Winter goes and spring comes, all things revive
Even the usually sleepy little dumpling became lively.
The little dumpling is already five months old!
A month ago, Consort Li also gave birth to a little brother, so I'm not the youngest anymore!
The Emperor named his younger brother Qin Jingke.
After Consort Li gave birth to the fifth prince, Qin Jingke, our beautiful tyrant also promoted Consort Li, skipping two ranks to become Imperial Concubine Li.
After the little dumpling's mother passed away, Qin Jue had the Phoenix Seal handed over to Consort Li—oh, no, she should be called Consort Li now.
Before Consort Li gave birth to Qin Jingke, she often came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to see our little dumpling, who would giggle and laugh heartily at her.
Every time Consort Li comes, the little dumpling wants to be held by her, which makes the tyrant very angry.
Qin Jue was so angry when Sanhezi reported that Consort Li had come again today that he was grinding his teeth.
"Let her in here."
Having received the order, Sanhezi went out again and invited Consort Li in.
Qin Jue saw the little dumpling in his arms and opened his arms to hug Consort Li as she walked in.
He gently pressed the little boy's arms down and said softly, "Consort Li just gave birth to her little brother and can't carry you. Your father can carry you."
The little dumpling blinked at Qin Jue a few times, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Thinking that her father would give her to Consort Li to hold, but seeing that she wasn't handed to Consort Li, she listlessly lowered her little arms.
After a short while, she found the calligraphy brush on Qin Jue's desk interesting and picked it up with her little hands.
The little hands touched the soft bristles of the calligraphy brush, finding it extremely fun, and then grabbed the whole brush in their hands.
Pointing the tip of the brush at Qin Jue's face, move it from the left to the right, and then from the right to the left.
Having a great time, Consort Li approached Qin Jue and bowed according to etiquette.
"What are you doing here again today? Doesn't Qin Jingke want milk anymore?"
"Don't you get tired of running to the Hall of Mental Cultivation every day?"
He even gave Consort Li a disdainful look, wishing she would leave as soon as possible.
Consort Li naturally noticed the disdain in Qin Jue's eyes and spoke up generously.
"Your Majesty, I came because I missed the little princess. The little princess is currently residing in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so naturally I came to see her."
"If the little princess weren't in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I certainly wouldn't have come to incur Your Majesty's displeasure."
Qin Jue glanced thoughtfully at Consort Li, then ruthlessly dismissed her.
"Now that you've seen the person, you can go back to your Cherry Blossom Garden."
"Your Majesty has seen the little princess, but she hasn't had enough of looking at me yet. How can I leave?"
He stretched out both hands, as if to hug the little princess, and the little dumpling seemed to sense it.
She threw down her calligraphy brush, raised her little arms, and wanted a hug.
Seeing that the little bundle in his arms was restless, Qin Jue reluctantly and generously allowed Consort Li to hold him for a while.
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Seeing that half an hour had passed, Qin Jue snatched the little dumpling from Consort Li's arms without saying a word.
The little dumpling pouted in dissatisfaction, its big eyes glaring directly at Qin Jue.
Qin Jue, seeing the little dumpling glaring at him, remained completely calm, picked up the calligraphy brush the little dumpling had been playing with, and placed it in the little dumpling's hand.
Seeing the little dumpling pick up the brush and continue studying it, he turned to look at Consort Li.
"You came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation today not just to see Xi'er, right?"
It sounds like a question, but what comes out is a statement of fact.
When Consort Li heard His Majesty begin to question her, she stopped beating around the bush, knelt down, and respectfully said...
"Your Majesty, I have come today not merely to visit the little princess."
"Ayan has already left, and little Ruoxi is now without a mother to care for her. I wish to raise little Ruoxi myself, and I beseech Your Majesty to grant my request."
As expected, Qin Jue's aura immediately rose when he heard that Consort Li wanted to take the little dumpling from him.
"I will not hand her over to you to raise," the tone was firm and left no room for argument.
"Has Your Majesty forgotten what Ah Yan said before she left?"
Qin Jue's gaze towards Consort Li gradually turned cold.
"His Majesty promised Ah Yan that I would be allowed to raise the little princess."
"And Your Majesty will inevitably need to find a new mother for the little princess, and I believe I am the most suitable."
"I will not allow you to raise Xi'er," the voice said coldly.
"Does Your Majesty intend to break your promise to Ayan? How can Ayan rest in peace in the afterlife?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Jue's voice not only turned as cold as ice, but was also tinged with anger.
"I only promised the Empress that I would consider letting you raise them, but my decision now is no."
"Your Majesty, you are determined to find a mother for the little princess no matter what, so why can't it be me?"
"I will not find her a mother concubine. Qin Ruoxi can only have one mother, and that is Empress Xiao Liyan."
Hearing Qin Jue say that he wouldn't find a new mother for Xiao Xi'er, she felt both sad and happy.
This way, no one else will use their status as Xiaoxi'er's mother to bully her.
But I can't take care of Xiaoxi'er either; she's Ayan's only daughter.
"Why can't it be you? The Empress has recognized you as her sister, bestowed upon you a name and a surname."
"If you hadn't disobeyed her back then, the Empress wouldn't have turned back to be poisoned by someone willingly in order to save you! You escaped by faking your death, and you wouldn't have been left without an antidote after this poisoning."
This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Xiao Liyun was deeply hurt by Qin Jue's words. With tears welling in her eyes, she walked out of the main hall like a wandering soul.
"Yes, if it weren't for me, Ah Yan wouldn't have been poisoned and wouldn't have died."
"What right do I have to raise Ayan's daughter?"
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