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"Wow, is that beautiful aunt next to second uncle our second aunt?" Mo Zhiyuan leaned on the window, looking at Yun Ziyu and Mo Yuyan walking side by side below.

"You are a little brat, don't talk nonsense, it will affect Miss Mo's reputation." Yun Ziheng almost spit out his tea when he heard this.

He quickly put down the teacup, reached out to pull Mo Zhiyuan over, and tapped Mo Zhiyuan's forehead as if punishing her.

Mo Zhiyuan was immediately dissatisfied.

While struggling to break free from Yun Ziheng's hand, she muttered, "Uncle, I won't say anything. I still want to see Uncle Two, and I still want to see the lanterns. Uncle, please let me go."

Yun Ziheng let her go helplessly and said to the maid beside him, "Watch closely, the window is wide open, be careful not to fall down."

"Yes, young master." The two maids responded quickly, then walked to Mo Zhiyuan's side to guard him.

Mo Zhiyuan leaned back against the window and sighed, "Humph, my second uncle forgot about his niece because of his beauty. He clearly promised my grandmother that he would accompany us to watch the lanterns, but now he's gone to accompany another beautiful aunt."

"Brother, am I right?" After Mo Zhiyuan finished speaking, he turned around and asked Mo Junye seriously.

Mo Junye rolled his eyes in boredom, "Idiot."

Mo Zhiyuan snorted, then turned his head to look at Yun Ziyu and Mo Yuyan who were getting further and further away underground.

"Brother is also a bad guy. You said I was an idiot, so you are the idiot brother." Mo Zhiyuan muttered.

Mo Junye pulled the corner of his mouth and said expressionlessly, "Second uncle knows that you like the rabbit lantern, so he bought it specially for you. How could he forget his niece for the sake of beauty? Mo Zhiyuan, you should speak with conscience."

Mo Zhiyuan turned around and made a face at Mo Junye, "I know, brother, we are outside, please don't be so mean to me. I don't care about my face."

After saying that, he glanced at Yun Ziheng and Yuan Qingling.

Yuan Qingling, who was sitting nearby, was looking at the lanterns outside very seriously. When she heard the conversation between the two little guys, she couldn't help but let out a faint smile.

"Aunt Yuan, you are making fun of me too." Mo Zhiyuan noticed Yuan Qingling's smile and pouted unhappily.

Yuan Qingling quickly explained, "I just thought the little princess was so cute that I couldn't help laughing. I didn't mean to laugh at the princess."

Mo Zhiyuan tilted his head and looked at Yuan Qingling, as if to confirm whether what she said was true or false.

Seeing this, Yun Ziheng gently rebuked, "Mo Zhiyuan, don't be rude."

Mo Zhiyuan shuddered with fear. She was still quite scared when her uncle scolded her with an expressionless face.

"I understand, uncle. Aunt Yuan, Zhiyuan shouldn't be rude, please forgive me." Mo Zhiyuan walked up to Yuan Qingling and bowed to her politely.

Yuan Qingling stood up in shock and returned the greeting, "Your Highness, you are too polite. How can Your Highness, Princess, bow to me?"

Yun Ziheng said, "Since she made a mistake, she should take responsibility. This is something she must learn. Just sit still. You are a guest today, and this is not how she should treat guests."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qingling realized that Yun Ziheng was teaching Mo Zhiyuan, so she could only sit back and accept another salute from Mo Zhiyuan.

If she knew that her child was taught so well, she would probably be very happy.

After Mo Zhiyuan apologized, Yuan Qingling took the oil paper package from the maid, opened it, picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Mo Zhiyuan.

"Your Highness Princess, you did such a great job. You should be praised. This is the pastry I made myself. Your Highness Princess, please try it?" Yuan Qingling said this before she realized that this action was inappropriate.

The royal family's food has to go through layers of inspection and review. It is really inappropriate for me to rashly give pastries to Mo Zhiyuan.

Yun Ziheng glanced at the pastries, then at Yuan Qingling, and said to Mo Zhiyuan with a smile, "Do you want to eat? If you do, thank you Aunt Yuan."

Mo Zhiyuan's eyes had already lit up when she saw the peach blossom-shaped pastry, which was half pink and half white. After hearing Yun Ziyu's words, she nodded quickly, "Yeah, I want to eat it. Zhiyuan wants to eat it. Thank you, Aunt Yuan. You are so kind, Aunt Yuan."

Mo Zhiyuan kept saying nice things, and Yun Ziyu held his forehead helplessly.

The little girl is already very good at coaxing people at such a young age. I guess she will be even better when she grows up.

When Yuan Qingling heard what Mo Zhiyuan said, she smiled happily and directly signaled to the maid to put all the food she brought on the table.

"Take a look and see if there is anything you like to eat. Feel free to pick whatever you like." After Yuan Qingling finished speaking to Mo Zhiyuan, she turned to look at Mo Junye.

"Your Highness, would you like to try it too?" Yuan Qingling asked politely.

Before Mo Junye could say anything, a piece of cake was stuffed into his hand. "Brother, try it quickly. Aunt Yuan's cooking skills are really good. It tastes much better than the cakes sold in Pinxianglou."

Mo Junye could only thank Yuan Qingling.

"Brother, please try it. It's really delicious. Zhiyuan didn't lie to you."

At Mo Zhiyuan's urging, Mo Junye took a bite of the pastry. His eyes lit up. It was really delicious.

It is soft, sweet and not greasy. After eating one piece, I want to eat a second piece.

Just as he was thinking this, another piece was stuffed into his hand. "Brother, try it. Aunt Yuan said this is called jujube and pear cake. It's perfect for children. It's sour and sweet, and delicious."

Mo Junye glared at her when he heard that. Mo Zhiyuan smiled ingratiatingly and turned to stare at the other food on the table.

Yun Ziheng, who was standing by, actually figured out some of the tricks.

"Miss Yuan brought so much food with her. Are you going out?" Yun Ziheng felt strange. Why would someone go out so late at night?

Yuan Qingling had no intention of saying more, but seeing Yun Ziheng asking, she could only answer, "My father asked me to go out of the city to Xiangguo Temple to pray for my grandmother for three days. I was supposed to leave early this morning, but I wanted to take a look at this year's lanterns, so I delayed it until the evening. I should leave soon."

Yun Ziheng was shocked that the Yuan Mansion was so intolerant of a little girl.

"It's so late, how could your father let a girl like you leave the city gate? Today is the Lantern Festival, the city gates close late, there are many people coming in and out, and it's very chaotic inside and outside the city gates. Miss Yuan, why don't you leave early tomorrow morning?"

Yuan Qingling gave a helpless smile and said, "He was kicked out after dinner. Lord Yun, don't worry. My father sent a few servants to follow him and escort him in a carriage. I think he will be fine."

As soon as Yuan Qingling finished speaking, Mo Zhiyuan's childish voice rang out, "Aunt Yuan, grandpa said that things are not peaceful outside. You should leave early tomorrow morning."

Mo Junye ate the cakes and was stared at by Mo Zhiyuan. He also said, "Aunt Yuan, why don't you stay in the inn for one night and set off tomorrow morning when the city gates open."

Yuan Qingling felt heartbroken listening to these words of concern.

The more they cared, the more it seemed that their father didn't care about his daughter.

Everyone knew that it was dangerous at night, but his father alone didn't care at all.

What's more, her grandmother was in good health, so there was no need for her to pray for her.

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