After Being Scolded as a Crow's Mouth, the Emperor Asked Me to Be the Imperial Advisor

The pretty little dumpling will "tell fortunes" in a coquettish voice as long as he meets someone's gaze. "Little lady, please don't go to Leyouyuan today, be careful of rotten peach blossoms." "Old man, your car is about to fall over." "Fat man, come into the house quickly, be careful not to be hit by heavy objects." The cute lady thought she was so cute and decisively chose not to go to Leyouyuan. The old man whose car rolled down thought he had met a little fairy boy. The shopkeeper Qian, who was called Fat Man, ignored the kid's words and was hit on the shoulder by a falling signboard in less than a quarter of an hour. "What a bad luck. Where did the crow's mouth come from?" Until that night the fire engulfed everything. She lay on her senior brother's back and looked towards the official road with tears in her eyes. A luxurious carriage came slowly. "Brother, stop it!" Xiaoyao wiped away her tears and said, "The people in the car are super rich!" From then on, two little kids with their own thoughts, one hugged the other as his thigh, and the other regarded the other as a little blessing.