"Little sister, remember not to run around later, follow Sister Feng, okay?" Zongzheng Zehang still couldn’t help but remind his sister again. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

After hearing this, Tinglan nodded vigorously: "I will, brother, don’t worry." "Zehang, don’t worry, I will take good care of Tinglan," Feng Xuxu said with a gentle smile towards Zongzheng Zehang. Zongzheng Zehang’s eyes, filled with gratitude, looked at Feng Xuxu: "Thank you for your trouble." When Tinglan saw that her older brother had walked away, she turned to Feng Xuxu and pulled a face: "Sister, there are so many people over there, shall we go take a look?" She tugged on Feng Xuxu’s sleeve, shaking it back and forth, blinking her eyes like a rabbit, looking up at her sister with a mix of longing, caution, and worry – a tiny wish filled with all her thoughts, gathered in those silly, adorable eyes. Feng Xuxu couldn’t bear to see Tinglan behaving so cautiously and took her hand, starting to stroll through the vast expanse of Prince Mo Residence. The Prince Mo Residence occupied a vast space, with pavilions, towers, artificial hills and lakes, and small buildings galore. The flowers in the garden were even more splendid, rivaling those of the Imperial Garden.

"Sister, this garden is so beautiful, and there are so many pretty flowers inside, can I pick one?" Looking at those enchanting flowers, it wasn’t just Tinglan who couldn’t resist; even herself wanted to go forward and pluck a few.

"Tinglan, you mustn’t do that, oh, for if you pick them, they won’t last long before they wither and rot. Would you like to see these beautiful flowers turn into that?" she instructed Tinglan in a gentle and persuasive manner.

Tinglan blinked, uncertain whether the flowers would truly turn out as Sister Feng had said, but still chose to believe in her sister.

"Hmm, I’ll just look at them, and won’t pick any," she said. So, they sat down in a pavilion in the garden, enjoying the cool breeze, admiring the colorful flowers in the pond, watching the mischievous butterflies, and even the birds in the distance couldn’t bear to be left out, chirping merrily on the branches.

No sooner had they sat down when a girl in green clothes, with maid’s hairstyle, and a pretty, clever face, holding a tray in her hands that carried a pot of tea and several cups, approached the pavilion.

"Miss Feng, Miss Zongzheng, please have some tea," Xiaocui said, picking up the teapot to pour a cup for Zongzheng, which she placed steadily in front of Tinglan, before pouring one for Feng Xuxu. However, while she was delivering the tea, she accidentally stepped on the hem of her dress, twisted her body, and spilled the tea all over Feng Xuxu.

Seeing a full cup of tea spilled onto Miss Feng, Xiaocui was panic-stricken. She took out a handkerchief and kept wiping Feng Xuxu’s clothes. Seeing that Feng Xuxu showed no expression, Xiaocui became even more nervous and, in her urgency, knelt down, grasping at Feng Xuxu’s skirt hem, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up at Feng Xuxu, who sat above on the cool bench.

"Miss Feng, it was not intentional. Please have mercy and forgive your servant’s negligence," Xiaocui implored, without waiting for Feng Xuxu’s response, and started knocking her forehead to the ground. In no time, a red mark appeared on her forehead.

"You’re a bad person, go away," Tinglan shouted, eyes ablaze with anger at Xiaocui for the tea that had spilled on her sister.

Feng Xuxu furrowed her brows. Tinglan’s outcry had attracted quite a crowd, all looking their way. After calming down Tinglan’s anger, Feng Xuxu looked displeasedly at the person kneeling on the ground: "Have I said that I’d punish you?"

Xiaocui was suddenly stunned, then tears mingled with a forced smile as she continued to kowtow: "Thank you, Miss Feng, for not punishing me."

With trepidation, Xiaocui stood up, looking awkwardly at Feng Xuxu’s damp clothes, then approached softly, and said in a low voice: "Miss Feng, there’s still some time. Why don’t you come with me to the back and change your clothes?"