Huo Qitian reached the age of understanding things in the blink of an eye, around four years old, the same age Cen's mother was when she first met Long'er.
She is currently winning the favor of everyone in the palace, but Princess Mingzhu has been unhappy these past few days.
"My name is Huo Qitian. I am Princess Qitian of the Great Yan Dynasty, not Princess Mingzhu. Um, does that sound nice?"
The little girl spoke much more fluently than her mother had when she was a child, and she stretched out her little neck to argue with Lan Tingche and Huo Xiaolong.
"What's wrong with it? 'Pearl in the palm of one's hand,' do you even know what that means?"
Huo Xiaolong showed no awareness of being a mother, confronting her daughter with a loud voice, "Just because I'm your mother doesn't mean I should give in to you. Who isn't a first-time mother?"
"A precious pearl in one's palm means one is afraid of dropping it!" the little dumpling said.
"Yes, I'm so good to you, I'm afraid of breaking you if I hold you in my hands, how can that not sound good?"
Lan Tingche didn't dare to utter a sound, and pretended to be busy sewing clothes on the side.
"Then...then you treat me like a precious gem?"
“I…I’m only four years old, and you…you just keep throwing me around. I…I fall from the tree every day, and you’re never worried about me falling. You don’t care about me at all, and you make me get up on my own.”
As expected of Long'er's child, her shrewish little mouth is exactly the same as when she was beaten as a child.
Looking at Huo Qitian reminded Lan Tingche of Long'er when he was a child, and he looked at the woman beside him with a hint of admiration.
Huo Qitian didn't even need to look; one glance was enough to tell that his father was love-struck and definitely wouldn't be on his side today.
"That's for practicing martial arts. Who doesn't practice martial arts like that? When I was a kid, I used real swords to practice."
"Then why do I have to be called Mingzhu when I'm not even a Mingzhu? Can't you just give me a title like Qitian? It sounds so cool! It sounds so good when I announce my name."
"Then what name do you think sounds good?" Huo Xiaolong stood with his hands on his hips, confronting the miniature version of himself in front of him.
The grandparents outside the room were extremely worried. Didn't they know what kind of person their child was?
We have to go along with it; it's good that Mingzhu didn't get a beating today.
"Everyone calls you the Great Yan Dragon Girl! Dragon Girl! It sounds so nice, it's so scary. I want to be called that too..."
Thinking of this, Huo Qiqi, who had always spoken harshly, softened his tone considerably, but he still called her "mother."
"This is mine, I won't give it to you!"
"I don't want it!"
The two of them took turns saying something, neither willing to give in.
Hou Xiangxiang and Dani didn't care about this matter. They originally thought that having a daughter, Long'er, would make them much more mature, and that having the child was no different from not having one at all.
When Huo Qitian was just old enough to understand things, he would always snatch things from Huo Xiaolong. When Xiaolong was unhappy about this, he would snatch them back and proudly say in front of the child:
"mine!"
The child's older sister advised me back then.
"Long'er, isn't that our child? If she likes it, just give it to her."
Who knew that Huo Xiaolong would pout his little mouth.
"No! I'm a child too. She's the only one. I'm a treasure to my mom too."
This happened many times afterward, and the girl stopped trying to persuade him, because Huo Qitian was also stubborn.
You suggested buying her another one exactly like Huo Xiaolong's, but no, she only wants the one Huo Xiaolong has.
You're talking nonsense. Your mother has never known the word "modest" in her life. The only time she ever showed modesty was with those few grilled sausages on the dinner table.
"Then... I'll think of one myself, something cool, but you have to promise to change my account ban."
Huo Xiaolong sat back down, looked at the child he had conceived, and nodded:
"Okay, go back and find it. If you like it, I'll change it for you."
Upon hearing this, Huo Qitian happily ran out.
She went to find Liu Buhui and Siman, as well as her cousin, Huo Kaixuan.
"Sister, I don't want to be called Princess Mingzhu anymore. Can you help me think of another name?"
"What's wrong? You don't like having the same name as Princess Da'an?"
Princess Mingzhu of Da'an
She's quite a formidable woman, to be honest.
Perhaps because she was bullied by those quail princesses in the Great Yan, she changed her personality drastically after returning home. Now, she holds real power in the Great An.
Huo Xiaolong is currently researching how to take over Da'an. In recent years, Long'er has brought back quite a few cities on the border of Da'an.
Although there was no war, she didn't get a good reputation either, with rumors circulating that the Dragon Princess of Great Yan was too arrogant.
The main reason is that she named her daughter the same as Princess Da'an. Doesn't this mean that Princess Da'an has to call you "mother"?
Snatching bamboo shoots?
What kind do you want?
Siman is the best student here. She squatted down, looked at her younger sister, and asked.
"It should be as powerful as my name, like Qi Tian, or Princess Qi Tian sounds nice."
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"Tian'er, you really are my aunt's biological child."
"Absolutely!"
Huo Kaixuan sighed. This little sister thought he was praising her.
Recently, kids have been loving a storybook about a protagonist who, after thirty years of good fortune, gets revenge and rises to prominence.
The main character is named Ao Tian. Huo Qitian also likes to watch it—no, she likes to listen to it, even though she doesn't know all the characters.
Huo Panlijian wanted to teach her and had even prepared a ruler and cane, but upon seeing the miniature version of Huo Xiaolong, he ran off first and asked Shen Qinghe to teach her instead.
That little face was exactly the same as Huo Xiaolong's when he wore a floral cotton-padded jacket, wiped away tears, and said he would treat them, a group of people from a dilapidated temple, to a meal.
Li Jian felt sorry for her; how could she possibly teach her?
"Then let's call her Princess Aotian, it sounds so nice."
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"Tian'er, why don't we ask the master?"
"Yes, I'll ask the gentleman tomorrow."
The next day, after hearing the news, Shen Qinghe looked at the high platform of the Astrology Hall and uttered a sentence after a long time.
"Princess, shall we let Grandpa do a fortune telling?"
So many years of observing proper etiquette made it impossible for him to say anything that would disobey his master.
It sounds awful, really.
Princess, even if you are a prince, you cannot call yourself Prince Aotian.
Does it sound good?
Huo Qitian nodded with hopeful eyes. If his great-grandfather with the white beard agreed, then his mother would definitely agree.
As a result, Lou Qingming ran away, saying he was going to a Taoist temple to cultivate in seclusion and would return in the second half of the month.
"Wow! I don't want to be called Mingzhu, I want to be called Aotian! Wow! Dad!"
Now that her child can call her "Dad," she feels like her biological father has already been around for a day, and her romantic fantasies have subsided.
When the child cried and uttered the name "Aotian" to him, Lan Tingche immediately put down the account book and spoke to the child seriously, a rare occurrence for him.
Normally, Lord Lan would just fool and spoil the child, and he would never reason with the child properly.
He felt that the child was too young and could be easily soothed.
But now the child insists on being named Aotian, so let's have a proper discussion about it.
You can take after your mother in everything, but not this.
You can do whatever you want, but your aesthetic sense is terrible.
You can do whatever you want with your godmother, but you absolutely cannot be perverted.
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