After leaving Huayun Palace, the roadside was extremely clean. Qingyin walked for a while, which helped her release the pent-up anger in her heart. Before long, she wanted to go back.
However, as if something unexpected was about to happen, a commotion arose.
"Waaaaah, what should I do? I can't find my way back. What if Father forgets about me and leaves me in the palace?" A chubby boy, about seven years old, slumped to the ground, tears streaming down his face.
Beside him was a little girl of about the same age, dressed in delicate pink clothes. She looked at the chubby boy with disdain: "Little chubby boy, why are you crying? So what if you're lost? I'm here with you. Come with me for a little while, and I'll take you out soon. Besides, when we see a palace maid or eunuch, we can ask him to take us out."
"Princess, you've been leading me for an hour already! Waaah, I can't walk anymore! We haven't run into a single maid or eunuch, and you still say you know the way! Waaah!" the little boy said pitifully. No matter how much the delicate little girl tried to pull him along, he remained slumped on the ground, unwilling to move.
This made the little girl, whose eyebrows were already furrowed, even angrier. She said angrily, "Fine, little fatty, I, the princess, was trying to help you out of kindness. If you're not leaving, then you can stay here. Be careful... be careful that the Night Witch doesn't drag you back and eat you up! Hahaha, oh my, the Night Witch loves tender little fattys like you the most!"
The Night Ghost Granny is a famous ghost story in the capital city used to scare children. It was passed down to teach some disobedient kids a lesson.
The little girl made a vivid ghost face, which immediately frightened the little boy who was sitting paralyzed on the ground. Especially when he noticed that it was getting dark, his tears, which he had just stopped, started flowing again.
Seeing that the little girl had made the chubby boy cry again, a look of panic appeared on her face, as if she didn't understand why such a fake ghost story could scare people and make them cry.
Qingyin appeared at this moment and recognized the little girl in the conversation. She was the Empress's youngest daughter, the sixth princess Jingxi, who was also the Crown Prince's younger sister.
The appearance of this group of people saved Princess Jingxi from her predicament. Even though it was her least favorite arrogant older sister who appeared, her eyes lit up, and she called out to Qingyin affectionately and ran quickly to Qingyin's side: "Big sister!"
As if wanting to hug Qingyin, Yuqin couldn't help but panic at the little princess's bold action, worried that the little princess's flustered movements would aggravate Qingyin's wound, and prepared to step forward to stop the little princess.
Qingyin stopped her, saying that Jingxi was a sensible and intelligent child.
Sure enough, the little girl hurriedly ran up to Qingyin and stopped right in front of her, taking Qingyin's hand and leading her towards the little boy.
Qingyin let the little girl pull her along and slowly walked to the little boy.
"Big sister, please tell this chubby boy to stop crying!"
The little boy had been crying for so long that he couldn't stop. Qingyin lowered her eyes, squatted down, and took out a handkerchief she always carried with her and handed it to the little boy.
The white lily-patterned handkerchief the woman handed over was far less white than the fingers peeking out from beside it.
Two strands of her jet-black hair clung tightly to her fair and soft cheeks, with a few unruly strands drifting towards the little boy.
The little boy seemed to sense something and couldn't help but look up. In that one glance, the little boy forgot to cry, but the tears that had already fallen did not stop with his master's movements, falling onto the short, stubby palm of the handkerchief that the boy subconsciously reached out to catch.
This drop also brought the boy to his senses, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "A fairy!"
The boy's voice couldn't help but elicit a mocking laugh from the little princess: "Silly little fat boy, this is my older sister, not some fairy. No wonder you cry so much, you must have something wrong with your head!"
The little princess was clever and had a sharp tongue, and Qingyin couldn't help but twitch her lips.
Fortunately, the little boy was completely absorbed in himself and didn't notice Jingxi's sharp words; otherwise, he would have had to cry again.
As they spoke, seeing that the little boy had stopped crying, Qingyin turned to look at Yuqin. Yuqin understood the princess's meaning, stepped forward, and smiled as she took the little princess and the little boy's hands.
"Sixth Princess, the princess has been having allergies these past few days and can't speak. This servant will take you out first."
Hearing Yuqin's voice, the still small Jingxi noticed the white gauze bandage around Qingyin's neck. Although she didn't like this eldest princess on ordinary days, her eldest princess had helped her today. Jingxi hesitated for a while before turning to Qingyin and saying, "Big sister, my mother said that drinking chrysanthemum tea is effective for allergies. Remember to drink it when you go back."
The little girl spoke earnestly, her eyes showing a serious expression.
They hadn't gone far. Qingyin, who had been watching Yuqin lead them away, was slightly surprised for a moment. When her beautiful almond-shaped eyes met the little girl's serious gaze, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Yes, Jingxi is a good girl.
Under the little girl's amazed gaze, he nodded gently.
In addition, the little princess was taken away while she was in a daze.
Upon encountering the lost little girl and little boy, Qingyin lost all interest in shopping and turned around to go home.
In the afternoon, the little princess, who had been taken back, couldn't help but laugh out loud in Kunning Palace. Hmm, isn't the big sister not so bad after all? She's quite nice to her, hehe.
The dignified and elegant Empress, seated above, couldn't help but glance at her youngest daughter with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. After hearing the story of how her youngest daughter had once again shaken off the servants, encountered General Chen Wei's lost son, and then successfully got lost together, the Empress, seeing her youngest daughter's chubby face that resembled her own, still managed to suppress the urge to spank the naughty child.
He only said a few words.
However, seeing her youngest daughter occasionally letting out silly giggles, the Empress was a little alarmed. Could it be that Jingxi had encountered something bad and become possessed? She had never seen the child like this before.
The Empress couldn't help but reach out and touch her youngest daughter's forehead: "Xi'er, are you alright?"
"Oh dear, Mother, what's wrong? I just think that older sister is quite nice, hehe."
Upon hearing this, the Empress was even more horrified. Oh no! The child always scolded her older sister for being crazy and getting angry. Could she really be possessed? Should she find a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirit?
Jingxi was unaware that simply because her feelings for the eldest princess had changed, her mother's intentions had escalated to the point of wanting to exorcise evil spirits from her. She probably couldn't help but roll her eyes at her mother right now.
Yuqin, who had sent the chubby boy back to his family, watched him return to his elder brother's side and then withdrew.
The chubby boy's real name is Chen Qingming. He is the youngest child in his family and the late-born son of General Chen Wei. Because of his soft and cute personality, he is known as the group's bully (not really) and also as the group's darling.
Gazing at the familiar, tall, and ethereal figure not far away, tears welled up in his eyes again, and suspicious glints of moisture appeared under his nose. He ran anxiously and joyfully to the man's side, crying out, "Waaah, big brother!"
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