newbobooks Chapter 356 My Maternal Grandfather
Chapter 356 My Maternal Grandfather
Snow stopped.
The sun is shining brightly today.
But it felt even colder.
Miao Miao opened her eyes, a little confused.
He discovered that he wasn't sleeping in his own big bed, nor in the curtains and bedding of his home.
The person sleeping next to me wasn't my mother.
Instead, it was the princess's mother, a great beauty.
The beauty had snow-white skin, a delicate and straight nose, long and fine eyelashes, and thick, jet-black hair, which was slightly curled and scattered on the bedding.
The little guy was completely mesmerized.
It is said that true beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin, but a princess of such exceptional beauty must have impeccable bone structure and skin.
Miao Miao looked at the princess facing her, who resembled Sleeping Beauty.
One can't help but sigh at how lucky her biological father is.
Miao Miao herself rarely looks in the mirror, but after recognizing the princess, she specially found a mirror to examine her appearance.
To be honest, they do look somewhat alike.
But Granny Feng said she looked more like the princess when she was young.
However, very few people have seen the princess as a child and still remember her.
After all, there were no cameras back then. There were portraits, though, which the princess kept herself. It would be hard to discover them unless she took them out to look at them.
Miao Miao is now getting used to having a princess around.
Actually, being a princess is quite fun.
She might be afraid of her mother, but not the princess.
My mother really hit people, and it hurt quite a bit.
Princesses, well, they know how to glare at people.
But it's useless to her; it's only useful to servants.
She only needed to glare at the maids beside her, and they would immediately kneel down.
Everyone says the princess is ruthless, but she doesn't think so.
Perhaps the princess's other side is hidden from this little girl.
Miao Miao looked at Sleeping Beauty, then at herself.
She was lying sprawled out beside the beauty, holding the beauty's hair in her hand, and one of her little feet was draped over the beauty's slender waist.
I bet he kicked her a few times in the middle of the night.
The little guy felt a bit guilty, so he gently pulled his foot back, let go of the hair in his hand, and rolled to the side.
He then scrambled to his feet, kicked open the curtain, and tiptoed out of bed.
Xi'er was already waiting by the bedside.
He took the coat and came over to help her put it on; all the toiletries were also prepared.
Miao stared blankly at Xi'er, "I remember I slept with Mother last night, so how come I woke up here with Mother again?"
Xi'er smiled and said, "Miss, have you forgotten? It's the end of the year again, and it's time to settle accounts and distribute dividends. Madam is so busy that she can't keep track of you. That's why she sent you to the princess. But Madam also instructed that you must study and practice calligraphy every day and not be lazy or slack off. She will check on you when she has time."
Jiang Miaomiao pouted and said "oh".
It's just like a kid who hates school but is forced to do homework.
Studying is fine.
But her mother herself was not good at writing, yet she insisted on making her practice writing well, and even entrusted the important task of teaching her to write to the princess.
The princess flowers weren't embroidered very well, but the characters were written in a very elegant and unrestrained style.
I heard that she was taught by her emperor father.
Indeed, parents throughout history have always been the same in hoping their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes.
It seems that my mother and Aunt Xiuxiu will be especially busy this year-end.
She'll be spending a lot of time with her princess mother, so practicing calligraphy is inevitable.
Xi'er helped the young mistress put on her coat and then began to comb her messy hair.
My little master is such a restless sleeper; his hair is so hard to manage every morning.
Then look at the princess who has been turning over in bed several times.
She had reason to suspect that the princess was pretending to be asleep.
If the princess wakes up first, the girl will definitely grab her and comb her hair.
If the princess doesn't comb her hair, the little one will say, "At home, my mother combs my hair and ties it into a bun every day."
Then the princess, as if injected with adrenaline, started to get into a tirade against the little girl's hair.
In this way, I don't have to practice calligraphy for most of the morning.
The girl went to great lengths to avoid practicing calligraphy.
But a princess is a princess after all; the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.
Just as Xi'er finished tying the girl's hair into a bun, Princess Yuqing sat up and walked over.
She smiled and said with her eyes crinkling, "Wow! Miaomiao got up so early. After you finish breakfast and practice your calligraphy, Mom will take you out to play."
Miao Miao's little face fell, then she raised her little head and gave a fawning smile.
"Mother, can I stop practicing calligraphy?"
"No, your maternal grandfather in the palace likes children who write well." Princess Yuqing smiled and pinched her daughter's cheek.
Jiang Miaomiao was taken aback.
This was the first time I had heard the princess's mother mention her maternal grandfather in the palace.
He's just the current emperor.
Come to think of it, she really did overlook this relationship.
Perhaps subconsciously, she felt that the emperor, whom she had never met and who was high above everyone else, was completely unrelated to her kind and gentle maternal grandfather.
Her ideal maternal grandfather should be like Mr. Cui, a somewhat serious old man who would have a kind face and talk to you about profound principles, and would also leave you good food.
Or perhaps it was your maternal grandfather, who lived far away on the frontier, whom you had never met, but who mentioned you in every letter home and always brought you various little trinkets.
After her maternal grandfather learned that she could write, he even wrote her a separate letter in his family correspondence.
As for the one in the palace, she felt very distant and unfamiliar.
I don't even know what they look like.
She looked up at Princess Yuqing with an innocent expression, "Mother, my maternal grandfather in the palace doesn't even know I exist, so why should I try to please him?"
Princess Yuqing: ...
She opened her mouth, but was somewhat speechless.
It seems reasonable.
There were several moments when she really had the urge to bring Miao Miao back to the palace to show her father and mother.
Yet, I nipped that idea in the bud countless times.
But subconsciously, she hoped that her father would like Miaomiao, so she couldn't help but want Miaomiao to cater to her father's preferences.
It's like all the children in the palace are taught by their respective mothers to please their fathers.
But Miaomiao is not like them.
Princess Yuqing quickly realized that her previous idea was flawed.
Her daughter doesn't have to please anyone.
She couldn't give her daughter status or position, but she could give her the freedom she wanted.
She held her daughter's little hand and said, "Miaomiao, if you don't want to write, then you won't write today."
"Really, we don't need to write anymore?" Xiao Miaomiao asked with delight.
"I'm not writing anymore, I'll take you to find your uncle." Princess Yuqing said, getting up to look for clothes and jewelry.
Jiang Miaomiao made a surprising discovery.
The princess, who usually goes out with a bare face and disheveled hair at home, and even likes to walk barefoot in the summer, has actually started to dress up carefully today.
They don't look like they're going to the palace.
When entering the palace, the princess was always dressed in her finest attire. Her clothes, jewelry, and even makeup were all taken care of by Granny Feng, so the princess hardly had to worry about anything.
All she has to do is sit there.
Those maids and nannies who combed the hair were very familiar with the etiquette and system of the palace and the princess's preferences.
The princesses don't even need to use their brains; they can dress up perfectly on their own.
Different occasions call for different clothes. The goal is not to be stunning, but to avoid making mistakes. Dignity and nobility are the hallmarks of the eldest princess of the Great Liang Dynasty.
However, today, all the dignified and noble princesses are unwanted.
She chose her own clothes and jewelry, and started to be picky about her makeup, changing outfits one after another.
Finally, she changed into a dress with a rather delicate color.
It looks pretty good, better than ever.
After the princess finished dressing up, she even dressed up her little daughter as well.
Miao Miao looked at her little jacket and the princess's dress; the colors and workmanship were exactly the same.
It's just obviously matching parent-child outfits.
Without a doubt, these two standing together are mother and daughter.
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