Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

My hair is a mess.

His clothes were also dressed in a mess.

The only thing she wore correctly was her small embroidered shoes.

Prince Jing looked at Jiang Miaomiao and smiled.

"Miaomiao, why are you here all alone? Where's your mother?"

Jiang Miaomiao shook her head; she didn't know either.

Seeing that the Prince Jing was laughing non-stop, she looked down and realized that her clothes were indeed a bit messy.

But she has short arms and little strength; she has the will but not the strength.

The clothes were really complicated at this time. I was sweating profusely, but I still couldn't get them properly dressed.

She still cares a lot about her image.

I don't want anyone to see me looking so disheveled, so I'd better hurry and go find Aunt Xiuxiu.

King Jing saw the little girl pouting and about to leave.

He quickly stopped laughing.

"Miaomiao, wait a minute..." she said, and asked someone to get her some candied hawthorns.

Then they hung it in a small basket and placed it in front of her.

The candied hawthorns arrived quickly; they must be Cao Jiayue's.

Because she heard a child crying in the distance...

Jiang Miaomiao dared not accept it; she and her older brother had been kidnapped because of a candied hawthorn.

Sister Fu Yuan said that people in the royal family are cunning and cannot be trusted easily.

Of course, except for herself.

King Jing noticed that the little guy was looking at him with some wariness.

Some were dumbfounded.

Does he look like a bad guy?

Sigh! Looks like all those cherries I gave away were a waste.

"Miaomiao, can you do your brother a favor?"

Jiang Miaomiao nodded and said, "Mother said that one should not accept rewards without merit. Since I am helping out, I can eat candied hawthorns."

Anyway, she's not going to eat it right now. Take it back and show it to her aunt before she eats it.

Lift the curtain.

There was actually a small basket of candied hawthorns.

No wonder Cao Jiayue was crying so sadly; it seems she snatched all the candied hawthorns from the person.

He picked up a candied hawthorn and looked up at King Jing.

"Brother Jing, I just want one. Tell me, what kind of help do you need?"

That "Brother Jing" filled King Jing's heart with sweetness.

It seems the little girl is starting to accept him.

He didn't take the basket back, and his tone softened even more, "Miaomiao...can you help your brother deliver the candied hawthorns to Sister Qianxue, okay?"

Jiang Miaomiao corrected, "Aunt Qianxue, not sister."

The family hierarchy is a mess...

However, he actually went to his aunt and even gave her candied hawthorns!

This candied hawthorn isn't for her, it's for Aunt Qianxue. Could it be...?

Is my dream about to come true?

Prince Jing's lips twitched. "Miaomiao, then you can call me Uncle Jing too."

He and Xue'er can't be from different generations, can they?

The young girl looked at him scrutinizingly, then shook her head. "You're a prince, why don't you use the main gate to deliver things?"

King Jing's brow twitched.

This little girl is incredibly clever.

They couldn't even fool them with a whole basket of candied hawthorns.

The reason he dared not see Xue'er openly was because he was afraid of her good older brother.

Mu Yunji had already spoken to his grandmother, the Empress Dowager, and was determined not to let Xue'er marry into the royal family.

Prince Jing, quick-witted, opened his eyes and said, "Isn't this what your Aunt Qianxue asked me to buy? She's just like you; you're the mother who won't let you eat candied hawthorns, but she's the older brother who won't let you eat them, afraid they'll ruin your teeth..."

Jiang Miaomiao really wanted to roll her eyes at him.

The royal family is indeed full of cunning schemes!

He thought he was lying to Cao Jiayue.

They only know that Prince Jing likes his aunt, but they don't know what his aunt thinks.

Do you like him or not?

I wonder if he's a jerk.

Send it over first and see how my aunt reacts.

He took down the small basket and said, "Okay, Uncle Jing, I'll give this to your aunt for you."

Prince Jing's face beamed with joy, "Miaomiao is such a good girl, but don't let anyone know that I gave her this!"

