86. Punished by copying a book while standing and writing a 500-word self-criticism.
The little dumpling stared longingly at the Consort Xian and the little princess in front of her, unconsciously taking two steps forward and gently tugging at their sleeves with her tiny hands.
Unfortunately, neither of them noticed her.
She thought for a moment, then squeezed in, spreading her short, round arms to hug one of them.
Yes, Yue'er wants a hug too.
It's a bit of a shame that it's not Mommy's hug, but I still want a hug.
After these actions, the two finally noticed the little figure standing to the side.
Consort Xian paused for a moment, then released the little princess and gently opened her arms to the little dumpling: "Good child, come..."
The little dumpling immediately pounced into Consort Xian's arms like a little rabbit, rubbing its fluffy little head against Consort Gui's shoulder.
Seeing this, the little princess quickly came over, and the three of them embraced each other warmly and comfortingly.
"Princess Fukang, may I call you Yue'er?" Consort Xian gently smoothed her slightly disheveled hair. "Yue'er, please take good care of the little princess for me from now on, okay?"
Before the little dumpling could answer, the little princess puffed out her chest: "I'm two years older than Little Moon! And I'm really good at fighting, so I should be the one taking care of Little Moon!"
Upon hearing this, Consort Xian smiled slightly and pinched her daughter's cheek: "What kind of princess talks about fighting all the time..."
"Really! Father said that might makes right, and my fists are really strong!" The little princess proudly raised her head, completely forgetting the terrifying scene just now.
The little dumpling also smiled sweetly: "The princess is the most amazing!"
Consort Xian was both amused and exasperated: "What your father meant by 'fist'?"
The atmosphere inside the hall gradually warmed up, but suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.
Qu Zijin strode in, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Your Highness! Princess!" Qu Zijin's voice was even sterner than when they first met. "Do you even know—"
His words came to an abrupt end.
Because he saw that Consort Xian was also present.
His angry mind snapped back to reality, and he bowed, saying, "Your humble servant greets Your Highness, the Virtuous Consort."
The second brother, who followed closely behind, didn't care about anything else. He rushed over and hugged his sister, saying, "Little sister! You scared me to death! I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought you had..."
He didn't continue, and the future hero couldn't help but sniffle when he thought about it.
The little princess and the little dumpling exchanged a glance, and the two little ones lowered their heads guiltily, their little hands unconsciously twisting together.
Consort Xian coughed lightly, trying to cover for the two little ones: "Grand Tutor Qu, it was I who asked the little princess to bring Yue'er over for some snacks..."
Qu Zijin looked up and met the Imperial Concubine's slightly pleading gaze. He then looked at the two little girls who were huddled together and finally sighed, "It was my fault. However... such an incident just happened in the palace, it is really not appropriate to let the children run around."
Consort Xian nodded and turned to the two children: "You two, why don't you quickly apologize to the Grand Tutor?"
"Grand Tutor, I'm so sorry..." The little dumpling pouted, tears welling up in her eyes, "Yue'er was wrong..."
The little princess also apologized quietly, not forgetting to steal glances at Qu Zijin's expression.
Qu Zijin looked at the two pitiful little ones and finally softened: "Never mind, it's good that they're safe."
The two had just breathed a sigh of relief when he strode forward, grabbed one of them in each hand, and said menacingly, "Go back and copy books as punishment, and each of you write a 500-word self-criticism!"
The two little ones were stunned, frozen in place, terrified: "No!!!"
"You're being punished by copying books and standing in the corner! You'll need more medicine!" the little dumpling cried sadly. "Your hands will break if you write five hundred words!"
Qu Zijin ignored the wailing and turned to leave with the children, his face sour.
The little princess used all her strength, and with her brute force, she caught Qu Zijin off guard and actually managed to shake off his hand.
The little princess turned around and pounced on Consort Xian's leg, clinging to it like a mischievous monkey, crying out, "Your subject doesn't want to go! Your subject wants to stay with Mother Consort!"
Consort Xian's eyes reddened again: "Grand Tutor, why don't we let the little princess and Yue'er stay a little longer..."
“No,” Qu Zijin interrupted firmly, bending down to pick up the still dazed little dumpling. “Palace rules cannot be abolished.”
The little dumpling suddenly levitated and instinctively wrapped its arms around the Grand Tutor's neck.
She turned to look at Consort Xian, who was also looking at her. The little princess, clinging to her mother's lap, shook her head repeatedly and mouthed the words—Quick! Run! Ah!
"Does Yue'er want to stay?" Consort Xian asked her.
Of course she wanted to stay!
The little dumpling was about to open her mouth, but before she could make a sound, Qu Zijin covered her mouth and pressed her into his arms: "Your Highness, the county princess should go back to study."
"Ugh!" The little dumpling looked sad.
It seems she can't escape now.
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Inside the Wenhua Hall.
The young prince, who was not allowed to leave, had been waiting anxiously for a long time.
Seeing them return, she immediately dropped her pen and ran over: "Little Moon, where did you two go? Your sudden disappearance was terrifying!"
"Your Highness," Qu Zijin put Jin Lanyue down and said to his second brother, "Lizhi, would you take him to the storeroom to pick out a new toy?"
"But little sister..." the second brother hesitated.
"I don't really want toys..." The little prince didn't understand why the Grand Tutor suddenly wanted to give him toys.
Qu Zijin urged them a few more times before the two little boys reluctantly left, turning back every few steps.
After the footsteps faded away, Qu Zijin squatted down and looked at the little dumpling: "Teacher, now please tell me, where did you go today?"
The little girl clutched the hem of her clothes and whispered, "The little princess misses her mother, so Yue'er will... will accompany her to find her mother..."
"And then?" Qu Zijin stared into her eyes. "The Consort Xian shouldn't be in the palace, right? You didn't go anywhere else?"
"We ran to the outside of Consort Qi's palace... but there were so many people, so we..."
The little dumpling couldn't continue.
She couldn't say anything about the system or the items.
Qu Zijin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
He also remembered that Qi Xunyuan's palace must be heavily guarded today, and there was no way the two children could have sneaked in.
He's overthinking it.
After all, these two children can't hide.
Right?
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The little princess and her second brother have something to say:
Little Princess: (Excitedly) Wow, it's finally my turn!
Little Princess: (Looking at her cheat sheet) Ahem, let me see... It says this... Oh, four thousand words have been presented, my dear...
Second Brother: Wait! Let me handle the rest! This great hero has just learned a trick from his travels all over the country, I guarantee it will work!
Little Princess: Huh?
Second brother: (Confidently tossing his head) Watch me!
Second Brother: (holding a flower in his mouth) (winking) oi~ Zi Tsk~ Give me some good reviews and urge me to update!
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