Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds 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 guess your birthday is also in March.”

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

“It turns out 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 one's heart was filled with joy. She really hoped that her parents would see her growing up like grass in spring.

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

“If you don’t go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences tomorrow, your godfather will take you home, bring something along the way, and visit Grandma Qin together.”

 When Shen Ningning smiled, her round, almond-shaped eyes overflowed with light.

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

Late Spring and Late Spring Fu followed behind.

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

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

 Wuchun is the elder sister, two years older than Wanchun.

 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 time chatting with them, so she said mischievously: "Sister Chun, let me show you how to hold your breath."

As she spoke, she took a deep breath, and then buried her entire body in the tub.

 Wuchun and Wanchun looked at each other, and Wanchun was the first to laugh: "Princess, you are really awesome."

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

 Wuchun looked suspiciously: "Princess? Can't you afford it?"

The little one 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!” Wuchun’s voice was almost crying.

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

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

“Don’t be afraid! I’m not dizzy. Grandma is often frightened by me holding my breath.”

 Late spring and late spring suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

 The cute little princess was so naughty, but she frightened them both.

 After washing, Munchun gently picked up 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 drops, looked at Du Chun obediently.

From time to time, he raised his hand to cooperate with her in helping him get dressed.

 Not to mention how well-behaved he is.

 Like a beautiful porcelain doll that is neither noisy nor fussy.

 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 are three layers of soft cushions, and the thin goose feather bedding is warm and soft.

 It can keep warm and cover you without being heavy.

Under the corner of the bed, there is a small gilt copper incense burner. The agarwood incense that calms the mind and sleeps is faintly floating in the smoke.

 All this wealth and honor made Shen Ningning feel like she was in 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, I turned off the lights and walked over to see the little man lying on his side with his little hands under his rosy face.

The big eyes were half-opened, looking a little sleepy and a little distracted. Late spring smiled gently, sat on the couch and asked, "Princess, do you need a slave to tell you a story?"

 In late spring, I brought in two night-light pearls and placed them on both sides of the corner to illuminate them.

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

 So it should be bright, but not too bright to avoid dazzling the eyes.

When the night pearl appears, the room is filled with warm brilliance, as if you are in the soft waves of flowing gold, rippling with the breeze.

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

 In late spring, we were sitting on the foot couch together, with two maids guarding the little guy on the bed.

They both smiled, and Wan Chun said, "The mother of these two slaves is my wife's maid."

"Madam? She is the godmother, right?" the little guy asked.

Wuchun 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 about it, Shen Ningning found out that the late Mrs. Xie was thoughtful and had excellent medical skills.

As he continued to talk, the topic continued in a contemplative manner.

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

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

No matter what kind of difficult disease it is, when it comes to contemplation, it can be cured by just a few bowls of medicinal soup.

Not only that, Shen Siyi has been committed to emphasizing equality between men and women while he was alive.

 She encouraged her husband, Prime Minister Xie, to fight for fairness for women when participating 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 was unable to have children. All she had to do was come to Shen Yi.

"It's a pity that such a good lady has such a bad life." Wan Chun said, tears falling.

 Muchun patted her and signaled her not to lose her rules in front of the princess.

Wan Chun wiped away her tears and wanted to change the subject, saying: "The princess is destined to be with you and your wife. They even look similar."

Late Chun reprimanded gently in helplessness: "Late Chun!"

　　Why don't you open which pot and pick up which pot?

The princess's biological parents have passed away, so if she still says these words, isn't it bringing up other people's sadness?

Wan Chun hurriedly apologized: "Princess, I did not do this unintentionally. Please forgive me."

Shen Ningning blinked her black eyes, her snow-white cheeks filled with pink.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Sister Wan Chun, you don't need to apologize. It's a joy to be able to be like your godfather and godmother!"

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

 Luchun and Wanchun immediately got up, tightened the quilt for Shen Ningning, and removed the agarwood incense.

"The princess is sleeping peacefully, and the slaves and others are taking turns keeping watch outside. If you need anything, just call the slaves." After saying that, they 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 my 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 did not need to go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Xie Suzhi asked people to put many gifts on the carriage and 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 she asked curiously: "Godfather, won't brother come 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 is not going. He is going to the palace today to take part in dealing with deserters on the border." He replied with a gentle smile.

However, when Shen Ningning heard the word deserter, she couldn't help biting her lower lip and twisting the corners 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 somewhat sneaky figure and left in the opposite direction.