The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 1259

Chapter 1259: Chapter 1068: Seize the Opportunity

In the Imperial Garden, the Emperor and Prince Ping each held a child in their arms, carefully soothing them. After the twins stopped crying, the Emperor cast a dissatisfied glance at Noble Consort An.

"It was I who ordered the children to play in the Imperial Garden—are you planning to punish me along with them?"

"Children being a bit mischievous is perfectly normal. You’re already a grandmother, so why are you still fussing over a three-year-old child? Truly, the older you get, the more regressive you become. Go back to your palace and reflect thoroughly."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the likes of Consort Xian.

"And you lot—none of you tried to intervene, just standing by and watching the drama unfold like it was entertainment. You lack the dignity of a palace mistress. All of you should return to your rooms and reflect for me."

The Emperor, having heard of the incident, was genuinely angry.

Of the twins, while he had a particular fondness for Daomang who resembled her birth mother closely, he also cherished Daomiao, who was fostered with the Gu Family. On hearing that Daomiao had been encircled and captured by palace maids, the thought of the little one’s helplessness pained him deeply.

After finishing, he paid no heed to the darkened expressions of the four consorts and departed the Imperial Garden, carrying an still-sniffling Daomang.

Prince Ping let out a cold snort, then followed suit with Daomiao in his arms.

Perched on their Imperial Grandfather’s and Grandfather’s shoulders, Daomang and Daomiao exchanged a glance, their eyes glinting with a light of satisfaction. Then, they pretended to look pitiful, resting their little heads meekly.

The four consorts, publicly reprimanded by the Emperor, felt as though they had swallowed flies, the news spreading swiftly across all corners like it had wings.

When the Crown Prince and his brothers heard, they rubbed their temples, feeling exasperated.

Now was a pivotal moment in deciding the successor to the throne. Their father’s attitude toward each of them was extremely critical. Yet their mothers had chosen this timing to provoke his anger—a truly unwise move.

Meanwhile, down in the Southern Study Hall, Daozi continued practicing his calligraphy, completely unbothered by the probing stares thrown his way from various quarters.

At this moment, he was remarkably composed. His younger siblings might cry, but crying children get rewarded. Moreover, with Grandfather present—even if Grandfather weren’t there—his siblings would ensure no harm came to him.

After all, the Emperor was standing in their corner; as for Daozi himself, he simply had no need to fret uselessly.

The instructor above observed Daozi’s concentrated effort, undeterred by external distractions, and nodded with satisfaction, silently giving him high marks.

Elsewhere, after returning to Qianqing Palace, the twins pouted their lips sky-high and chimed in with Prince Ping, clamoring to return home.

Naturally, the Emperor refused. He consoled them patiently and brought out many delicate toys and trinkets to appease the twins. Only then were the two little ones placated and stopped making a fuss about wanting to leave the palace.

Having received their coveted treasures, the twins brightened up immediately. Light-hearted, cheerful laughter soon echoed again within Qianqing Palace.

At this point, everyone in the palace understood one thing clearly: these two little ancestors could not be trifled with. Should anyone make them cry, even the Emperor would have to set aside his imperial dignity to coax them.

Noble Consort An and Consort Xian, however, felt as bitter as if they’d swallowed flies.

In the afternoon, after his lessons concluded, as soon as Daozi walked out of the Southern Study Hall, he grabbed Xiao Moreng’s hand, declaring, "Let’s go, Fourth Brother! Let’s go together to greet Imperial Grandfather!"

He had already learned a thing or two. After entering the palace, he noticed everyone was currying favor with Imperial Grandfather. Slowly, he came to understand that getting his ever-protective Fourth Brother to show his face more often in front of Imperial Grandfather could only do him good. Naturally, Daozi wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip by.

Xiao Moreng hesitated, his expression showing a hint of reluctance. "Fourth Brother finds it improper to visit Qianqing Palace—that’s Imperial Grandfather’s office and resting place. I shouldn’t disrupt him."

Daozi thought for a moment before firmly disagreeing: "How could you call that disruption? Imperial Grandfather is Fourth Brother’s grandfather—visiting Imperial Grandfather to pay respects after lessons is wholly appropriate!"

This statement left Xiao Moreng momentarily stunned.

Daozi pressed on: "It’s true, Fourth Brother, I’m not lying to you. Every time my younger siblings and I go to greet Old Ancestor, he’s always delighted. If you visit him, Imperial Grandfather will surely be happy, too."

Daozi’s words gave Xiao Moreng pause. Did he yearn to be close to his Imperial Grandfather? The answer was undoubtedly yes.

Quite the opposite, given his father’s suffering from hearing loss, Xiao Moreng was even more eager than his cousins to garner Imperial Grandfather’s attention for the sake of upholding their household.

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