Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Chapter 573 The Little Princess Who Depends on the Imperial Concubine in the World of Palace Fightin

Miaomiao was hiding behind the rockery in the imperial garden, nibbling on the stolen custard buns, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster stealing food.

He was enjoying his meal when he suddenly heard footsteps. Scared, the little guy quickly hid the remaining snacks in his sleeves and curled up into a ball.

"Huh? Whose little baby is this?" A soft female voice came from above my head.

Miaomiao looked up timidly and saw a young palace maid in a light pink palace dress looking down at her with a bit of surprise and curiosity in her eyes.

"I, I didn't steal..." Miaomiao subconsciously covered her sleeves, her voice small, like a kitten who had done something wrong.

Hongxiu looked at the little girl in front of her, who looked about two or three years old, with a round face and big, bright eyes. Although she was dressed simply, her skin was fair and tender.

Thinking that it was impossible for such a young maid to enter the palace, and whether any ministers' family members had entered the palace recently, the identity of the little girl in front of him was self-evident.

She thought for a moment, squatted down, and asked softly, "My young master, which palace are you from? Why are you here alone?"

Hongxiu's gentle attitude made the little guy feel relieved. Miaomiao blinked and answered honestly: "I live in... um... Qinghe Palace."

"Qinghe Palace?" Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, then she reacted - isn't that a side hall near the cold palace?

I heard that there was indeed an unfavored little princess living there. Her biological mother was a palace maid who had died long ago, so almost no one in the palace remembered her.

Hongxiu looked at Miaomiao and found that although she was dressed simply, she looked cute and well-behaved, with a pair of big watery eyes that revealed an innocence.

An idea suddenly flashed through her mind - the Imperial Concubine was recently worried about having children, if she could adopt this little princess...

Thinking of this, Hong Xiu's smile became even gentler: "Young Master, why did you run out alone? Where are the people serving you?"

Miaomiao lowered her head and twisted the corner of her clothes with her little fingers: "Mammy was stung by a bee and ran away. No one took care of me..."

Hongxiu's heart softened.

She naturally knew how a little princess of low status and unfavored status, especially one so young, would be treated.

Reaching out and gently touching her head, Hongxiu said softly: "Then can I take you back?"

Miaomiao nodded, stretched out her hand obediently, grabbed the corner of Hongxiu's clothes with two fingers, and followed this gentle sister back.

Along the way, Hongxiu deliberately slowed down her pace and asked Miaomiao a few questions from time to time. Although the little girl was young, she was articulate and answered clearly.

The more Hongxiu looked at him, the more satisfied she became - this child was not only good-looking, but also well-behaved. If he could be raised in the Imperial Concubine's care, he might really please the Empress.

In Yongshou Palace——

Xia Yingying was leaning on the couch, her cloud-like black hair piled up high, a few strands of hair hanging beside her cheeks, adding a bit of charm, just like a hibiscus flower blooming in spring, delicate and gorgeous.

At this moment, she was holding a jade hairpin in her hand, tapping the table in annoyance. Today, when she went to the Queen's Palace to pay her respects, Rong Fei, that bitch, was showing off how many poems her son had memorized and how well he wrote. She wanted to roll her eyes when she heard it.

"Isn't it just giving birth to a child? Why are you so proud?" She snorted coldly and slammed the jade hairpin on the table.

"My lady, don't get yourself hurt by being angry. It's not worth it."

Nanny Song felt extremely distressed. She was Xia Yingying's wet nurse and had watched Xia Yingying grow up since she was a child.

Xia Yingying waved her hands: "It's okay, I'm just talking, I won't get angry."

At this moment, Hongxiu hurried in and bowed, "My lady, I am back."

Xia Yingying raised her eyes lazily: "Why did you take so long?"

Hongxiu's eyes flashed with excitement, and she whispered, "My lady, I just met a little princess in the imperial garden."

"Little princess?" Xia Yingying raised her eyebrows, becoming interested. "Which palace's little princess?"

The emperor now has quite a lot of children, including five daughters and three sons.

"It's the one from Qinghe Palace. His biological mother was a palace maid who has long passed away. Almost no one in the palace remembers her." Hongxiu paused and added, "The child is about two or three years old. He is very cute and has a good personality. In my opinion, he is a good candidate."

Xia Yingying narrowed her eyes, her fingers unconsciously stroking the jade hairpin: "You mean... let me adopt her?"

Hong Xiu nodded: "Your Majesty has no children now. If you can have a child to take care of, not only will the emperor come to our palace more often, but he will also have someone to rely on in the future. What's more, the child's mother is humble, and raising her under your name is a great blessing. She will definitely be grateful to you."

"..."

It is not impossible.

Xia Yingying was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Doesn't Concubine Rong always show off her son? If I also had a child, I wonder how long she can be so proud!"

Regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, raising a child is a good way to relieve boredom.

The palace is lonely. Even if she is a favorite concubine, there will always be times of loneliness.

Xia Yingying stood up, her skirt brushing the ground like flowing water, a gleam of determination flashed in her eyes: "Hongxiu, bring the person here tomorrow, I want to see him."

Hongxiu was delighted and quickly agreed: "Yes, Madam."