Looking at the happy Song Zhenbao and his confident younger brother, Qingyin heard Steward Li say that there were no large wild beasts in the nearby mountains. She turned her head and instructed, "Don't go too far. It's okay if you can't hunt them. Just remember not to get hurt. Even if you don't take the imperial examination, you still need to take the martial arts examination."
Hearing her mother's words, Song Zhenbao also became serious, "Yes, if Uncle gets hurt because of the little rabbit, Niannian won't like the little rabbit anymore."
Hearing her sister and niece express their concern for her, Song Fengqing felt a warmth spread through her body, and she became even more determined to catch a little rabbit for both her sister and Niannian.
"Niannian, don't worry, sisters. How could catching a rabbit possibly be dangerous? Just wait for my good news."
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Song Fengqing ran off excitedly and disappeared from sight. Qingyin didn't pay any attention to him. Just then, Song Zhenbao spotted a small stream in the distance and wanted to go play there. Qingyin let him go with her.
Seeing that Qingyin and her daughter were having a good time, Song Yuebai had several maids stay by their side while he went to get a book and some tea and snacks so that his sister and Niannian wouldn't go hungry.
After Song Yuebai left, Qingyin waved to let Steward Li leave, leaving only the two maids he had brought with him.
Letting Steward Li leave was also so that Qingyin could breathe a sigh of relief, take off her veil, and be more free.
The moment the veil was removed, Qingyin heard the two maids and her daughter gasp in surprise, which she found somewhat amusing.
She smiled and wiped the sweat from her daughter's face. "Why are you so surprised? Niannian knows what her mother looks like, doesn't she?"
Song Zhenbao shook her head, "Every time I saw my mother this time, I was amazed by her beauty!"
Qingyin smiled and said, "You're just trying to please your mother."
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At the same time, the Crown Prince, along with a group of princes and their attendants, rode horses to the estate of the Fourth Prince on the outskirts of the capital.
Having rarely ventured out, the Crown Prince, admiring the Fourth Prince's beautifully landscaped estate, couldn't help but exclaim, "Fourth Brother, your estate is quite scenic! Did you design this style yourself?"
Although the statement was a question, the prince's tone was one of certainty.
The fourth prince nodded with a smile, "Your Highness is too kind. This estate is just something I put a little thought into."
The Fifth Prince looked at his Fourth Brother's estate with envy, wishing he could secretly turn his Fourth Brother's beautiful estate into his own.
But it was just a thought. Putting aside whether his fourth brother would beat him or not, his mother would be the first to beat this unfilial son.
After thinking for a moment, his round eyes darted around. His fourth brother's estate was already so well-built, wouldn't this royal residence be even better? The fifth prince hatched an idea. He moved closer to his fourth brother, smiling ingratiatingly:
"This manor features artificial hills and flowing water, pavilions and towers arranged in a harmonious and elegant manner, yet it lacks a rustic charm. It's simply a masterpiece. Fourth Brother, you're too modest."
The fourth prince's lips curled up slightly: "That's an exaggeration."
Although it's a bit of an exaggeration, who doesn't like to have their hard-earned masterpiece praised?
The fourth prince glanced at his fifth brother, who was staring at him with a pained expression, and said, "Speak, what do you want? You praised me so much, you must want me to do something for you."
"hey-hey."
"Fourth Brother is clever."
The Fifth Prince chuckled, "Fourth Brother, your estate is so beautiful, so when your younger brother leaves the palace to build his own residence, please help me out."
The fourth prince's eye twitched, and he rolled his eyes at his somewhat chubby, seemingly harmless and approachable younger brother: "If you leave the palace, how could I not help you?"
The Fifth Prince chuckled, “Then Fourth Brother, I’ll entrust Seventh Brother’s residence outside the palace to you as well. Anyway, building one or two is the same, so it doesn’t really matter.”
Now, the fourth prince was even less inclined to pay attention to his younger brother. One wasn't enough, so he added another. Was he being made to work like an ox?
However, the fourth prince ultimately lost face for his foolish younger brother and tacitly agreed to the fifth prince's request.
The Crown Prince watched the conversation between the Fourth Prince and the Fifth Prince, his phoenix eyes narrowing with interest. He teased his Fifth Brother, "Fifth Brother, when you ask someone for a favor, you have to praise them first. Only when they are flattered will it be hard for them to refuse."
The Fifth Prince smiled somewhat embarrassedly.
Seeing his fifth brother's embarrassed expression, the seventh prince came to his rescue, "Weren't we here to see the two iron-eating beasts that fourth brother is raising? Why don't we go and take a look first?"
"Yes, yes, let's go take a look. I heard it's both black and white, and not ugly at all. Fourth Brother, take us to see it quickly."
The Fourth Prince glared at his Fifth Brother, who had started grinning foolishly again. He was so naive, completely oblivious to the calm on the surface, and was now happily enjoying himself again. Even the Seventh Prince was more shrewd than him.
Thinking of this, the Fourth Prince glanced at the Seventh Prince, who was as pure as a white lotus flower.
The seventh prince, with his jet-black eyes, returned the fourth prince's faint smile, a gesture that seemed to echo his gaze.
Well, sometimes fools are lucky. The Seventh Prince is cunning, but he really means well for the Fifth Prince.
The fourth prince had a thought flash through his mind and led the group toward the bamboo grove where the iron-eating beasts he kept at home.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the farm.
Three-year-old Song Zhenbao, with her little pigtails, strolled along the stream with her short legs.
Across the stream was a small bamboo grove, interspersed with a few pretty wildflowers.
Song Zhenbao searched for pretty wildflowers as if she were looking for treasure, preparing to give her beautiful mother a flower wreath she had woven herself.
Aunt Qinghe had taught Song Zhenbao how to weave a flower wreath, and she had already learned it. At this moment, she had picked quite a few wildflowers and woven most of the wreath, but she was still a little short and felt she needed to find a few more.
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