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

What do you mean? Is it something he can't be ashamed of to admit he likes his aunt?

Never mind, let's send it over first and see what happens.

Can not afford to offend.

If the dream comes true, then this person may become the crown prince, or even the emperor...

My maternal grandfather's family still depends on him for help.

She nodded obediently, "Okay!"

After saying that, she grabbed the basket and ran off. No wonder her mother said she didn't like staying in the capital and dealing with powerful people.

It's so tiring.

You have to like it even if you don't like it, and you have to be willing even if you don't want to be.

Mu Qianxue was reading a book in the room.

She glanced down and saw a disheveled little girl standing in front of her, holding a basket of candied hawthorns in her arms.

He lifted her into a chair, gently pinched her little nose, and teased, "Oh! Whose little dumpling is this?"

"Hehe...my dear..."

Jiang Miaomiao smiled at her and handed her the basket in her arms, her voice soft and sweet, "Here, Uncle Jing gave it to Auntie."

"Uncle Jing?"

Mu Qianxue didn't react for a moment.

"The Prince Jing next door, Uncle Jing..."

Jiang Miaomiao stared at Mu Qianxue, observing the changes in her facial expressions, wanting to know how her aunt would react upon hearing about Prince Jing.

Then I saw my aunt pause for a moment, and then a smile appeared on her lips.

Wow! Looks like she likes it.

No matter how much she wanted to save her aunt, she couldn't just break up the young couple!

Never mind, let's observe further.

Let's see if Prince Jing is a real jerk.

Look at his reaction when he sees Jiang Zijin; if he reacts the same way when he sees Jiang Zijin...

Then don't blame her...

Fortunately, my aunt wasn't love-struck; she only smiled for a moment before putting the basket aside.

Mu Qianxue summoned her maid, "Go fetch a basin of water, and then go get the new clothes that my sister brought for Miaomiao..."

The maid was about to leave when she was stopped again, "Go and tell Lady Xiuxiu that Miaomiao is with me."

Looking at his messy appearance, he must have run away on his own.

Her little nephew was a few years older than Miaomiao, and he would run around in his undergarments at any time, so much so that even the maids couldn't catch him.

……

Xiuxiu is just frantically searching for her child.

She was just thinking that the baby should be awake by now, so she went to get some water.

When they returned, the person was gone.

I searched the front and back yards, but I never thought to look in the east wing.

Upon hearing the maid's report, he hurriedly ran over.

They really did come out in a chaotic mess...

Mu Jiangyue was wiping her hands and washing her face, with a light green dress placed to the side.

Xiuxiu quickly stepped forward to help.

Then Mu Qianxue said in a serious tone, "Sister Xiuxiu, I heard that Miaomiao was kidnapped before. I'm thinking of finding her a maid to keep an eye on her in case she gets lost..."

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

This is really hurtful.

If someone is specifically assigned to watch over her, will she still have any freedom?

As expected of the Crown Princess, her aura is even stronger than that of Aunt Jiang Yue. Jiang Miaomiao suspects that she even dares to control her own older brother and sister.

Xiuxiu was taken aback at first, then clapped her hands and cheered, "This kind of good, it's best to find a martial maid, otherwise ordinary maids can't even catch up with her shadow..."

My sister did try, but she couldn't find the right person.

You need to be skilled, quick-witted, and most importantly, loyal and reliable, otherwise the little brat will abandon you in the blink of an eye.

She had observed that all the maids around the Mu family girl were martial maids.

It couldn't be more perfect...

The two hit it off immediately, and Mu Qianxue called in the six maids she had brought, letting the young girl choose for herself.

"Miaomiao, you choose one."

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't refuse, so she walked around in a proper manner with her hands behind her back.

Yes, you absolutely can't choose one that's too clever.

You have to choose one that shares your hobby and that you love to eat.

"Who among you likes candied hawthorn, roast chicken, or mutton..."