One hand firmly held back the chubby boy who was trying to get closer.
Chen Wangsheng looked at the chubby little brother crying with snot and tears on his face with a hint of disdain, and casually glanced at the young subordinate beside him, his meaning was clear.
Mo Li's face darkened. He knew his master's cunning nature very well. Helplessly, he took out his handkerchief and handed it to the young master who was crying miserably below. "Young master, wipe your tears."
"Oh, thank you, Brother Xiao Li." The chubby boy had been well-educated; even while still crying, he didn't forget to thank Mo Li.
He casually wiped his face with the handkerchief, noticing that his nose was a little uncomfortable. The chubby boy then blew his nose forcefully with the handkerchief, which was already soaked with tears, making the once clean handkerchief look completely dirty.
Before the chubby boy could even notice this, he looked at Mo Li obediently and said, "Brother Xiao Li, here, your handkerchief."
Mo Li: "..."
It's hard to explain. I don't know why a general who is a normal person would have such a fussy eldest son and a little son who doesn't care about anything.
However, Mo Li, who had been tempered by the equally pretentious young master for a long time, still had a good impression of the naive and innocent young master. She said in a very polite manner, "Young master, just keep it. I have more."
As for the handkerchief that had fooled the young master's snot and tears, he would never want it again.
Chen Wangsheng watched the actions of his close subordinates and his foolish underlings, and scoffed lightly. But even such an ironic gesture, when performed by the ethereal young man, was full of aura, like the compassion of an immortal.
Mo Li's face darkened silently. Having spent a long time by the young master's side, he already knew how ruthless the young master's heart was beneath his otherworldly appearance. He could guess that the young master's laughter was not well-intentioned.
The chubby boy was unaware that his older brother was secretly mocking him. Seeing familiar relatives and receiving comfort from Xiao Li Ge had already improved his mood considerably.
He came to the palace with his elder brother and father this time because his father and elder brother had recently won another battle, and His Majesty invited them to the palace to discuss political affairs. He insisted on coming because he wanted to see his aunt who had taken good care of him in the past. His aunt had entered the palace and was now a concubine.
His father couldn't dissuade him, so he spoke to His Majesty, who granted permission. The reason he got lost was because after meeting his aunt, he was with his little palace maid when someone called him away. While waiting, he got scared and wandered off, which is how he got lost. Then he met a princess...
Chen Wangsheng looked at the chubby little boy who had finally stopped crying and then finally spoke: "How did you get lost again? Hehe, Chen Qingming doesn't know what you're thinking with your little brain? You can't even remember the way home, yet you dare to run around in the palace."
The chubby boy was scolded and hung his head in dejection. He said pitifully, "But I'm scared... the little palace maid who led the way left, and I'll be all alone."
Seeing the usually cheerful chubby boy turn into a gloomy figure, Chen Wangsheng lost the will to continue scolding him. However, he suspected that someone in the palace had interfered with the chubby boy's disappearance. Thinking of the little palace maid who had left, Chen Wangsheng's eyes narrowed dangerously. Anyone who dared to bully his younger brother had to give her a proper "toast".
"Chen Qingming, who brought you out?"
Mentioning this, the chubby boy forgot all about being reserved and his eyes lit up: "She's an exceptionally beautiful, exceptionally beautiful fairy sister!"
Chen Wangsheng: "..."
I suddenly understood the speechless feeling my subordinates had towards the chubby guy.
Mo Li's lips twitched as he heard the chubby boy's voice. Recalling the familiar face of the palace maid who had just seen the young master off, he reminded him, "Young master, that palace maid was the head maid of the eldest princess. She must be the eldest princess."
"The Eldest Princess?" That supposedly very unruly Eldest Princess.
Chen Wangsheng glanced in the direction the palace maid had left. He remembered the princess; he would repay the little fat boy for her in the future.
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Over the course of several weeks, Qingyin's neck wounds have healed considerably. At least she can now speak a few words from her injured neck. However, due to the injury, her voice has become somewhat hoarse and magnetic, which only adds a touch of coldness to it.
The servants of Huayun Palace gradually noticed that their eldest princess had become increasingly beautiful since some time ago. No, it should be said that since she was injured, the eldest princess's already beautiful appearance has become even more unattainable and extremely beautiful.
In the past, people knew that the eldest princess was an arrogant and domineering person, thus ignoring her beautiful appearance. But now, people are captivated by the eldest princess's elegance and grace at first glance. Even a casual reprimand no longer frightens them, but rather makes them feel honored, as if being punished by such a beautiful princess is their good fortune.
If the servants could notice the changes in the eldest princess, then Consort Zheng, who came every day, would be even more able to notice them.
Consort Zheng looked at the beautiful young girl who was a stunning sight even just sitting in a chair. Consort Zheng felt both joy and heartache. She was naturally happy to see her daughter's beauty growing more and more radiant, but she was also filled with heartache at the thought of her beautiful daughter being married off to the grasslands.
Qingyin asked her mother, who suddenly seemed melancholy, in a somewhat cold voice, "Mother, what's wrong?"
The fair-skinned, black-haired girl gazed at her with clear, worried eyes. The concern of such a stunning beauty was something no one in the world could refuse. Consort Zheng looked at Qingyin with concern and said, "Daughter, you're so beautiful now. Why don't you go and see your father? Maybe he'll change his mind. I'll beg him again, and maybe you won't have to go to the grasslands."
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