Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Chapter 583 The Little Princess Who Depends on the Imperial Concubine in the World of Palace Fightin

The afternoons in Yongshou Palace are always so quiet that you can hear the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Xia Yingying was taking a nap on the couch, with Nanny Song sitting beside her, gently fanning her. Miaomiao was lying by the window, her little head poking out, looking left and right.

Good opportunity, mother is asleep.

The little guy tiptoed down from the couch, stepped on the cold floor tiles with his bare feet, and slipped out like a little mouse stealing oil.

Just as I touched the door, I suddenly heard a light cough behind me.

"Where are you going, young master?" asked Nanny Song with narrowed eyes.

Miaomiao's body stiffened, and she slowly turned around, revealing a sweet smile: "Miaomiao, Miaomiao wants to go to the yard to see the flowers..."

How could Nanny Song not know the young master's little thoughts?

This little ancestor runs to Xiao Qingzi every few days. The imperial concubine has clearly forbade it, but she can't resist Miaomiao's coquettishness and cuteness, so she always turns a blind eye to it.

"Put on your shoes and socks." The nanny handed over the embroidered shoes helplessly. "If you catch a cold, the queen will be worried again."

Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and she quickly put on her shoes and ran out.

Servant's Room

Xiao Qingzi was sitting at the desk, tapping his fingertips lightly on a secret letter he had just received.

The sunlight shone on his handsome profile, and his eyes lost their usual submissiveness, revealing a bit of sharpness.

"The Rong family encountered bandits during their exile..." He read the contents of the letter softly, his lips curled slightly, "It saves me from having to do anything."

Suddenly, there was a muffled "bang" sound outside the door, followed by a small cry of "Ouch".

Xiao Qingzi's expression suddenly changed. He instantly tucked the secret letter into his palm. When he stood up, he had put on his docile look. "Who?"

The door was pushed open a crack, and a furry little head poked in, its chubby face tilted up: "Xiao Qingzi! It's Miaomiao!"

"Young Master?!" Xiao Qingzi hurried forward, kneeling on one knee to support the little Tuanzi who had fallen on the doorstep. "Why are you here? Are you hurt?"

Miaomiao patted her skirt and stood up, her eyes sparkling: "It doesn't hurt! Miaomiao is here to play with you!"

Xiao Qingzi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak, but he saw Xiaotuanzi's eyes suddenly fixed on his hand - a corner of the crumpled secret letter was exposed, shining in the candlelight.

"What is this?" Miaomiao stood on tiptoe and reached for his clenched fist curiously.

Xiao Qingzi subconsciously wanted to hide, but when he met those pure eyes, he inexplicably let go of his hand.

Miaomiao took the crumpled note, unfolded it with a serious look on her face, and cleared her throat in a serious manner: "Hmm——!"

Xiao Qingzi held his breath.

In the sunshine, the little girl held the note, her brows furrowed tightly, her eyes like black grapes darting from left to right, then from right to left, and finally nodded solemnly: "So that's how it is!"

Xiao Qingzi hesitated: "...Young Master, do you understand?"

"Of course!" Miaomiao puffed out her chest proudly and handed the note back to him. "Miaomiao is so smart!"

Xiao Qingzi took the note and suddenly found out——

The note was upside down.

"Puff..." He lowered his head suddenly and his shoulders shook suspiciously.

Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at him in confusion: "Xiao Qingzi, are you sick? Why are you shaking all the time?"

Xiao Qingzi took a deep breath and tried to suppress his smile: "No, no... Young Master is really amazing. He even knows such difficult characters."

"Of course!" Miaomiao shook her head proudly, completely unaware that she had exposed the fact that she was a "little illiterate".

She leaned closer to Xiao Qingzi and lowered her voice mysteriously: "Is this a secret? Miaomiao won't tell anyone!"

Xiao Qingzi felt completely helpless when he saw the little fool in front of him who didn't even know that he was holding the note upside down.

He nodded gently: "Yes, it is a secret between Xiao Qingzi and the master."

Miaomiao happily raised her little finger: "Pink pinky!"

Xiao Qingzi solemnly hooked the soft little finger and suddenly took something out from his sleeve: "Oh, this is for you."

It was a straw dragonfly, its wings thin enough to let light through, and it glowed a faint golden color under the candlelight.

"Wow!" Miaomiao took it in surprise, "Can it fly?"

Xiao Qingzi smiled and shook his head, but saw that Xiaotuanzi was already running around the room with the dragonfly in his hand, making a "whoosh" sound with his mouth.

