Tossed into the wolf's den!Zai Zai holds the space in his hands to survive the disaster year

Xie Suzhi's expression froze for a moment.

After a moment, he explained: "The maid who served my wife before said that when I went to your house, you were as old as my daughter."

"So, I speculate that your birthday is also in March."

When Shen Ningning heard this, his eyes were as bright as stars.

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

Grandma said that spring is a good season for the recovery of all things, full of vitality.

The little guy's heart was full of joy, she really hoped that her parents would see her now, growing up like a grass in spring.

Xie Suzhi smiled gently and touched her little head: "It's getting late, so Ning Ning should go to bed early."

"If you don't go to the Guoxue Institute for class tomorrow, your godfather will take you home, and bring something along the way, so we can visit Grandma Qin together."

When Shen Ningning smiled, the round almond eyes overflowed with light.

"Okay, godfather, brother, what a dream!" After saying that, she waved her little hand and entered the room.

Mu Chun and Wan Chunfu followed behind.

Served by two maids, Shen Ningning soaked in the bathtub filled with hot water.

The two maids were very responsible, and after several conversations, Shen Ningning learned that they were the same mother.

Mu Chun is her older sister, two years older than Wan Chun.

In comparison, late spring has a more lively and bold personality, while late spring is slightly quieter and more delicate.

Shen Ningning had a good chat with them, so she mischievously said: "Sister Chun, I will show you a breath-holding act."

Saying that, she took a deep breath, and then buried her whole body in the bathtub.

Mu Chun and Wan Chun looked at each other, and Wan Chun was the first to laugh: "Princess, you are really amazing."

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

Mu Chun looked suspiciously: "Princess? Are you paying me back?"

The little guy didn't answer. Suddenly, her limbs stretched limply and she surfaced.

"Ah——!" Wan Chun and Wan Chun screamed in unison. They both stretched out their hands and pulled Shen Ningning out.

"Princess!" Mu Chun's voice was almost crying.

Shen Ningning had a small pink face with her eyes tightly closed.

At this moment, she suddenly took a sip of water, then opened her watery eyes and smiled strangely.

"Don't be afraid! I'm not dizzy, and grandma is often frightened by me holding my breath like this."

Mu Chun and Wan Chun breathed a sigh of relief.

The cute little princess is really naughty, but it scared them both.

After washing, Mu Chun gently hugged Shen Ningning with a dry brocade cloth.

The little guy is pink and white all over. He has just taken a bath, and his black hair sticks to his fair face.

A pair of big watery eyes, stained with water, looked at Mu Chun obediently.

From time to time, he raised his hand and cooperated with her to help him get dressed.

Not to mention how well-behaved.

Like a beautiful porcelain doll that is quiet and quiet.

The bed has been laid out in late spring, with yellow pear wood and light blue gauze hanging outside the bed.

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

It can keep warm and cover without being heavy.

Under the corner of the bed, there is a small gold-plated copper incense burner, and the incense of agarwood, which calms the mind and sleeps, is wafting faintly.

All these riches and honors made Shen Ningning feel like a dream.

She didn't feel that she was unworthy, but the smell of agarwood seemed to be deeply embedded in her memory, and she didn't know when and where she had smelled it.

Make her feel at ease.

In late spring, he turned off the lights and came over to see the little man lying on his side, with his little hands under his pink face.

Those big eyes were half-opened, a little sleepy, and a little distracted.Mu Chun smiled gently, then sat on the couch and asked: "Princess, do you need a servant to tell you stories?"

Wanchun brought in two luminous pearls and placed them on both sides of the corner to illuminate.

This was specially ordered by Prime Minister Xie, because he was afraid that the princess would not get used to living here on the first night and was afraid of the dark.

Therefore, it must be bright, but not too bright, so as not to be dazzling.

When the night pearl appeared, the warm Huayao filled the room, as if being in the soft waves of flowing gold, rippling with the breeze.

Shen Ningning's voice was waxy: "Sister Muchun, I don't want to hear stories, I want to hear your stories about your past."

In late spring, we sat on the foot couch together, and the two maids guarded the little guy on the bed.

The two of them smiled, and Wan Chun said: "The mother of the servants and servants is the wife's dowry maid."

"Ma'am? She's the godmother, right?" the little guy asked.

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

After they said it, Shen Ningning knew that the late Mrs. Xie was thoughtful and had excellent medical skills.

As he talked, the topic continued in a contemplative manner.

According to Wuchun, their mother had a difficult delivery and narrowly escaped death when she gave birth to Wanchun.

It was Shen Siyi who took out a few unremarkable grasses from nowhere, and rescued the mother and daughter in one fell swoop.

No matter what kind of intractable disease, when it comes to meditation, it is something that can be cured with a few bowls of medicinal soup.

Not only that, when Shen Siyi was alive, she has been committed to emphasizing the equality of men and women.

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

She would take care of any woman in the capital who suffered domestic violence or was kicked out of her husband's house because she could not have children, as long as she came to Shen Siyi.

"It's a pity that such a good lady has such a bad life." Wan Chun said, tears streaming down her face.

Mu Chun patted her and signaled her not to lose her manners in front of the princess.

Wan Chun wiped away her tears, wanted to change the subject, and said, "The princess is destined to be with the lord and his wife, and they even look four to five points alike."

Mu Chun helplessly reprimanded softly: "Wan Chun!"

How can the pot not be opened to mention which pot.

The princess's biological parents have both passed away, and if you still say these words, don't you mention other people's sad things?

Wan Chun hastily apologized: "Princess, this servant was unintentional, please forgive me."

Shen Ningning blinked her dark eyes, her snow-white cheeks were filled with rosiness.

She smiled sweetly, dimpled slightly: "Sister Wanchun, you don't need to apologize, it's something to be happy to be like a godfather and godmother!"

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

Mu Chun and Wan Chun immediately got up, tightened the quilt for Shen Ningning, and removed the aloes.

"The princess is sleeping peacefully, and the servants and servants will take turns to watch the night outside. If you need it, call the servants." After saying that, the two of them put down the curtain and left.

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

Doubts in the heart are like scattered dust.

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

The next day.

Shen Ningning didn't need to go to a foreign school, Xie Suzhi asked people to put many gifts on the carriage, and wanted to go with her to visit Grandma Qin.

Xie Suzhi also did not forget to reward the wolves, and ordered someone to pull a cart of fresh meat and bones to follow.

Shen Ningning didn't see Xie Mingxu, so he asked curiously: "Godfather, brother, won't you go 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 elder brother won't go, he will enter the palace today to participate in handling the border deserters." He replied with a gentle smile.

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

Their carriage drove away in a hurry.

Not long after, Mrs. Xie and her maid boarded the carriage with a sneaky figure and left in the opposite direction.