Ning Ning, who had just turned two months old, burped, and the agate cup in the cold-faced fourth master's hand cracked on the spot.
[Amma is still laughing. There is an ambush buried in the hunting ground in the western suburbs. Three days later, Eniang's sweet fruit dew will be poisonous, and my brother will not survive this winter!
In her previous life, she was the chief financial officer. When she was reborn during the Kangxi period, she became the little princess of Prince Yong's palace.
She can't speak, but she can see through people's hearts; every time she complains in her heart, the fourth master hears it clearly.
As a result, he was ambushed and killed in the hunting ground, the poisonous fruit dew was sent back the same way, and his enemies overturned one after another.
Fujin doted on her to the heavens, his brothers lined up to give her treasures, and the cold-faced fourth master rushed to hold the baby every day.
But Ning Ning's next words actually lead to a secret decree that could rewrite the outcome of the heirloom——
