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Chapter 530: Chapter 529: Grandmother’s Insight_1
“No need, there’s no need for a spoon when drinking porridge.”
Lin Qingluo laughed lightly and calmly picked up her chopsticks, as if she didn’t notice Qinghe’s embarrassment.
“Miss, that girl Zizhu has clumsy hands and feet. She broke a bowl while holding a dish…”
Qinghe looked grateful and tried to persuade her mistress. When her eyes fell on her own dropped spoon, her face turned red.
“How old is she? Just an eight or nine-year-old girl, she doesn’t know any better. We can teach her slowly.”
Lin Qingluo smiled indifferently, picked up a bun and took a bite.
“It’s her good fortune that Miss values her.”
Qinghe smiled awkwardly: “Qinghe will talk to Nanny Sun about this later and have her arrange someone to replace Zizhu in sweeping the yard.”
“Alright.”
Lin Qingluo nodded in satisfaction, focusing on her meal and no longer speaking.
Qinghe stood by, feeling awkward, and closed her mouth.
*
The small morning incident did not disturb Lin Qingluo’s mood. After breakfast, she went to the Autumn Frost Residence to visit the Old Master first.
Seeing that the Old Master’s complexion was still good and he had slept well during the night, she felt relieved and chatted with him for a while before excusing herself and leaving.
After leaving the Autumn Frost Residence, she went to the Drunken Frost Residence on the way to pay her respects to her grandfather and grandmother.
When she entered, Little Twelve and Little Thirteen were having their breakfast.
Seeing their sister arrive, they were both very happy, put down their bowls, and ran happily towards her, circling around her.
The Duchess of Zhen, having seen her beloved granddaughter early in the morning, was no longer grumpy, her brows and eyes relaxed, hugging her soft and fragrant granddaughter and not wanting to let go.
“Grandma, I can’t accompany you today.”
Lin Qingluo fully enjoyed the family affection she had missed for ten years and snuggled in the old lady’s arms: “Xuan’er wants to go out of the palace to play, and asked me to take him on an outing outside the city.”
“Qingluo, Xuan’er is a prince, and it’s not so easy for him to get out of the palace. Does the person on the dragon throne agree?”
The Duchess of Zhen was very dissatisfied with the Empress and didn’t even bother to call her ‘Your Majesty’.
“It’s fine as long as the Noble Lord agrees.”
Lin Qingluo laughed playfully, liking the old lady’s straightforward character.
Although sometimes it was indeed a bit unreasonable.
“Him? Humph…”
The old lady had an even worse impression of the Noble Lord, snorting heavily through her nose, not pleased with her granddaughter’s interactions with him.
“Xuan’er is a good child.”
Lin Qingluo touched her nose awkwardly: “He is different from his Empress Mother and father.”
“What can an eight-year-old child understand?”
The old lady realized her beloved granddaughter’s embarrassment and her tone softened a little: “Of course, he is different from those manipulative adults.”
“Grandma is wise.”
Lin Qingluo let out a quiet sigh of relief.
The old lady smiled: “Will you be outside all day today? Will you come back for lunch?”
Lin Qingluo shook her head with a smile: “I probably won’t be back for lunch. I’ll try to come back before evening.”
“Alright, let Jinyun and Jinlong accompany you.”
The old lady sighed slightly in regret, then exhorted earnestly: “Be careful on the way, don’t get too absorbed in playing, and don’t miss dinner time.”
“Mhm.”
Lin Qingluo nodded obediently: “I know, I’ll be careful and come back on time.”
“Sister, sister, we want to go out with you too.”
Little Twelve and Little Thirteen, the two little ones with sharp ears, heard the conversation between their sister and grandmother and hurried over.
Each of them grabbed one of their sister’s arms, shaking her persistently, and begging her to take them along.
One was three years old, and the other, four years old – both couldn’t ride horses yet.
Lin Qingluo was at her wit’s end and gave her grandmother a pleading look for help.