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Meng Fuyao stared at the sesame seed for half a second then raised her head and smiled slightly, saying, ”Has the wild cat from upstairs snuck into my courtyard?”

”It's me, it's me, it's me, it's me!” The leaves shook with a swishing noise, and a round face, accompanied by two round eyes, a round mouth, a round chin, and two round ears appeared.

Meng Fuyao's mind went blank. 'Has Doraemon also crossed time?'

Doraemon smiled at the seven sesame seed biscuits that Meng Fuyao was revealing and said sweetly, ”Hehe… How come sister's biscuits are always tastier than the ones at my place?”

Meng Fuyao's vision turned black again. 'Don't tell me this is also what the Empress Dowager is using to select concubines, isn't this way too unusual…

'Wait a moment, the youngest concubine candidate was General Yang's youngest daughter, the sixteen-year-old, Tang Yiguang…'

The sesame seeds above her head continued to fall as Tang Yiguang version Doraemon spoke incoherently while chewing her biscuit.

Meng Fuyao hurriedly jumped away from her area of attack and heard her say, ”Hehe… Sister, your chest is so big… How did you grow it…”

Meng Fuyao lowered her head and stared at her chest. 'It can't be? I'm a 34B, but why am I looking at a 36D at least, and the other is probably 38E; I haven't even reached the courtyard door, but my chest has already reached the front of the bed, how did Tang Yiguang grow her eyes?'

Doraemon was still stupidly and blindly investigating, ”Hehe… How did you grow them…”

Meng Fuyao was about to fall apart. 'This person should seriously be sent to childcare, not the imperial palace.'

The crumbs above her head fell even more vigorously; there seemed to be a hole in Tang Yiguang's chin, and crumbs kept falling as she ate. Even more, she used a fishing rod to hook the biscuits—previously she had used this method and soundlessly taken another biscuit.

Meng Fuyao glared at the frightening hook swaying around her head, deathly afraid that this girl would carelessly hook an ear or something, so she hurriedly offered all the biscuits above her and said, ”Can you please come down and eat, any more and my neck would be full of your sesame seed crumbs.”

Tang Yiguang giggled and stuffed the biscuit swiftly into her mouth. With a gurgle, she miraculously swallowed the biscuit which was larger than her palm and jumped down. She raised her head to look at Meng Fuyao and asked, ”Is there any more?”

Meng Fuyao had seen the way she jumped down. 'She actually knows martial arts', she thought as her eyes flashed. Waving her hands, she smiled and said, ”Yes, there is, but you have to tell me, why did you run up the tree?”

”Looking at my home…” Tang Yiguang licked the sesame seed crumbs on her fingers, looking nothing like a sixteen-year-old but more like a six-year-old. ”If I sit high enough, I can see my home,” she said. Then, she blinked several times, and tears began to form in her eyes as she suddenly said tearfully, ”I miss home…”

Her eyes roamed around Meng Fuyao's chest, revealing a 'This lady looks a lot like mummy, can I depend on her' expression…

Meng Fuyao jumped up and said hastily, ”Little An, bring a basket of biscuits to stop Lady Tang's tears…” Then, she lifted her skirt and began to run—she had seen the girl's furtive expression and was terrified that this girl who looked as if she still craved for milk would suddenly bite her chest in search for comfort…

She burrowed into the courtyard and shut the door, releasing a sigh as she leaned against the door. It was the first time she felt the feeling of ”meeting one's match”, damnit, she still thought she was peerless in the Xuanyuan imperial palace, and she could easily overcome anyone or anything that came her way. Yet, today she met a Doraemon who had her completely shut down.

Beside her, someone was chuckling softly. Meng Fuyao turned around and saw Shadow Blade laughing as he leaned against the door watching her, laughing. Her face reddened, and she thought, 'Could he have seen what happened earlier? We're still separated by a courtyard.'

However, she heard Shadow Blade say, ”… That kid really doesn't have a good eye for things…”

Meng Fuyao turned around angrily and shot back, ”Bigger than yours is good enough!”

With a thud, Lord Yuan Bao's biscuit fell from its paws in shock…

Shadow Blade was speechless for a moment, his pale face actually flushing slightly and Meng Fuyao realized that she said something wrong again, and her brain began to spin as she thought of any way to salvage the situation. Swallowing, she tried to escape into the room, but Shadow Blade was blocking the door. As Meng Fuyao attempted to slip past him, he suddenly reached out a hand and stopped her.

He was tall in stature and blocked the door completely, and with his hand up, Meng Fuyao couldn't squeeze past at all, instead, knocking into his chest. She tried to move away, but he had already held onto her waist tightly as he leaned his head against her hair and said softly, ”I once tried not to go near you… All I can bring you are deceit and darkness…”