Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

Princess Rong'an was taken back by her mother.

Climbing the wall crossed a line for Princess Liang.

Both mother and daughter were raised from childhood to be proper young ladies from aristocratic families. Their thinking was unconventional, but their words and actions could not be out of line.

Because of my daughter's illness.

Princess Liang allowed her to ride horses, play polo, and enjoy flowers and plants, but she could not accept her climbing trees and scaling walls.

Just imagine.

A young lady from a wealthy family, dressed in fine clothes, climbed trees and sat on walls like a monkey.

If my future husband's family saw this, they would be utterly humiliated.

When Jiang Miaomiao saw Princess Liang leave the Cao residence, her face fell, and she was a little worried that Sister Yuan would get beaten up.

However, the gentle Princess Liang probably wouldn't have the heart to actually beat him.

It's mostly a continuation of the same pattern: punishment by copying books.

However, Sister Yuan didn't get beaten up, but the arrogant bean sprout next door did.

A series of mournful howls rang out.

Jiang Miaomiao sat on a small stool under the tree, eating red berries while swinging her little legs.

She can now openly eat the red fruit next door.

Just now, the young prince next door brought her several baskets of red berries and told her to pick more from the main gate after she finished eating them.

Don't climb the wall, it's dangerous!

This is enough to show that Prince Jing is a reasonable person.

"Big Brother, did you see Little Sprout get beaten up?"

Jiang Zifeng, who was peering over the wall, turned to look at her younger sister and asked in confusion, "Little Bean Sprout?"

Jiang Ziyan, who was brewing tea and reading, looked up and smiled, "Bean sprouts are a description of someone who is thin and small, as thin and long as a bean sprout..."

My sister has never liked giving people nicknames, so it seems she really dislikes this little princess.

Jiang Zifeng instantly understood and chuckled, "Little sister, would you like to see?"

He didn't dare climb up; he just stood on the ladder, sticking his head out.

This shouldn't count as using a VPN, right?

He wasn't curious whether Little Sprout had been beaten.

He was just curious about where those guards were hiding, and whether they were still there.

It would be great if we could have a chance to spar.

The little girl who had been sitting had somehow moved to stand by the stairs and said in a childish voice, "Big brother, I want to see."

Jiang Zifeng sighed, realizing his sister had already anticipated his question.

Little rascal!

Then the two heads, one big and one small, rested on the wall, their eyes darting around, searching for the direction from which the crying was coming.

Jiang Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.

Is it really necessary to cry so miserably?

It's just a few slaps on the palm, why make it sound like a pig being slaughtered?

"Do you know you're wrong?" King Jing asked, holding a ruler in one hand and pulling the little girl's finger with the other.

He would hit her once and then ask, "Cao Jiayue, do you know you're wrong?"

He was curious, since he hadn't used much force.

That kind of force wouldn't even make a dog bark, but the little guy cried his heart out.

Now I finally understand why my older sister couldn't bring herself to do it.

But while his sister might fall for that, he might not.

Cao Jiayue cried bitterly.

My hands hurt, but my heart hurts even more!

Her father and grandmother didn't want her anymore, and neither did her mother, who had despised her.

My uncle is so scary.

They beat Granny Yan again, and ignored her pleas and cries for mercy.

She hated her uncle, her aunt, and especially that child named Jiang Miaomiao.

When Lu Qingyao returned and heard about this, her face darkened, and she said in a deep voice, "You must not climb the wall again, you must not go next door... Prince Jing is a prince, and it was his father who exiled your maternal grandfather's family. You must avoid him when you see him, keep far away from him. If you really can't avoid him, then bow respectfully..."

"Yes, Mother." The children nodded in unison.

They witnessed the danger of the Cao family mansion today; it turned out that there were so many hidden guards there.

Although Prince Jing looked like he came from a wealthy family, with a pair of affectionate, smiling eyes, he was very gentle and refined, and seemed to have a Buddhist nature.

But his niece, such a young child, would beat people and make them work as slaves at the drop of a hat.

Aren't parents terrifying?

"Yes, that's right. The royal family is terrifying. We should avoid them and stay far away, understand?" Xiuxiu echoed.

Although she knew that Prince Jing was not the kind of ungrateful person, otherwise she would not have appeared by her sister's side.

But who can say for sure about matters concerning the royal family?

King Liang, for example, was a beast in human form but with the heart of a monster.

And then there's Princess Jiayue, whom they're talking about. She's only so young, yet she's already bullying others. If she grows up, she'll surely hold a grudge against Miaomiao.

Prince Jing recognized Feng Ge'er and Miao Miao but pretended not to. It seems that minimizing contact with him is the best way to save his life.

The common people will not fight against officials, much less against princes and grandsons of emperors!

Lu Qingyao shared the same concerns, and she said this only to keep the children away from danger.

And Prince Jing and Princess Jiayue are the most dangerous beings.

She asked, "Xiuxiu, do you know why Princess Jiayue came to Jiangzhou?"

Unless absolutely necessary, how could a mother bear to let such a young child leave her side and travel far away alone?

Xiuxiu's heart skipped a beat, and she paused in her tea-making motion.

She glanced at her older sister, whose eyes were clear and held no hidden meaning.

The two of them understood each other tacitly.

In the past, neither of them would ask, and neither of them would say anything.

Now that her older sister has asked this question, it means she truly trusts her completely and considers her family.

“Sister, I really don’t know why the princess came to Jiangzhou. The little princess wasn’t even born when they came to Jiangzhou with Prince Jing.”

"However, I do know something about the young princess's parents. Would you like to hear it, elder sister?"

Lu Qingyao was taken aback, then laughed and said, "I don't want to hear it, I want to live a few more days."

This one secret was already enough to terrify them; if another one came, would they even be able to live?

Princess Yuqing was the eldest legitimate princess of Daqing, and her status and position were extraordinary.

She was eccentric and also the most beautiful woman in Daqing.

Her beauty was so captivating that all the women in Daqing paled in comparison.

Logically speaking, such a person could marry anyone she wanted, yet she ended up marrying someone from the Empress's maternal family.

The prince consort Cao was of mediocre talent and unambitious, but he was said to be honest, kind, and deeply devoted to the princess.

The two of them don't look like a loving and harmonious couple at all.

However, these are not things she should think about or care about.

As a result, trouble comes knocking even when people don't seek it out.

The next morning.

My eldest and second eldest brothers went to school.

My mother also went to Yipinju.

Jiang Miaomiao is playing with Jiang Xiaobai, and Aunt Xiuxiu is combing her hair and tying it into little pigtails.

Then two people, one big and one small, appeared at the door.

Princess Rong'an led Cao Jiayue in, followed by two maids.

"Princess, this is..." Xiuxiu frowned slightly as she looked at the little girl who was about the same age as Miaomiao.

The little girl was very thin, with a pout on her lips and tears still clinging to her cheeks, walking along reluctantly.

“This is Jia Yue, my… grandniece…” Princess Rong’an paused, then uttered the last three words with difficulty.

Jiang Miaomiao stared at them in disbelief, her eyes wide.

This is such a bizarre generational ranking.

Sister Yuan is still so young, and she already has a granddaughter.

Moreover, this unfilial granddaughter threatened to beat and kill her yesterday.

Princess Rong'an smiled wryly, "Aunt Xiuxiu, my eldest nephew went out on business and didn't feel comfortable leaving her with the maids and servants, so he asked my mother to take care of her. My mother had no other choice, so she asked me to bring her here to play with Miaomiao."

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

Weren't we told to stay away?

Why is it being delivered to my door now?!