A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

In modern times, inside a school...

Before Grandpa Fu could even ask, Niannian pouted and said with a wronged expression:

"Grandpa, Cousin Tongtong is right, I did bite her and hit someone! But it was all on purpose! Because they bullied me first, so I chose to fight back..."

After saying that, she muttered to herself, "Hmph, I'm never going to be a miserable person again!"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu frowned, turned around, and coldly looked at Fu Tong, asking:

Is what Niannian said true?

Fu Tong felt a little guilty under his gaze and stammered, "Grandpa...it's...really..." After saying that, she lowered her head again.

Originally, he thought he could vent his anger on Su Xiao's behalf, but he didn't expect Jian Niannian to actually dare to resist. This brat no longer seems to be the same pushover she used to be...

Grandpa Fu gave a heavy snort, then scooped Niannian up in his arms, tenderly stroking her hair, and softly asked:

Do they often bully you like this?

Niannian nodded obediently and replied, "Mmm..."

"Then why didn't you tell Grandpa?" Grandpa Fu asked, puzzled.

Niannian gently shook her head, her eyes full of understanding. In her childish voice, she said, "Grandpa is old, I don't want you to worry..."

After saying that, Niannian buried her head deeply in the crook of Grandpa Fu's neck.

Hey……

Grandpa Fu was heartbroken! He had just thought that Niannian had changed and become more and more disobedient, but now he only felt that she was too sensible!

"Let's go! To the hospital!"

He shouted loudly, then without hesitation, picked up Niannian and strode away quickly. At that moment, the most important thing was to take Niannian to the hospital as soon as possible to check if her eye injury was serious.

At the same time, Wen Wan looked at Su Xiao's mother, Xia Yi, who had arrived late. After exchanging a glance, the two immediately left the school with Fu Tong and Su Xiao.

Not long after returning from the hospital check-up, they went to a coffee shop and sat down.

At this moment, Wen Wan and her group relaxed slightly. She gently stirred her coffee, while Fu Tong swallowed a bite of her small cake and said with a puzzled look:

"Mom, I feel so strange. Why does Jian Niannian seem completely different from before?"

Jian Niannian used to be always silent, never uttering a sound even when bullied, like a mute. But today, she actually dared to fight back! This left Fu Tong utterly bewildered.

Wen Wan narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm...it is indeed somewhat unexpected. I didn't expect her to have the guts to hit someone..."

She had an extremely thorough understanding of this little rascal's temperament.

Wen Yanyan knew that this child was usually timid and afraid of trouble, and dared not easily resist. So what exactly caused such a sudden and drastic change in her?

Someone must have whispered something in her ear...

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At this moment, Niannian sat in front of the bronze mirror, her hands supporting her chin, looking at herself in another small mirror. Her little red nose and the large dark spot on her right eye...

fine……

Dad's not here, otherwise he'd worry again...

???

Suddenly, her eyes caught a glimpse of Pei Yunjing lying on a mahogany bed in the bronze mirror. The four corners were carved with auspicious patterns, exuding an ancient and unique aura.

Huh?

Does AI need to sleep?

At this moment, Pei Yunjing slowly regained consciousness. Upon opening his eyes, he found himself back in his residence. He slowly got up and glanced at Nian Nian's reflection in the bronze mirror beside him...

Red nose...

Dark circles under the right eye...

"You got into a fight?" Pei Yunjing asked, voicing his suspicion.

Niannian blinked and softly hummed in agreement: "Yes, AI, you're so smart!"

Hearing this nonsensical address, Pei Yunjing frowned. "Hiss... My name is Pei Yunjing! Not some 'Little Brother Ai'!"

After saying that, he picked up the coat beside him, put it on, got out of bed, found a small white porcelain box on the cabinet, placed it on the bronze mirror table, and put it inside.

The small white porcelain box appeared over there.

"Wow! Brother Yun Jing, you're so amazing! You can even give me things!" Niannian laughed happily, her big eyes sparkling with excitement.

She carefully held the white porcelain box in her hands and gently lifted the lid.

When the lid was lifted, Niannian was surprised to find a pale yellow paste inside, emitting a faint fragrance.

Curious, she sniffed it, and the fresh scent made her feel very happy. This bronze mirror is really amazing, like Doraemon's pocket.

Pei Yunjing looked at Niannian's joyful expression and smiled slightly.

He raised an eyebrow and said softly, "This is Qianshan Huoxue Ointment! Remember to apply it to the affected area so that the scars on your face can heal quickly."

This ointment was originally a gift from his maternal grandfather, but now it has come in handy, which can be considered as repaying the favor from the fairy in the mirror.

Upon hearing Pei Yunjing's words, Niannian unhesitatingly stretched out her pink little finger, scooped out a small piece of ointment, and then carefully applied it to her cheek in front of the small mirror next to her.

The moment the ointment touched her skin, a warm sensation spread throughout her body. Nian Nian couldn't help but let out a soft sigh:

Wow, that feels so good!

She enjoyed the warm sensation and felt the therapeutic effects of the ointment.

Just then, as Niannian was about to express her gratitude to Pei Yunjing, a hurried voice suddenly came from the bronze mirror.

"Oh dear, Jing'er, you've only just recovered. How can you sit here? Go and rest on the bed!"

Pei Yunjing smiled slightly and replied, "Mother, rest assured, I am fine." As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the bronze mirror.

Consort De glanced at him curiously. She didn't understand why Jing'er wanted this bronze mirror brought out from the Cold Palace. Could it be that boys were starting to care about their appearance too?

She slowly squeezed in front of the bronze mirror and found nothing unusual, except that she looked very haggard, with more and more age spots on her cheeks and even some pimples on her forehead.

Consort De raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek, sighing, "Alas... Mother is getting old, no wonder His Majesty is becoming more and more distant and no longer enjoys his favor."

If it weren't for her powerful maternal clan, she wouldn't have been able to marry the emperor as she wished.

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunjing looked at the bronze mirror again, and a guess formed in his mind: could it be that only he could see the fairy in the mirror?

He wasn't too surprised and gently comforted her, "Mother, it's because I've been working too hard. You need to rest well and take good care of your health!"

Before Pei Yunjing could say anything more, the shrill voice of the chief eunuch came from outside the door: "Your Highness, the Emperor summons you!"

Consort De straightened up and said gently, "Jing'er, rest well. Your mother will be right back!" She guessed that her father, Bai Zhong, had already returned to the capital, and the Emperor had summoned her for this matter.

"Yes, Mother."

Consort De also slowly left...

Right now, Nian Nian is resting her chin on her hands and pouting. She has pimples and blemishes. I vaguely remember an advertisement that said skincare products could get rid of pimples and blemishes!

She blinked immediately, "Brother Yun Jing, I have other ways to treat the pimples on Auntie's face!"

At that moment, Wen Wan, who was peering out of the door, heard the noise and quietly pressed the doorknob, only to find that the door was not locked.

She furtively opened a crack in the door and found Niannian talking to herself in front of a bronze mirror, asking, "What Yun Jing brother? What pimples?"

Is he possessed by an evil spirit? Or is there something wrong with his brain?

Wen Wan secretly took out her phone and recorded this scene... "Even the most indifferent person has a hot bottom."