seeks a fortune stick, but it's better to stay put and wait for the right time..."
Hesheli frowned slightly, seemingly lost in thought. When Chen and Guojia came closer, Hesheli hid Jingrou's slip in her sleeve and returned Wenying's.
The two children were still very young, and we don't know what they were thinking at the time, so it's probably not reliable.
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The next day, Jingrou and her friends finally got to see the lotus pond as they had wished.
It is indeed extremely beautiful.
The pool was very large, and people were gathered everywhere. Hesheli was worried about their safety, so she ordered her men to stay close to them at all times.
"Shall we sit in the pavilion?" Hesheli wiped the sweat from Jingrou's brow, amused to see her cheeks flushed. She felt a pang of regret; she should have taken her out to play sooner, so she wouldn't be confined to the Prince An's residence all day without a single familiar playmate…
Even though she saw that Jingrou was happy every day, Hesheli still felt that it was different from her current lively appearance.
Even if a child is not in good health, what child wouldn't want playmates? What child wouldn't want to go out and play, and see the new and exciting things in the world?
Jingrou's hand was still being held by He Cen. Feeling the strength on the other side, Jingrou shook her head at her grandmother, "I'm not tired, Grandmother, please sit down..." Jingrou pulled Hesheli to sit down in the pavilion before turning back to find her friends.
"Don't go too far, stay right in front of Grandmother..." Hesheli whispered, and Jingrou readily agreed.
If Hesheli had such instructions, she would always say them directly to Jingrou, rather than instructing her wet nurse. This made Jingrou feel respected, as if the two were having a dialogue on equal terms, rather than just treating her as a child.
Being treated like a child and having no say is something that Jingrou finds somewhat frustrating so far, but thankfully, this never happens between her and her family.
So of course I have to live up to my grandmother's trust!
Perhaps because the three friends were having too much fun together, Yinreng heard their somewhat shrill, childlike laughter, which they couldn't control.
Yinreng smiled slightly as he looked at the person not far away. He hadn't expected to meet him again so soon.
He couldn't contain his joy.
Yinreng felt that the little girl in front of him was much cuter than any of the princesses born to the concubines in the palace... and much more interesting than his arrogant older and younger sisters.
However, when he saw his elders sitting in the pavilion not far away, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Princess An... is able to recognize her own identity.
However, it is not appropriate for me to reveal my identity on this trip.
"It's so noisy..." Yinzhi stopped before Yinreng.
He recognized, of course, the few annoying girls not far away as the same ones who had seen him in such a disheveled state yesterday.
When Yinzhi was young, he lived with his maternal grandfather. He grew up with his older and younger cousins, but they were all very noisy. When they saw him, they would flatter him and speak eloquently, but they never told the truth.
Yinzhi was impatient to stay with them.
Seeing the people not far away only made me feel worse.
Yinreng smiled slightly, raised his head to look at Yinzhi, who was a little taller than him, and asked, "What's wrong, elder brother? You're currently serving someone. If necessary, why not invite Master Cijie over to help you?" His voice was sincere, and as he spoke, he frowned, as if he was genuinely worried about him.
Yinzhi rolled his eyes and said in a gruff voice, "No need for Your Highness to worry about that."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and strode away, while a person leisurely followed behind him, admiring the lotus flowers and smelling their faint fragrance, before finally glancing at Jingrou one last time.
When will I be able to meet the girl openly and honestly, and introduce myself?
Yinreng felt a pang of regret. He had never longed to get to know someone as much as he did today, and had been so eager to become good friends with her.
What a pity that such a beautiful view is wasted on my brother, who doesn't seem to appreciate it at all...
Ultimately, Yinreng had few genuine friends; most were people who flocked to him for personal gain, or those his father wanted him to befriend. Those in this position are never truly in control of their own destiny, and even as a six or seven-year-old child, he understood this profoundly.
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