An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Feeling embarrassed to stay with their family, Ah Qi thanked them and walked back towards the Moon Gate.

"Masters, don't get too close when you're talking." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried unquestionable weight. With a stretch of his arm, he unnoticedly pushed back Xiaoyu, who subconsciously wanted to follow Jing Chunxi's footsteps. His movements were quick and decisive, and it was obvious that he was used to doing it.

"I understand, Uncle Qi. Nanny Zhou has taught us everything carefully." Xiaoyu knew the rules, but some behaviors were habits that were unconsciously developed over time. Her face turned slightly red and she replied in a low voice.

It was because the princess treated her kindly and never restricted her too much, and Sister Yan often came to pull her sleeves to play with her. Over time, the boundary between master and servant became a little blurred in her subconscious.

"Mother, let me hold Zhaozhao." Feeling that there was a tacit understanding between mother and father that needed no words, as if they had something to say in private, Jing Chunxi took the initiative to speak, his voice clear and soft. At the same time, he naturally stretched out his hand, took the soft swaddling clothes, and held it firmly in his arms.

"Zhao Zhao, be good. Sister will take you to the front to see the big red carp. They look the most beautiful when they wag their tails." Regardless of whether her sister understood or not, Jing Chunxi stood her up and let her back touch her chest so that she could see the scenery in front.

She spoke to her softly all the way, with a smile in her voice.

Walking and looking around, she was about to finish the winding Nine-Curve Bridge when she subconsciously looked back. She saw that the figures of her mother and stepfather had been hidden by the pavilion railings and gauze curtains. They were no longer visible. They must have sat down in the pavilion, enjoying the rare quiet time in the afternoon without being disturbed by anyone.

Xiaoyu and Lurou, the second-class maidservant beside her mother, had cleverly bypassed the rockery and were waiting for her quietly on the other side of the bridge.

"Princess, you must be tired after holding me for so long! Let me hold you now." Seeing them coming, Lu Rou immediately took a few quick steps and rushed over to meet Xiao Yu. While speaking, she stretched out her hands with a respectful and considerate attitude.

"Don't be fooled by the small size of this little guy. He will feel heavy in your hands if you hold him for a long time." Jing Chunxi did feel his arms were a little sore. He smiled and said, then carefully handed the swaddling clothes over.

"Wa~Woo! Wa~Woo!" Unexpectedly, as soon as the swaddling clothes left his hands, Zhao Zhao inside twisted his body, turned his little head towards Jing Chunxi, and started crying loudly as if he was very reluctant. The crying was loud but not harsh, and it even had a wonderful sense of rhythm, which was quite pleasant to hear.

"Oh, you still don't want to leave your sister and you have to torture me, right?" Jing Chunxi couldn't bear to see her cry, so he immediately hugged her back with a soft heart. Strangely enough, the originally earth-shaking crying stopped immediately. When he took a closer look, the little girl's pink face was clean without even a trace of tears.

"You little liar, you're so young and you've already learned to fake cry to scare people?" Jing Chunxi couldn't help laughing and gently patted her little butt wrapped in the swaddle, his tone full of pampering.

"Forget it, sister is also tired. Let's go to the stone bench under the rockery over there and sit down to rest our feet." In fact, she was not very tired, but she was just greedy for the warm autumn light and didn't want to go back to the yard.

At this time of year, the warm sunlight shines on the body, as if covered with an invisible layer of golden gauze, which is particularly comfortable. The stone table and stone bench area under the rockery is completely bathed in the clear sunlight.

"Okay, Xiaoyu will accompany the princess. I will ask the maid to bring some hot tea and snacks." Lu Rou followed the arrangement readily, turned around and retreated neatly. Before leaving, she did not forget to give Xiaoyu a look that said "I will serve you carefully."

"Don't worry, Sister Lurou, I know." Xiaoyu answered clearly and loudly. Then, as if she had received a good job, she trotted to the stone table first and brushed the stone bench with her sleeve. "Zhao Zhao, come quickly. Sister Xiaoyu will clean up your seat first."

After sitting down on the smooth stone bench, Jing Chunxi carefully freed Zhaozhao from the swaddling clothes so that she could move her hands and feet more comfortably, and then gently placed her on the cushioned stone table.