Outside the window, Xia Yingying had been standing there since some point, quietly watching the noisy little figure in the room. Hongxiu whispered nervously, "My Lady, do you want to come in?"

Xia Yingying shook her head and turned away with a slight smile on her lips: "Forget it, let her be happy."

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Early in the morning, Miaomiao was lying on the couch, holding a piece of osmanthus cake in her little hands, chewing it and shaking her little feet.

Xia Yingying sat aside, holding a picture book in her hand, pointing at the words on it and reading them to the little one.

"This is 'flower', this is 'bird'..."

Miaomiao blinked her big eyes and nodded seriously: "Yes! Flowers! Birds!"

Xia Yingying touched her head with satisfaction, and suddenly, on a whim, she pointed at the word "flower" and asked, "Miaomiao, how do you pronounce this word?"

Miaomiao stared at the word for a long time, her face slowly wrinkled, and she said tentatively, "Flower?"

That's true, but it's obviously just a guess.

But Xia Yingying didn't give up and pointed at a few more, but all she got was a confused look from the little guy.

"..."

She slowly closed the album and took a deep breath.

The imperial concubine then realized that her son was an illiterate little boy who could not read or write!

Never mind, the little girl has been living in Qinghe Palace since she was born. It is normal that no one teaches her. For an ordinary family, it is not too late for her to start learning now.

The Imperial Concubine could only comfort herself in this way.

Three days later, in the Shangshufang.

"Mom, Miaomiao doesn't want to go..."

Miaomiao clung to the door frame of Yongshou Palace, looking at Xia Yingying with tears in her eyes, her little face full of resistance.

Xia Yingying put her hands on her hips, unmoved: "No way! You're already three and a half years old, and you can't even write your own name. What if people laugh at you when you go out?"

It doesn’t matter for children from ordinary families outside the palace, but Miaomiao is now in the royal family.

There is no such thing as a truly carefree life for a royal child.

"But, but..." Miaomiao stamped her feet anxiously, "Miaomiao can learn from Sister Hongxiu!"

"What can Hongxiu teach you? Embroidery?" Xia Yingying bent down and pinched her little face. "Don't worry, mother has found a study partner for you. It's your eldest cousin Xia Rulan. She will take care of you."

Miaomiao wanted to struggle, but Xia Yingying picked her up and stuffed her directly into the sedan chair that had been prepared.

"set off!"

Outside the study.

A group of princes and princesses were playing in the courtyard. When they saw the sedan chair stop, they looked around curiously.

"I heard that the little princess adopted by the Imperial Concubine is coming to school?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, she is the concubine's beloved..."

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and Miaomiao was carried down by Hongxiu. Her little face was listless and her eyes were red.

She was wearing a brand new light pink skirt and a small jade hairpin specially prepared by Xia Yingying in her bun. She looked well-behaved and delicate.

"Miao Miao!"

A little girl in a light yellow dress ran over quickly and took Miaomiao's hand affectionately: "I'm cousin Rulan, your future study partner."

Miaomiao looked up and saw the young lady in front of her with a bright smile. Her depressed mood improved a little and she obediently called her cousin.

Xia Rulan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to introduce everyone: "This is my cousin, Princess Anle. Please take care of her from now on."

Anle was the title Xia Yingying asked the emperor for. As her daughter, she naturally wanted the best.

The princes and princesses exchanged glances and politely saluted. The Fifth Prince stood at the back, watching coldly, a flicker of resentment in his eyes.

At this time, the tutor came out with a ruler, and everyone immediately quieted down.

"Two new students arrived today. One is Princess Anle, and the other is..."

Before the Grand Tutor finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion at the courtyard gate. Everyone turned around and saw a young boy in an indigo brocade robe striding towards them, followed by two guards.

The boy was about five or six years old, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a cool temperament, and a conspicuous dragon jade pendant hanging around his waist.

"It's the Prince of Zhenbei!" someone exclaimed.

The Grand Tutor hurried forward and saluted: "Why is His Royal Highness here?"

The prince said calmly, "In compliance with the Emperor's order, from today on, I will study in the Shangshufang."

His eyes swept across everyone and finally fell on Miaomiao who was hiding behind Xia Rulan, and paused slightly.

Xia Yingying watched this scene from a distance, her eyes lighting up.

Isn’t this a ready-made second reading companion?

Don’t say that the prince is inconvenient to be someone’s study companion. What’s wrong with that? Her daughter just wants the best.