Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"Woooooooo..."

Cao Jiayue was sobbing.

Jiang Miaomiao ate with smacking sounds.

King Jing stared coldly at the servant woman on the ground, his expression dignified and imposing.

He couldn't help but recall the words of the white-bearded old Taoist priest.

Xiao Miaomiao can cure Jia Yue's illness...

This isn't just a disease, it's a ghost!

In the end, it was still his uncle who was not very competent; he couldn't even tell whether his niece had eaten or not, or whether she was lying.

He was completely outmaneuvered by a mere maid.

He stared at the unrepentant servant woman on the ground, without uttering a word.

Granny Yan didn't dare to raise her head; she just knelt quietly.

She thought that Prince Jing would let her off the hook because of Old Madam Cao.

She was a servant born into the Cao family, and her parents were the confidantes of Old Madam Cao. She was also the wet nurse of the young princess. Even if you don't care about her, you still have to give her some face.

She still held a sliver of hope, but her heart was still pounding with fear.

Despite the sweltering heat, I found myself breaking out in cold sweats.

The maids all lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, even their breathing became lighter.

Cao Jiayue let out a few dry howls, but saw that the maids had all retreated far away, while Granny Yan was still kneeling on the ground.

Then I looked at my uncle's dark and smelly face.

I dared not cry anymore.

She moved closer to Jiang Miaomiao.

The chubby girl who's enjoying her meal right now isn't scary; it's her uncle who's scarier.

Quietly...

The dining room was unusually quiet after the baby's crying stopped.

All that could be heard was the smacking sound coming from Jiang Miaomiao's mouth, and the loud, high-pitched chirping of cicadas in the courtyard.

The little girl was focused on eating, as if everything around her was irrelevant; her eyes were only on the lotus leaf-wrapped roast chicken and sweet and sour pork in front of her.

After finishing her meal, she pouted at Prince Jing and said, "Wipe it off!"

Xi'er's heart pounded, and she quickly took out her handkerchief.

She saw that Prince Jing was already wiping the young master's mouth with a handkerchief, which made her twitch.

The young master has come to regard this place as his home.

It seems she's found another spot to walk the wolf.

The maids curiously glanced up and stole a look...

King Jing actually wiped the little girl's mouth and let her do whatever she wanted.

It seems that from now on, when I see this master, I will have to treat him with the same respect and deference as I would when serving a young princess.

Seeing this, Cao Jiayue also imitated Jiang Miaomiao, pouting and begging for a wipe.

"I need to wipe myself too..."

“My little uncle is mine, you’re not allowed to wipe him.”

Her uncle has never wiped her mouth.

Prince Jing was still angry with her and didn't give her a friendly look. He coldly said, "How old are you? Don't you have hands?"

Cao Jiayue: ...

Is she big?

Isn't the chubby girl the same age as her?

hateful!

My uncle is awful, but the chubby girl is even more awful.

Jiang Miaomiao saw that Cao Jiayue's face was red with anger and she looked like she was about to cry.

I'm scared...

He quickly took the handkerchief from Prince Jing's hand and covered her mouth with it, "Don't cry, don't cry, let me wipe it for you..."

Cao Jiayue looked at her in astonishment.

Such a familiar feeling.

King Jing was also somewhat surprised.

The little girl's actions and tone of voice felt strangely familiar.

She even looks a bit like the Empress...

I remember once, my older sister was eating peanut pudding, and Jia Yue was almost crying with envy. Unfortunately, the little one gets urticaria after eating peanuts.

Not a single bite.

Just as she opened her mouth to wail, her elder sister, just like before, covered her mouth, murmuring: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll give you something to eat..."

Then he had the servants replace the peanut milk with cow's milk for her, which finally calmed the child down.

Anyway, both peanut milk and cow's milk are milky white, so Jia Yue couldn't tell the difference at that time.

After that, whenever Jia Yue pouted, her elder sister would cover her mouth like this.

Today, Xiao Miaomiao looks exactly like her older sister.

"Miaomiao, do you like peanut pudding?" Prince Jing asked, almost as if possessed.

"I like it." Jiang Miaomiao nodded.

