The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 482 Opportunity
Suddenly, something bumped into the calf lightly. Looking down, it was a round ball made of satin fabrics of various colors.

Curiously squatting down to pick it up, just as he held it in his hand, a clear and clear child's voice came.

A braided little girl hurriedly approached, blinking a pair of big black and white eyes.

"Your?" As soon as the words came out, he smiled helplessly.

Just as she didn't understand the meaning of the sentence just now, the child must also be puzzled.

Unexpectedly, the little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Are you from the Central Plains?"

The characters are well-spoken and the semantics are clear.

She and Liu Zhenzhen exchanged a surprised look.

The girl who was about six or seven years old giggled, and the little adult seemed to have to explain: "Even the three-year-old Qiqige can speak a few words, my father ordered us to learn."

It turned out that she was the daughter of King Xiaoyang.

She brushed off the dust and handed the ball: "This kind of cloth ball is not suitable for playing on the ground."

As soon as the pebbles roll, they become dirty and broken.

"But, they only do this." The girl pursed her lips in distress, "Zhana doesn't like playing with small wooden swords and ponies."

The little girl is cute and can speak the Central Plains dialect, so she naturally felt a little closer, and said softly:

"No beanbags, windmills or kites?"

Zhana shook her head three times in a row, her big eyes revealing deep anticipation.

"Beautiful sister, can you do it?"

She is sure that the girl's mother must be a kind person, and she is definitely not something that King Xiaoyang can teach.

"Zana—Zana—"

An old nanny came looking for her out of breath, followed by a woman with a big belly.

"Wait a minute."

Zhana tugged at the hem of her clothes, gave a solemn warning, and jumped towards her mother.

After chattering for a while, the woman raised her face and smiled at her.

"Cousin, look at this belly." Liu Zhenzhen whispered, "I think your chance has come."

This woman has a healthy body and a bulging belly, which stretches her loose robe slightly tight.

"Hello, thank you for taking care of Zhana." Although the woman's Central Plains dialect was blunt, she was fluent. "My name is Toya."

"Hello." She saluted back, "Su Yingchun, this is my cousin, Liu Zhenzhen."

The three women reported their families, and after a few pleasantries, it was unknown who started the conversation, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became.

"Stop standing there, go to my tent." Toya warmly invited.

The maid who had been waiting beside her without speaking suddenly bowed and said, "Second Madam, no."

Toya was startled for a moment, and then she realized it. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

She broke the silence and said, "If you don't mind, come and sit in our tent."

As long as they don't go out of the restricted area, the maid has no objection and retreats indifferently.

"Okay."

Toya immediately responded readily, and turned to explain a few words to the old mother.

Zhana obediently took Grandma and waved her little hand:
"Goodbye, beautiful sister. I hope that one day, I can play with the things you said."

She smiled and said, "I won't let you wait too long."

There is no round table to sit around in Xiaoyang's tent, the spacious bed is lifted up, covered with cotton cloth, and placed with small tables, it becomes an excellent place to receive guests.

The maid served crisp milk tea, and Toya was about to take a sip to quench her thirst, she hesitated and said:
"Is this also brewed with tea?"

"Ah, yes, Xiaoyang's specialty brick tea, boiled with milk and ghee."

"Then you'd better drink less, or not at all."

If ordinary people persuade like this, it is impolite behavior here.

But her expression was serious and gentle, Toya didn't feel the slightest bit of displeasure, only a little strange.

(End of this chapter)