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"Okay, why not? Just live at home. When you first came back from Lingnan, you came back to my house with me often. Later~hi~~"

When Prince Jing said this, he looked at Xu Zize and sighed. After a while, he said, "Well, since there are fewer of you, you can live in the side room in the west wing of the front yard. This way it will be more convenient for us to meet." Prince Jing's tone revealed the doting of an elder, and he was very relieved about Xu Zize's return.

Prince Jing's gaze lingered on Xu Zize's face for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and then he said, "Remember to take off your makeup when you eat. We haven't seen each other for a few years, so let Grandpa see what you've grown up into." Prince Jing's gaze softened a lot, as if he was talking to his own grandson.

"But, does Jing girl need to be arranged to live in the backyard?"

Prince Jing's gaze shifted from Jing Chunxi to Xu Zize. His tone was questioning and negotiating, seeking Xu Zize's opinion.

Jing Chunxi was slightly taken aback when he heard Prince Jing's words. He then looked at Xu Zize with a questioning look, leaving the decision to him. He then lowered his head and continued eating his cake.

Xu Zize turned his gaze away from Jing Chunxi's face, looked at Prince Jing and said, "Jing girl is still young, there's no need to go to so much trouble, just arrange a small room next to me so that she won't feel uncomfortable living here."

"Row!"

Prince Jing's gaze fell on Jing Chunxi again. He looked at her seriously, then nodded to Xu Zize. His voice was not loud, but it carried the authority of an elder. He asked the servant to lead them to their accommodation, then turned and left.

At dinner, in addition to the three of them, there was a little girl at the table. The girl looked like a smaller version of Prince Jing.

The little girl's eyes were the same as Prince Jing's, big and bright, as if they could see through everything; her nose was the same as Prince Jing's, tall and straight, revealing a heroic air; even her thick eyebrows were dense and lively.

The little girl had a round face, which was different from Prince Jing's face shape, and her mouth was smaller, which made her look less like Prince Jing. But people who were not familiar with them would think that they were made from the same mold at first glance.

The little girl was wearing a pink dress with delicate embroidery patterns, which made her look very cute. Her hair was neatly combed into two small braids, hanging on her shoulders.

The little girl blinked at Jing Chunxi, looking quirky and curious. She must be very favored by Prince Jing, so he specially asked her to accompany him.

"This is Grandpa Wang's granddaughter, Ling'er. Xiaokang met her when he was a child, but she was still young at the time, so you might not remember her." Prince Jing looked at Jing Chunxi and said with a smile. His voice was gentle and kind, and there was a hint of rare pride.

Jing Chunxi looked at Xu Zize. He grinned at Ling'er and called out politely, "Sister Ling'er, long time no see." He seemed to be still recalling something, but his eyes didn't look familiar. He probably couldn't remember when he had met such a cousin.

Prince Jing added, "After dinner, Ling'er will take your sister Jing for a walk around the mansion."

"I understand, Grandfather! Cousin, Sister Jing." Ling'er's voice was very pleasant, and you could tell she was very happy.

Jing Chunxi also called out softly, "Hello, Sister Ling'er!"

Ling'er smiled at Jing Chunxi again and called her "Sister Jing" again. She was younger than Jing Chunxi, about seven or eight years old, with a round face and big eyes. She was not tall, but very cute. Even when she raised her eyebrows, she was smiling. She was obviously a straightforward person.

Ling'er had a big appetite, and the servants scooped her a large bowlful. She wasn't picky about her food, so she sat next to Prince Jing. She and Jing Chunxi each got a large chicken drumstick, and Prince Jing helped her pick up a few more dishes with his chopsticks. She ate quickly, and soon she was full.

She leaned back in her chair with a satisfied smile on her face, looking very happy. She put down her chopsticks and said, "Sister Jing, cousin, grandfather, Ling'er is full."

This caused everyone to smile at her kindly.

When the tea was served, Prince Jing said, "Xiaokang will stay and talk with Grandpa, you guys go and have fun."

When serving tea, Prince Jing looked at Xu Zize, smiled and said, "Xiaokang, stay and talk with Grandpa, you guys go and have fun." Then he looked at Jing Chunxi and Ling'er, pretending to put on a frown and waiting for their reactions.

Ling'er jumped up excitedly and said quickly: "Sister Jing, let's go. I'll take you to the back garden, and then we can go play in my yard later."

Her voice was clear and melodious, echoing in the air like a silver bell, full of childlike innocence and joy.

Jing Chunxi bowed deeply before going out with Ling'er.

Ling'er was like a happy little deer, skipping and jumping in front. As she walked, she kept introducing the environment of the mansion, wanting to finish the introduction in one breath.

Although it was getting dark outside, Ling'er's enthusiasm hadn't diminished in the slightest. Her eyes flickered with excitement, and even in the dim light, her energetic expression was clearly visible.

Jing Chunxi was infected by Ling'er's enthusiasm, and a warm feeling surged in his heart: I wish I had a sister like this.

She gently pulled a ruby ​​bracelet from her wrist, which shone softly in the dim light of the street.

Grabbing Ling'er's hand, Jing Chunxi put the bracelet on her small wrist and said gently, "Mom gave two of these bracelets to you, sister. Ling'er and I each get one." Her voice was soft and sincere, and there was a hint of tenderness and doting in her eyes, as if the person in front of her was her own little sister.

Jing Chunxi had taken the bracelet out of her space. She would always pick out the things she liked before putting them into her space. She still kept them in her space, in an exquisite wooden box.

The wooden box was now filled with all kinds of precious and beautiful treasures, each of which she had carefully selected. The bracelet she gave to Ling'er this time was just one of them.

She hadn't lied to Ling'er, she really had two identical strings. She just wanted to give this to Ling'er as a token of her appreciation, hoping she would like it.

Perhaps it was because Ling'er's face resembled Prince Jing that Jing Chunxi always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Ling'er's eyebrows and eyes carried the shadow of Prince Jing, and that familiar outline made Jing Chunxi feel a warm sense of closeness.

She felt that Ling'er was like her own little sister, but she also felt that she was different from the little sisters she had met before. Ling'er had a unique temperament, a quirky and innocent temperament that made her feel particularly fond of her.

Ling'er's eyes lit up when she saw the bracelet on her wrist. She fumbled with it, the ruby ​​glittering between her fingers. The bracelet was a vibrant red, polished to a smooth finish, and felt warm in her hand.

Ling'er liked it no matter how she looked at it. She raised her head and said in a clear and smiling voice, "Thank you, Sister Jing."

Her smile is like a spring flower, blooming with endless beauty and warmth.