She likes all nuts, not just peanuts.

It seemed that Prince Jing was going to prepare peanut pudding for her, so she tugged at his sleeve and said, "Uncle Jing, I like peanut pudding with walnuts and milk, don't forget!"

Ordinary peanut paste is made by grinding peanuts and glutinous rice into powder and then making it into a paste.

But she loves to add milk and walnuts, because that makes it more fragrant and delicious.

Prince Jing paused for a moment, opened his mouth, somewhat surprised, "Miaomiao, who made this way of eating for you?"

"Aunt Xiuxiu..."

Jiang Miaomiao raised her little face and looked at Prince Jing, "I asked Auntie to add walnuts and milk... It tastes even better with them!"

He acted like he knew a lot about food.

King Jing paused.

There are such coincidences in the world.

My elder sister also loves peanut yogurt with milk and walnuts.

Do they even have the same taste?

Before he could think it over, Shi Shu returned.

Two maids followed behind her, one of whom was carrying a set of little dresses.

With red eyes, the two men knelt before King Jing as soon as they entered, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

She cried out, "Your Highness, please forgive me, it was Granny Yan... Granny Yan made us cover it up for her, and she even made us secretly prepare the young princess's meals..."

"They added croton seeds to the dish again, making the princess sick..." This way, the prince would have no choice but to send them back to the capital.

They also felt that Granny Yan was too audacious, but since she was the princess's wet nurse and the head maid, they dared not disobey her.

He was halfway through his sentence when he caught a glimpse of Granny Yan's murderous gaze, swallowed hard, and dared not continue.

The once calm and collected Granny Yan was now completely flustered.

Both maids were the young princess's personal maids, and she had personally trained them, yet they betrayed her so easily.

Two ingrates.

Despicable, absolutely despicable!

She knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Your Highness, please calm down. I only did this because I saw that the little princess wanted to go home, missed her parents and grandmother so much that she couldn't eat or drink. As for the croton oil, I knew nothing about it."

Granny Yan pointed at the two maids, "It's all because they resent my strict discipline of them that they framed me. I'm innocent."

No matter how much she talked, it was all in vain.

King Jing ignored her, as if he hadn't heard her.

He smiled at the little cub beside him and said gently, "Miaomiao, have you finished eating? If you're done, Xi'er will take you out to play, okay?"

Jiang Miaomiao glanced at the person on the ground and nodded obediently.

She handed her little hand to Prince Jing and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Wipe it!"

Prince Jing skillfully wiped her little mouth and hands clean. "Miaomiao, can you help Uncle look after Jiayue?"

"Okay." Jiang Miaomiao nodded.

It seems that Granny Yan is in for a lot of trouble.

Adding croton seeds to a child's food could easily lead to their death.

A vicious wet nurse.

Poor bean sprouts...

Xi'er and her maid led the two of them out.

Jiang Miaomiao took Cao Jiayue's hand and walked out into the courtyard.

She noticed that Little Sprout had been standing there blankly since earlier, neither crying nor making a fuss, just staring blankly at Granny Yan and the two maids, and following her around blankly.

I don't know if she can understand it.

After all, she is a real little girl who is not even three years old.

You'd be terrified if something like that happened, right?

"Sister Xi'er, look at the little bean sprout..." Jiang Miaomiao said, then ran back to the door to peek.

Xi'er frowned.

It's not a good thing that the young master is so curious; if he gets bloodied, it could be disastrous.

He handed Cao Jiayue over to the maid, then hurriedly turned back...

The smile on Prince Jing's face vanished, and he kicked Granny Yan over. "You dog servant, how dare you instigate Jia Yue to deceive me and even plot to harm the little princess! It wouldn't be too much to beat you to death!"

"Your Highness, spare me! I know I was wrong!" Granny Yan was truly terrified now.

This Lord is usually gentle, kind, and tolerant in public; he has never been so furious as he is now.

Jiangzhou is far from the reach of the emperor; they can deal with her and then find an excuse...

Afterwards, her old mother went to Old Mrs. Cao and cried herself to death, but it was no use.

Thinking of this, a chill ran down her spine.

No, she can't die like this...