As soon as the little guy was free, he refused to stay still. His arms and legs, which looked like lotus roots, kicked happily. His eyes, which were as bright as black grapes, looked around curiously. He babbled some discordant syllables, and his pink little mouth spit out crystal bubbles, enjoying himself.

Usually the lady and the adults watched closely, and Xiaoyu had never observed a baby so closely. She felt that everything in front of her was extremely novel and interesting. She couldn't help but lie down on the table, gently touched Zhaozhao's waving little hands with her fingers, lowered her voice, and talked to her in babbling tone, which made Zhaozhao dance even more happily.

When Lu Rou came around the rockery path with a servant girl carrying a red lacquered tea tray, Zhao Zhao was having fun, his little face flushed.

Jing Chunxi hurriedly smiled and hugged her back into his arms, "Put the tea aside for now, and come back to drink it later."

"There are so many beautiful flowers blooming here. Sister, can you pick the most fragrant one for Zhaozhao?" Jing Chunxi adjusted the way she held her so that her little face could rest on her shoulder for a better view. She walked towards the flowers next to her and discussed with her softly.

"Wow! Wow!" Zhao Zhao suddenly uttered two short, clear syllables, nodding his head vigorously. "Oh my! Zhao Zhao actually answered the princess?" Xiao Yu opened her eyes wide in surprise and followed closely, her tone full of disbelief.

Not only Xiaoyu, but even Jing Chunxi felt a flicker of surprise. Normally, after being carried out like this for a walk and rocking, and after staying outside for so many hours, the little guy would have already been drooping and snuggling comfortably in someone's arms for a nap.

But for some reason today, he was unusually energetic, his big eyes were surprisingly bright, as if he had endless energy.

On the winding cobblestone path of the rockery, Jing Chunxi was holding the delicate and graceful Zhao Zhao, and they were playing in circles with Xiao Yu, laughing and joking all the way.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the rockery, creating a mottled effect.

When they turned to a certain place where there was a raised area blocking their way and preventing them from touching the inner wall of the rockery, Zhao Zhao in their arms suddenly became excited again.

A crisp "oh oh" sound came from her little mouth, and her big black eyes were wide open, staring at a certain place on the stone wall inside without blinking, and her little face was filled with indescribable excitement.

Jing Chunxi followed her focused gaze and felt happy at first, thinking that the little girl saw a fluttering butterfly or a newly blooming flower.

Unexpectedly, when he looked closely, he found that what Zhao Zhao was firmly focused on was just an ordinary bunch of emerald green ferns growing in the cracks above the stone wall, with tiny water droplets hanging on the leaves.

As soon as the feeling of disappointment surfaced, Jing Chunxi wanted to continue walking forward with Zhao Zhao in his arms.

Unexpectedly, just as she moved her feet, Zhao Zhao's chubby little hand grabbed a strand of her hanging hair and pulled it hard, while she called out "Oh oh" more eagerly, and her expression was even more excited than before, as if she had discovered something incredible.

"Ouch!" The little guy, though small, had a strong grip, causing Jing Chunxi's scalp to ache slightly. Unable to laugh or cry, she gently patted Zhao Zhao's delicately swaddled bottom and scolded him with a coquettish laugh, "You may be small, but you're incredibly strong. You're such a little bull! When you grow up, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

However, what made Jing Chunxi slightly stunned was that she wondered if it was her illusion. After she finished speaking, Zhao Zhao actually raised her little face and chuckled at her clearly. The laughter was like a clear spring hitting jade, and it was particularly pleasant to the ear.

What frightened her even more was that Zhao Zhao's surprisingly bright eyes once again pointed meaningfully, with an indescribable wisdom, guiding her to turn to the inconspicuous clump of ferns, and his little mouth continued to make urging "oh oh" sounds.

Jing Chunxi was full of doubts and looked at Zhaozhao intently, only to see her playing with her fingers, just like a hundred-day-old baby.

He was just about to get closer to take a closer look, or even reach out and fiddle with the fern to see what was inside, but Zhao Zhao was twisting and turning in his arms, which was heavy, so he couldn't free his hands. To reach that spot, he had to fly up.