Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Chapter 203 Madam, Shen Siyi

Xie Suzhi's face froze for a moment.

After a moment, he explained: "The maid who served my wife said that when she went to your house, your age was the same as my daughter's."

"So, I guess your birthday is also in March."

Shen Ningning's eyes were bright as stars after hearing this.

"So I was born in March~ It's spring!"

Grandma said that spring is a good season for all things to revive and full of vitality.

The little girl was full of joy. She really hoped that her parents would see her now, and she was growing up like the grass in spring.

Xie Suzhi smiled gently and touched her little head: "It's getting late, Ningning should rest early."

"I won't go to the National Academy for class tomorrow. Godfather will take you home and bring some things to visit Grandma Qin together."

Shen Ningning smiled, and her round almond eyes overflowed with light.

"Okay, godfather, brother, sweet dreams!" After that, she waved her little hand and went into the room.

Muchun and Wanchun followed behind.

Shen Ningning soaked in a tub filled with hot water with the help of two maids.

The two maids were very dutiful. After several conversations, Shen Ningning learned that they had the same mother.

Muchun was the elder sister, two years older than Wanchun.

In comparison, Wanchun was more lively and bold, while Muchun was a little more quiet and delicate.

Shen Ningning was happy chatting with them, so she said mischievously: "Two sisters Chun, I will show you a breath-holding show."

As she said that, she took a deep breath, and then buried her whole body in the tub.

Muchun and Wanchun looked at each other, and Wanchun laughed first: "Princess, you are really amazing."

However, after a while, the little girl didn't get up.

Muchun showed a suspicious look: "Princess? Can't get up?"

The little girl didn't answer, and suddenly, she stretched her limbs softly and floated to the surface of the water.

"Ah——!" Muchun and Wanchun screamed in unison, and they both reached out and pulled Shen Ningning out.

"Princess!" Muchun's voice was almost crying.

Shen Ningning had a pink face with her eyes closed.

At this moment, she suddenly spit out a mouthful of water, then opened her watery and bright eyes and smiled mischievously.

"Don't be afraid! I didn't faint, and grandma is often scared by my breath holding like this."

Muchun and Wanchun breathed a sigh of relief.

The cute little princess was so naughty that she scared them.

After washing, Muchun gently picked up Shen Ningning with a dry brocade cloth.

The little guy was pink and tender all over. He had just taken a bath, and the black hair was attached to his fair face.

A pair of big watery eyes, stained with water droplets, looked at Muchun obediently.

From time to time, he raised his hands to help her put on clothes.

Don't mention how well-behaved he was.

Like a beautiful porcelain doll that doesn't make any noise.

Wanchun has already made the bed. Outside the yellow pear wood step-out bed, a light blue shark tulle is hanging.

On the bed, there are three layers of soft cushions, and the thin goose feather quilt is warm and soft.

It can keep warm and is not heavy to cover.

Under the corner of the bed, there is a small gilded copper incense burner, and the water-sinking incense that calms the mind and sleep is floating in the air.

All this wealth makes Shen Ningning feel like she is in a dream.

She doesn't feel that she is unworthy, but the smell of this water-sinking incense seems to be deeply rooted in her memory, and she doesn't know when and where she has smelled it.

It makes her feel at ease.

Muchun turned off the candles and walked over to see the little man lying on his side, with his little hand under his pink face.

The big eyes were half open, with a little sleepiness and a little distraction.

Muchun smiled gently, then sat on the footstool and asked, "Princess, do you need me to tell you a story?"

Wanchun brought in two night-shining pearls and placed them on both sides of the wall to illuminate.

This was specially ordered by Prime Minister Xie, because he was afraid that the princess would not adapt to the dark on the first night.

So it should be bright, but not too bright to avoid glare.

When the night-shining pearls appeared, the room was filled with warm brilliance, as if you were in the soft waves of flowing gold, rippling with the breeze.

Shen Ningning said in a soft voice: "Sister Muchun, I don't want to hear stories, I want to hear you talk about your past."

Wanchun sat on the footstool together, and the two maids guarded the little guy on the bed.

They smiled, and Wanchun said: "The mother of the two servants is the maid of the lady's dowry."

"Madam? That's godmother, right?" the little guy asked.

Muchun nodded: "Madam is very kind and gentle. When I think of her, I feel that all the beautiful words in the world are not worthy of her."

After they talked, Shen Ningning knew that the late Madam Xie, Shen Siyi, was a great doctor.

As they talked, the topic followed Shen Siyi's past and continued.

According to Muchun, their mother had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to Wanchun and was almost dead.

It was Shen Siyi who took out a few inconspicuous grasses from somewhere and saved the mother and daughter in an instant.

No matter what kind of difficult disease, when it comes to Shen Siyi, it can be cured with a few bowls of medicine soup.

Not only that, when Shen Siyi was alive, she had always been committed to emphasizing gender equality.

She encouraged her husband, Prime Minister Xie, to fight for fairness for women when he participated in all political decisions.

Which woman in the capital suffered domestic violence or was driven out of her husband's family because she could not have children, as long as she came to Shen Siyi, she would take care of it.

"It's a pity that such a good lady is so unlucky." Wanchun said, tears falling.

Muchun patted her, signaling her not to lose her manners in front of the princess.

Wanchun wiped away her tears and tried to change the subject, saying: "The princess is destined to be with you and the lady, and they even look four or five points similar."

Muchun helplessly scolded: "Wanchun!"

Why are you talking about something else?

The princess's biological parents have passed away, and she still said these words. Isn't it bringing up other people's sad things?

Wanchun hurriedly apologized: "Princess, I didn't mean it, please forgive me."

Shen Ningning blinked her black eyes, and her snow-white cheeks were full of pink.

She smiled sweetly, with a shallow dimple: "Sister Wanchun, you don't have to apologize. It's a happy thing to be like my godfather and godmother!"

As she said, she rubbed her eyes: "Well, I'm a little sleepy."

Muchun and Wanchun immediately got up, tightened the quilt for Shen Ningning, and removed the Shenshuixiang.

"Princess, please sleep. We will take turns to keep watch outside. If you need anything, call us." After saying that, the two of them lowered the curtain and left.

After they left, Shen Ningning opened her eyes and stared at the bed curtain in a daze.

The doubts in her heart were like scattered dust.

If she was not Uncle Xie's biological daughter, why did she dream of being gently held by her mother, and there were words on the wall saying "peace of mind"?

The next day.

Shen Ningning didn't have to go to the National Academy. Xie Suzhi had people load many gifts on the carriage and go with her to visit Grandma Qin.

Xie Suzhi also didn't forget to reward the wolf pack, and ordered people to pull a carriage of fresh meat and bones to follow behind.

Shen Ningning didn't see Xie Mingxu, so she asked curiously: "Godfather, isn't my brother going with us?"

Xie Suzhi gathered her clothes. It was cool in autumn today, and he always felt that Shen Ningning was wearing too little.

"Your brother won't go. He has to go to the palace today to help deal with deserters on the border." He answered with a gentle smile.

However, when Shen Ningning heard the word "deserter", she couldn't help biting her lower lip and twisting her clothes with her hands guiltily.

Their carriage rolled away.

Not long after, Madam Xie II and her maid boarded the carriage in a somewhat sneaky manner and left in the opposite direction.

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