The Emperor's Beloved: My Ancestor is the Crown Prince?

At the dinner table, Xiao Qingyi's rosy cheeks were almost buried in the huge bowl in front of her. The bowl was already piled high with a "mountain" of braised pork, chicken legs, and steamed fish, and the "mountain" was still growing at a visible speed—the sprightly old man beside her was happily feeding the good food into her territory.

"Dad, don't just focus on Yiyi, eat more yourself too." Li Qi looked at the rickety "mountain of meat" in his daughter's bowl, his tone full of helplessness.

"Hmph!" The old man's silver hair was neatly combed, and his eyes exuded an undeniable majesty. But at this moment, he was just like a child vying for favor. "My granddaughter is Li Minghua's. If I don't spoil her, who will?" As the head of the Li Group in Sichuan, after handing the company over to his son Li Qi, his greatest career became enjoying his granddaughter's company. He poured almost all his tenderness into this precious granddaughter.

Ye Yier's attention was entirely focused on something else. She looked at her daughter's bowl, which was devoid of any green vegetables, and the stir-fried vegetables on the table were almost untouched. She couldn't help but press her temples in exasperation. "What did the doctor say last time? She's a little overweight; she needs a balanced diet," she said gently but firmly, picking up a piece of vibrant green vegetable and placing it firmly on top of the "mountain of meat." "She can't just eat meat. Look, our little princess's neck is almost invisible."

Little Qingyi stared at the "inappropriate" green color in her bowl, her little face instantly scrunching up like a wrinkled bun as she protested, "Mommy's mean! I want meat! Vegetables aren't tasty!"

"No way! For her health, starting today, Yiyi needs to adjust her diet and exercise every day." Ye Yier refused to back down.

"Mommy is a bad person! I...I want to protest!" Xiao Qingyi declared angrily, her chubby cheeks trembling with her voice, like an annoyed little hamster.

"Protest denied." Ye'er smiled, and with quick eyes and hands, picked up another chopstick of vegetables and precisely stuffed it into her daughter's mouth, which was slightly open due to her protest.

Little Qingyi looked at her grandfather beside her with a wronged expression, only to see her once most steadfast ally now focused intently on the soup in his bowl, eyes downcast. Seeing no hope of help, she channeled her grief into her food, viciously chewing the vegetables in her mouth as if eliminating some enemy, muttering indistinctly, "Hmph...you all bully me, I'm going to complain to the Ancestor!"

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In the dead of night, Xiao Qingyi, having finished washing up, was wide awake. She tiptoed to her favorite pink handbag and began her "strategic stockpiling" with a serious expression. She stood on tiptoe, reached for a few lollipops and a small loaf of bread on the table, and carefully stuffed them into her bag.

She tilted her head, thought for a moment, then opened the small refrigerator and laboriously took out two bottles of her favorite lactic acid bacteria drink, clutching them tightly to her chest. "Hmm... Grandpa definitely hasn't drunk this before," she muttered to herself, her round eyes sparkling with a mischievous and expectant light. "Hehe, if I offer him a bottle, he'll definitely help me get justice!"

"Yiyi, get some rest. Why is the light still on?" Li Qi's voice came from outside the door.

"Daddy, I'm going to sleep right away." Xiao Qingyi quickly put her schoolbag under the bed. Li Qi happened to walk in and saw the chubby Xiao Qingyi on the bed, and found it amusing.

"Alright, then you should get some rest. Dad will have Auntie cook something delicious for you tomorrow."

"Mmm, goodnight, Daddy."