Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"How about trying pressing on the chest?"

Jiang Miaomiao lay beside Cao Jiayue's bed, staring blankly as the doctor massaged her acupoints.

She gave her most sincere advice.

Shouldn't first aid involve pressing on the chest and pinching the philtrum?

Cao Jiayue hadn't woken up yet, and she was quite worried.

What if someone gets scared to death and doesn't wake up...

That would be a huge disaster.

The doctor frowned slightly, feeling that it was this child who was causing trouble, and he really wanted to kick her out.

But I only dared to think about it in my heart...

"How is it?" came the voice of Prince Jing from the doorway.

Startled, Xi'er rushed over and knelt before Prince Jing. "Your Highness, my lady didn't mean to feed the little princess the insects. She must have thought they were edible..."

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

Can you eat those insects?

What kind of twisted logic is this, Xi'er?

Those are earthworms!

King Jing glanced at Xiuxiu: What have you been feeding the child? You've made her put everything in people's mouths.

Xiuxiu's eyes widened.

Why is King Jing looking at her? What does it have to do with her?

She looked at her older sister with an innocent expression and hurriedly explained, "Sister, I didn't give Miaomiao any insects. She clearly... she clearly asked me to prepare them for her. Besides, you ate those bamboo worms too!"

That's incredibly unfair to her.

The little one made her get all those bamboo worms and bee pupae.

But those things are indeed edible, and delicious.

But earthworms are different.

This thing digs around in the soil, so if you eat it, you'll get a mouthful of mud.

How could Miao Miao not know that this thing is inedible!

“I know…you didn’t…” Lu Qingyao patted her shoulder, her expression unreadable.

Of course, Xiuxiu didn't; it was all the little girl's idea.

She really shouldn't have taken the blame for this. No one knows a daughter better than her mother; she raised the child, so she knows her well.

The little guy did it on purpose, deliberately trying to scare the little princess.

Her daughter isn't a bad person, just a bit mischievous and playful...

It must be because the little princess cried too much.

Xi'er: ...

She opened her mouth.

I've never seen anyone sabotage someone like this before. Oh well, she did her best.

"Get up." King Jing glanced at Xi'er and walked straight towards Cao Jiayue.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"Your Highness, the princess is alright. She was just a little too excited and fainted. She must have been exhausted from crying, and she's asleep now." The doctor watched as the princess's breathing gradually calmed down before getting up and leaving.

King Jing: ...

He actually fell asleep!

Looking at Cao Jiayue's face, he was reminded of what Cao Fuma and his mother had done.

And the woman who gave her this face.

It was disgusting, absolutely disgusting!

Then he thought of his niece, whose fate was unknown.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

He felt a tightness in his chest whenever he looked at that child.

He waved to the maids and servants who were attending to him, "Since the princess is alright, everyone can leave now!"

Jiang Miaomiao wanted to confirm again whether Xiaodouya was really alright, so she reached out and touched the tip of her nose...

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Prince Jing smiled, patted the little scallion on Jiang Miaomiao's head, and comforted her, "It's alright, it's alright, Jiayue is asleep, don't worry."

Jiang Miaomiao looked at the handsome uncle in front of her with a puzzled expression.

I almost scared your niece to death, but you weren't angry; you even comforted me.

Weird.

Uncle Jing, could it be that you have some serious illness?

Lu Qingyao and Xiuxiu exchanged a glance, sharing the same doubt.

on the way back.

Mother asked Aunt Xiuxiu: Don't you think Prince Jing's attitude toward Princess Jiayue is a bit strange?

"Strange, very strange. If this had happened in the past..."

Xiuxiu realized she had almost let something slip and quickly corrected herself, saying, "A few days ago, I noticed that Prince Jing was very concerned about the little princess, but now he's as cold as ice. It's very strange."

"Hmm, something might have happened that we don't know about."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't realize it until someone pointed it out, but she also felt that the way Prince Jing looked at Xiaodouya was strange.

There was pity, there was heartache, but also helplessness and disgust...

So contradictory, so complicated...

Three days later.

The main gate of the examination hall opened.

The students who participated in the scientific expedition have emerged.

Most of them looked listless.

It wasn't that they did poorly on the exam, but the three-day closed-door exam was quite grueling.

Eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping all within a small, square cubicle—no wonder it's not comfortable.

My second brother said that those cubicles are called "numbered dormitories," which, as the name suggests, are dormitories with numbers on them.

The cells were so large that there was no room to sit; eating, drinking, and relieving oneself all took place inside.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't imagine it, but she always felt that the test papers had a certain flavor.

in the crowd.

The eldest and second eldest brothers slowly walked out.

The eldest brother, on the other hand, was full of energy and walked with a steady, almost swift gait, though he was a bit unkempt, with some messy stray hairs at his temples.

The second brother, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.

He walked somewhat unsteadily, and his complexion was sallow, but his clothes were neat, and every strand of his hair was perfectly in place.

The moment the brothers saw them, they all gave them a big smile.

As they approached, Jiang Miaomiao smelled a strange odor.

"Mother, let's go back and talk about it. I want to take a bath and change my clothes..." The second brother's first words stopped his mother from asking what she wanted to ask.

"Okay, okay, go home."

Without asking how they did on the exam, their mother quickly helped them into the carriage, which had soft pillows and was equipped with tea and rice porridge...

Jiang Miaomiao lifted the curtain and saw her fourth brother, Jiang Zipei, coming out from behind them.

The young man looked haggard, his face was pale, and he was almost staggering, walking unsteadily.

He had a long face, it seemed like he didn't do very well on the exam.

Qi Caiwei and her daughter were overjoyed and quickly had the servant help him into the carriage.

They didn't ask how the exam went; they were just very happy. As long as their son took the exam, it didn't matter how he did.

The worse the better...

“Sister, look at Pei-ge’er, he doesn’t seem right to me, he looks sick…” Xiu-xiu was also curious, watching Jiang Zi-pei get into the carriage with a scrutinizing gaze.

“I know…” Jiang Miaomiao smiled.

Now, through the dream mirror, she can finally tell her mother and aunt many secrets.

Otherwise, she'd be driven crazy by it.

Interesting things should naturally be shared.

Her mother looked at her with a smile, "What do you know? Are you dreaming again?"

"Hmm, I dreamt that my fourth brother had diarrhea..."

Getting diarrhea during an exam is a big no-no.

Lu Qingyao: ...

"Miaomiao, from now on, you can't tell anyone about the things in your dreams. You can only tell your mother and aunt, understand?"

"Can't my brothers do it either?"

"Of course, this is our little secret." The fewer people who know about such supernatural matters, the safer it is.

Before leaving, Qi Caiwei gave them a smug, mocking smile.

She had an air of smug pride about her son being the top scholar.

Xiuxiu scoffed, "Sister, look at that woman, how annoying! What's she so happy about?"

"Of course she's happy; it means her son didn't do well on the test..."