"Grandfather, my parrot flew away."
In the garden of the Prince Residence, Daomang pointed at the parrot flying back and forth among the flowers, stamping his feet anxiously.
"Don't worry, don't worry, grandfather will catch it for you right away."
Due to his love for comfort, the Prince had put on some weight over the years, but at this moment, in order to catch the parrot for his granddaughter, this usually slow-moving Prince moved with surprising agility.
Guided by Wang Manman, the second Madam of the Bai Family was heading towards Pingxi Hall. As they passed the garden and saw the Prince, with sweat on his forehead, catching the parrot for Princess Weiyuan's daughter, a look of regret flashed across her eyes again.
Why did she foolishly insist on competing with this little girl for that vanity box the day before yesterday?
