Cheng Jingyi didn't lie, her home was indeed upstairs.
Cheng Jingyi, carrying two plates of food, led the way, and the little princess, hunched over, followed closely behind.
The two of them climbed up the stairs slowly, one in front and one behind.
After just walking up one flight of stairs, they arrived at Cheng Jingyi's two-story duplex villa on the top floors 17 and 18.
That’s right, this is also Cheng Jingyi’s home and where she has always lived.
This building was a birthday present given to her by her mother, Zhang, who was still alive, when she was eighteen years old.
When she walked into Cheng Jingyi's home, the little princess turned a blind eye to the luxurious and elegant decoration in front of her.
He turned around and ran towards the kitchen.
As a result, Cheng Jingyi just put the plate in her hand on the dining table.
The little princess ran out with an unhappy look on her face.
"Sister, you're lying. There's no good cakes in the kitchen~!"
Looking at the cute little princess's angry pout, Cheng Jingyi burst out laughing.
"Oh, little lion, you misunderstood me."
Cheng Jingyi explained softly, "How could I possibly lie to you?"
"The delicious cakes are all in the bakery, and Sister hasn't had time to take them out yet."
"Come here! Little lion, sit here and watch some cartoons. I'll get you some cakes."
Cheng Jingyi spoke softly, turned on the 100-inch TV in the living room, and tuned it to the channel that played animation.
After patiently teaching the little princess how to use the remote control, he turned and walked into the bakery.
The little princess sat obediently on the sofa, holding the remote control tightly in both hands, staring at the TV screen with her curious big eyes without blinking.
On TV, the protagonists of the cartoons are happily introducing themselves: "My name is Peppa!" "My name is George!"
Colorful pictures and lively music filled the entire living room.
However, it didn't take long for the little princess to lose interest in cartoons.
She pressed the buttons on the remote control boredly.
The TV screen kept switching under her control, from cartoons to news, and then from news to variety shows.
“Fun~Fun~Really fun~~”
The little princess pressed the remote control excitedly, as if she had discovered a new world, and was full of curiosity about the constantly changing pictures on TV.
Suddenly, a picture caught the little princess's attention.
On the screen, a magnificent ancient palace came into view, and at the same time, an affectionate call was heard.
"Guanyin maid, my Guanyin maid~! How could the vast heaven be so unkind to me???"
"How can I live if my Guanyin maid leaves me so early~~wawawa..."
The little princess was stunned.
Guanyinbi? Isn't that my mother's nickname?
She watched TV curiously.
I want to know who this person with the same name as A Niang is and why she appears on TV.
Just then, Cheng Jingyi walked out of the bakery carrying exquisite pastries.
She saw the little princess watching the ancient Tang Dynasty TV series intently, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Little Lion, it seems you are very interested in this show."
Cheng Jingyi said softly, placing the pastries on the coffee table in front of the little princess.
Then she stood up again, walked gracefully into the kitchen, and brought two pairs of chopsticks and two small bowls.
He also brought over the two plates of delicacies that Li Haoze had carefully prepared on the table.
Then she sat next to "Li Haoze", leaned lightly on his shoulder, and tasted the food with relish.
“Mmm~~ So delicious~~!!”
The satisfied expression and the happy hum seemed to be the most wonderful compliment to the food.
The little princess also came back to her senses when she smelled the aroma of pastries.
When she saw the dazzling array of pastries in front of her, her eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement.
"Wow! So many delicious cakes!"
The little princess exclaimed, eagerly picking up a piece of cake to taste.
Cheng Jingyi looked at the little princess's face full of surprise, and her heart was filled with joy.
She gently stroked the little princess's hair and asked softly, "Little Lion, how does this cake taste? Is it delicious?"
The little princess nodded vigorously, her mouth full, and she murmured incoherently, "Good! Good! Really good!"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to pick up another piece of cake.
Cheng Jingyi felt extremely happy and satisfied when she saw the happy little princess.
Isn’t this the happy life she has always dreamed of?
It would be perfect if that "little noisy guy" never appeared again.
Thinking of this, she picked up another piece of the soft, glutinous, fragrant and sweet braised pork made by Li Haoze and stuffed it into her cherry lips.
Then he leaned close to the little princess's ear and asked, "Little Lion, why don't you watch cartoons instead of this historical drama?"
"Historical drama?" The little princess obviously didn't quite understand the term "historical drama", but it reminded her of her previous doubts.
She blinked her big eyes and asked Cheng Jingyi curiously, "Sister, why does the person on TV have the same nickname as my mother?"
The little princess pointed to the TV where Empress Changsun was being buried as she spoke.
"Mother? Her nickname?" Cheng Jingyi was slightly stunned, then realized, "Little Lion, what's your mother's nickname?"
"My mother's name is Guanyinbi~!" The little princess answered as a matter of course.
"Guanyinbi?" After hearing this name and looking at the TV series that was being played, Cheng Jingyi understood it instantly.
He chuckled and said, "Little Lion, it turns out that your mother's name is exactly the same as the historical Empress Zhangsun. No wonder she is called Little Lion!"
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