The peonies are in bloom now. Peonies are Wanwan’s favorite flower, symbolizing wealth and fortune.
During the annual Peony Festival, Wan Wan had nothing to do, so she invited all her relatives to gather in the palace.
As long as it is an event hosted by Wanwan, they will come no matter how busy they are, which is very considerate of her.
A group of children were running around in the palace, some playing hopscotch, some flying kites, and some eating cakes. Boys and girls were sitting in rows, eating fruit.
The picture is very harmonious...
My uncle's family later gave birth to three more sons. Except for Yang Yuexin, the youngest son was only three years old.
Wanwan watched her aunt go crazy missing her daughter every day, desperately looking for the goddess of pregnancy to ask for a daughter, who was still in her belly.
My uncle looks at his belly and calls his daughter every day, and my aunt watches every step she takes, afraid that her daughter will be gone in the blink of an eye.
The couple had been inseparable for ten years. As long as my uncle was around, nothing else mattered to my aunt.
My second aunt gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Because she suffered a lot during the delivery, my second uncle never dared to let her get pregnant again.
When eating crabs, my second uncle could peel them and put them into his mouth. He was afraid that he would lose the wife he had finally married.
My third uncle is in his twenties and recently found someone he likes.
Because of Wanwan's existence, the family can only be described as having everything going well.
Wanwan's teacher and his wife also came. Their eldest son was playing in the mud in the garden, and their youngest daughter was lovingly held in their arms. The couple teased the children.
The master's wife is Banshenglian, the daughter of Wenquxing. When the master was still in heaven, Wanwan knew that the little boy beside him had loved her for a thousand years, but there was nothing he could do about the rules of heaven.
When Wenquxing descended to the mortal world, she was with him through life and death. Her gamble paid off, and she moved him with her love.
Their love was very difficult, but they were together in the end.
Then, in order to show her gratitude, the master's wife fed the grapes to him with her own hands.
"Oh, Yang Yuexin. Look at your parents and these people. They are showing off wherever they go." Wanwan sat aside.
She was wearing a red palace dress embroidered with phoenixes and had a simple hairstyle. She sat lazily on a chair, her delicate face just beginning to blossom.
No matter where she sits, she is the most eye-catching scenery. It seems that such a face is hard to find in the three realms.
She was so beautiful, so beautiful that Xia Mochen's heart felt like it was on fire, tormented ever since Wanwan turned six years old.
He suppressed the raging fire in his heart, and even over the years, he relied on the medicine given by the imperial physician to try to suppress the most primitive impulse of a man.
The little princess is twelve years old, almost thirteen. She seems to have some naive views on love.
However, there was no sign of the little princess wanting to get married.
He always felt that he would never be able to be as close as the couples in front of him in his lifetime.
"So sour."
The handsome young man at the side looked at his mother and said, "Every time my father comes back, I have no status at all. My father always says that I stole his wife, and he also stole my mother."
"Yang Yuexin, come here and pick out the fish bones for your mother. I'm tired." The uncle shouted.
Yang Yuexin was speechless as he ordered her around every day.
For his mother's sake, he endured it, curled his lips, and ran over.
Wanwan was helpless. Looking at her uncle and Yang Yuexin like enemies, she always felt that it was wrong to ask them for a son.
These two people dislike each other. Now they are fighting over their mother, and then they are fighting over their sister.
Xia Wanwan felt like laughing. The Seventh Princess and Zhang Liang got married three years ago and had a child.
Wanwan is not very happy...
[I can’t go to any gatherings anymore, or I’ll feel like I’m the only single person.]
Xia Mochen sighed and said, "There is someone by your side who has liked you for ten years. Little princess, would you please take a look at him?"
As long as she has a little bit of love for him in her heart, he is willing to pay any price for her.
"Little princess, have you ever thought about... having someone to accompany you, always with you."
After he finished speaking, his ears turned red and he turned sideways.
Wanwan turned around, looking puzzled, "Haven't you always been with me, Brother Chen?"
Ever since Wanwan turned three, he rarely even hugged her.
However, Wanwan got used to him and he didn't ask the palace maids to do many things for him.
Therefore, many things were still done for her by Xia Mochen.
Of course, Wanwan is very independent. When she wants to take a bath, Xia Mochen just needs to fetch her water and clothes. She does the rest by herself.
Unlike other princesses, she doesn't need others to bathe her.
However, even so, according to ancient standards, she would probably not be able to get married...
Brother Chen has shed his childish air and is becoming more and more manly. It's so obvious that he asked this question. If you really want to find a partner, he's really a good choice.
[When will he propose to me romantically? Maybe I’ll be moved and experience some real human love, hahahaha…]
[In this world, it seems that my father doesn’t understand me as well as Brother Chen.]
[Every morning, he knows everything about what I want to eat, what scenery I want to see, and where I want to go.]
[People who are so in tune with each other, I'm afraid, are becoming extinct in the world.]
[And I seem to have an illusion, as if I knew him in a previous life.]
Wanwan stared into the distance, her face flushed red. She was afraid of being seen by Xia Mochen, but her brother Chen had already overheard all her thoughts.
Xia Mochen was so moved that tears streamed down his face. The little princess was his. After so many years, Wanwan could actually feel his heart.
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