Bai Fengqing widened his eyes and pointed at Bai Zhi’er: "Little sister is even smaller, only as big as a radish head, and yet she got so much from you?!"
Bai Daoyan pursed his lips: "Little sister is a girl, it’s different from you."
The Fifth Heir, Bai Fengqing, was silent.
The Third Young Master, Bai Yaoyu, nodded: "Mother said that when grandfather was alive, he was discontented with the house full of boys, saying that if there was a daughter, she would be our Bai family’s most treasured little golden lump."
"Starting from Uncle Wang and all the way down to our unmarried uncle, Zhi’er is truly our family’s only golden lump, isn’t she?"
Bai Fengqing walked to Bai Zhi’er’s side.
He cleared his throat lightly: "Little sister, Fourth Brother just gave you such a big New Year present, it’s made Fifth Brother embarrassed to take out what I prepared."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her round black eyes: "It’s okay, Fifth Brother, whatever you give, Zhi’er will like it!"
Bai Fengqing glanced at the surrounding brothers, feeling a little embarrassed.
But he couldn’t resist his sister’s expectant starry eyes.
Finally, he took out a palm-sized long brocade box from his sleeve.
Opening the box, there were two butterfly hairpins made of rabbit fur inside.
The craftsmanship was extremely exquisite, with fluffy white rabbit fur surrounding a butterfly shape outlined in gold thread.
The delicate rabbit fur fluttered lightly with the wind, as if the butterfly was about to take off at any moment!
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes widened with delight: "Wow!"
Her dark eyes shimmered with adoration.
"So beautiful! Fifth Brother, I love it, put it on Zhi’er quickly~"
Bai Fengqing pinned the rabbit fur hairpins into the little girl’s hair, one on each side.
Instantly, Bai Zhi’er’s already cute little face looked even more animated.
With her movements, the rabbit fur on her head swayed slightly, like a little fairy who accidentally wandered into the mortal world, full of innocence.
Bai Xuanmo raised an eyebrow slightly: "Fifth Brother does have deft hands; what he made suits little sister very well."
Bai Zhi’er was even more surprised, her face continually smiling sweetly: "So it’s Fifth Brother who made it himself?"
The Fifth Heir, Bai Fengqing, nodded, scratching the back of his head a little shyly.
"I haven’t done this for a long time, my hands are a bit rusty. I originally wanted to make a hairpin of Chang’e hugging a rabbit and sleeping in Yue Palace for you, but after several attempts, I kept failing, so I had to make something simpler. I’m glad you like it."
Bai Zhi’er was in awe, she ran over to hold Bai Fengqing’s hand, her little face full of admiration.
"Fifth Brother, how can you do everything!"
The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, chuckled lightly: "Fifth Brother is skilled at crafting, anything in his hands becomes lifelike."
"But, Father thinks that, as a man, it’s not very manly to always make hairpins and such, so he doesn’t allow him to play with them often."
Bai Zhi’er’s long eyelashes fluttered, but she said: "Fifth Brother, if you love this and are interested, Zhi’er supports you in continuing with it!"
"If Third Uncle doesn’t allow it, you tell Zhi’er, and I’ll give him a talking to!"
Bai Fengqing heard this, and immediately laughed heartily: "Then I should thank little sister for protecting me first?"
The little girl, her brows and eyes exuding cleverness and cuteness: "Mm! I’ll protect all the brothers!"
With some time before the meal, the four brothers accompanied the little girl to wander in the Imperial Garden.
They walked further and further away, and at this time, they passed through a Gate, inside which seemed to be a garden.
And hanging at the entrance was a plaque with the words "Orange Garden."
Bai Zhi’er paused her little feet.
Huh? They actually walked to the place where she and Brother Juzi met.
But why is it so far from the stone forest she often visits?
At this time, looking in from the doorway, the Orange Garden was desolate, not a single palace attendant in sight.
The orange trees appeared barren.
Bai Zhi’er pouted: "The oranges are gone too, were they all picked?"
Bai Xuanmo, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but laugh: "Little Ball, these trees in Orange Garden were left from the former dynasty, they have been neglected for a long time, and didn’t bear fruit this year."