The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Qingyin looked at the happy Song Zhenbao and his confident brother. When she heard Manager Li say that there were no large beasts in the nearby mountains, she turned around and warned, "Don't go too far. Even if you can't hunt anything, it's okay. Remember not to get hurt. Even if you don't take the imperial examination, you still need to take the martial arts examination."

Hearing his mother's words, Song Zhenbao also became serious, "Yes, if my uncle gets hurt because of the little rabbit, Nian Nian will not like the little rabbit anymore."

Hearing his sister and niece's concern for him, Song Fengqing felt warm all over and became even more determined to catch a little rabbit for his sister and Nian Nian.

"Nian Nian, don't worry, sister. There's no way you could be in danger while catching a rabbit. Just wait for my good news."

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Song Fengqing ran away excitedly, and Qingyin didn't care about him. It happened that Song Zhenbao found a small stream in the distance and wanted to go there to play, so Qingyin let him go there too.

Seeing that Qingyin and her daughter were having a great time, Song Yuebai asked a few maids to stay with them while he went to get a book and brought some tea and snacks to prevent his sister and Nian Nian from going hungry.

After Song Yuebai left, Qingyin also waved her hand and let Manager Li leave, leaving only the two little maids he brought with him.

Letting Manager Li leave was also so that Qingyin could breathe a sigh of relief, take off her veil, and feel more free.

The moment the veil was taken off, Qingyin heard the surprised gasps from the two little maids and her daughter nearby, and they all found it a little funny.

She wiped the sweat off her daughter's face with a smile on her face. "Why are they surprised? Why are you surprised? Doesn't Nian Nian know what mother looks like?"

Song Zhenbao shook his head and said, "Every time I see my mother, I am amazed by her beauty!"

Qingyin curled her lips and smiled, "It will please your mother."

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At the same time, the crown prince led a group of princes and their companions on horseback and came to the fourth prince's farm outside the capital.

It was a rare opportunity for the Crown Prince to come out. He looked at the Fourth Prince's beautiful farm and couldn't help but praise him: "Fourth brother, your farm has beautiful scenery. Did you design this style yourself?"

Although it was a question, the prince's tone was affirmative.

The Fourth Prince nodded with a smile, "Your Highness is very kind. This farm is just a small token of my appreciation."

The fifth prince looked at his fourth brother's farm with envy, wishing he could secretly turn this beautiful farm into his own.

But it was just a thought. Regardless of whether his fourth brother would beat him or not, his mother would be the first to beat him for being an unfilial son.

After thinking about it, his round eyes rolled around. Fourth brother's farm was built so well, wouldn't this palace be built even better? The fifth prince had an idea. He came up to his fourth brother and said with a flattering smile:

"This Zhuangzi has rockery and flowing water, pavilions and towers arranged in an orderly manner. It is graceful and elegant yet has a rustic charm. It is simply like a work of gods. Fourth brother, you are too modest."

The corners of the Fourth Prince's mouth curled up slightly: "That's an exaggeration."

Although it's a bit exaggerated, who doesn't like to be praised for their masterpiece that they put a lot of effort into?

The Fourth Prince glanced at his fifth brother, who was staring at him bitterly, and said, "Tell me, what do you want? You're praising me so much, you must want me to do something for you."

"hey-hey."

"Fourth brother is smart."

The fifth prince chuckled and said, "Fourth brother, your manor is so beautiful. When I leave the palace and build my own mansion, I hope you can help me."

The Fourth Prince's eyes twitched, and he rolled his eyes at his chubby, seemingly non-aggressive and friendly younger brother: "If you leave the palace, how can I not help you?"

The fifth prince chuckled, "Then Fourth Brother, Seventh Brother's palace residence will also be handed over to you. After all, building one or two is the same, isn't it the same?"

Now, the Fourth Prince is even more lazy to pay attention to his younger brother. One is not enough, so he adds another one. Is he treating himself like a workhorse?

However, the Fourth Prince ultimately lost face for his foolish brother and tacitly agreed to the Fifth Prince's request.

The Crown Prince watched the conversation between the Fourth and Fifth Princes, his eyes narrowed with interest as he teased his Fifth Brother, "Fifth Brother, you're asking someone to do you a favor, and you have to praise them first. Only when they're flattered will it be hard to refuse."

The fifth prince smiled a little embarrassedly.

The Seventh Prince looked at his Fifth Brother's embarrassed expression and came to his rescue, "Aren't we here today to see the two iron-eating beasts that Fourth Brother raised? Why don't we go take a look first?"

"Yes, yes, let's go take a look first. I heard it's both black and white, and not ugly. Fourth brother, take us to have a look."

The Fourth Prince glanced displeasedly at his Fifth Brother who was laughing foolishly again. He was so clueless that he didn't notice the superficial turmoil at all and was just foolishly happy again. Even the Seventh Prince was more clever than him.

Thinking of this, the Fourth Prince glanced at the Seventh Prince who was as white as a lotus.

The seventh prince, with dark eyes, gave the fourth prince a faint smile in response to his gaze.

Forget it, fools have their own luck. The Seventh Prince is very cunning, but he is really doing it for Xiaowu’s own good.

An idea flashed through the Fourth Prince's mind, and he consciously led a few people towards the bamboo forest where the iron-eating beasts were raised at home.

And on the other side of the farm.

Song Zhenbao, who was over three years old and had a little bun on her head, walked along the stream with her short legs.

Across the stream is a small bamboo forest with a few beautiful wild flowers blooming in it.

Song Zhenbao was searching for beautiful little wild flowers as carefully as if he were looking for treasure, preparing to give his beautiful mother a wreath he had woven himself.

Aunt Qinghe had taught Song Zhenbao how to weave a garland, and she had already learned it. At this moment, she had picked quite a few small wild flowers and had woven most of the garland, but she still had a little more to go and felt like finding a few more.

Just then, she saw a small patch of beautiful purple flowers in the bamboo forest not far away. Her eyes lit up and she wanted to run over excitedly.

However, Song Zhenbao turned his head to look at his beautiful mother who was sitting quietly on a flat stone by the stream, soaking her feet leisurely.

Well, mother said that she couldn’t walk farther than her sight.

The small patch of flowers is just a few steps away on the other side of the stream, and my mother can still see her, so it should be okay.

Little Song Zhenbao propped up his chubby face and thought seriously.

Having made up her mind, Song Zhenbao rolled up her trouser legs and prepared to cross the stream.

Song Zhenbao's movement wasn't big, but it wasn't small either.

At least Qingyin, who was flipping through the storybook and enjoying the wild fun, was distracted from the plot of the book and looked up at Song Zhenbao who was about to walk across the stream.

He gently reminded her, "Be careful when you go over there, Nian Nian. Remember not to run too far."

"Yes, mother, Nian Nian knows."

Song Zhenbao answered obediently.

Seeing that Song Zhenbao was just walking towards the bamboo forest in front of him, Qingyin felt relieved and started reading the storybook again.

Song Zhenbao covered his mouth, afraid that his voice would disturb his beautiful mother from reading, and walked carefully into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest was not very dense, growing against the wall. There were only seven or eight sparse bamboos growing together. There were no small animals or dangerous things visible to the naked eye, so Qingyin felt at ease to let Nian Nian go there to play.

But Qingyin didn't expect that there was a little "uninvited guest" who was naughty and dug a hole by himself and sneaked over over time.

Just as the little girl walked to the front of the bamboo forest and was about to pick flowers, she saw the wall in front of her leaning against the flowers move, revealing a pair of big black eyes.

Little Dumpling: “?”

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Big Dumpling (Song Zhenbao): "⊙△⊙?"