In a side hall of the palace, Lee Yu reclined on a soft couch and held a teacup with her fingers. She said mockingly, "When I'm tired, there's a pillow behind me. When I'm thirsty, there's a few cups of tea. It's naturally a good thing that things can be done."
The little eunuch in front of her lowered his head and did not dare to reply.
Lee Yu was the biological daughter of the former Empress. She grew up in the palace and was intelligent and well-behaved. She was favored by many people and gained more respect from the people of the Tang Empire because of her marriage to the grassland. Many people in the imperial court thought highly of her, so no matter what happened inside or outside the palace, she was always the first to know.
"What else did the Empress say?"
The little eunuch still did not dare to raise his head and reported softly, "Her Majesty said that she would support Mrs. Zeng to recognize her daughter. But since Sangsang has served Ning Que for so many years, she naturally has feelings for him. She asked the Grand Secretary's Mansion not to be impulsive and break off this relationship."
Hearing this, Lee Yu frowned slightly, remembering the rift between her and the human world when she stood up by the bonfire at the entrance of Northern Mountain Road. She felt angry for no reason and said coldly, "It took me two years to build some affection with that pair of master and servant. You actually want to take it away from me just by recognizing me as your relative?"
The little eunuch did not dare to get up. He knelt in front of the couch and repeatedly kowtowed.
After a long silence, Lee Yu asked, "Are you sure that Sangsang is really the daughter of the Grand Secretary's Mansion?"
The little eunuch replied, "Looking at the expression of the Grand Secretary's wife, it's 90% true."
"Do you have any proof?"
"I don't know."
Lee Yu waved her hand to signal him to leave. She stayed in the hall and stared at the complicated and beautiful decorations on the beam for a long time. She was very clear that her previous anger came from her powerlessness, so she looked a little tired as she leaned on the couch.
When she first invited Sangsang to play in the Princess' Mansion, Ning Que was just a down-and-out scholar on Lin 47th Street. There were no utilitarian factors in their relationship. However, as Ning Que gradually made a name for himself in Chang 'an and became the core disciple of the Headmaster of the Academy, he began to represent the Academy to travel around the world. It could even be foreseen that he could influence the succession of the imperial power of the Tang Empire in the future.
Lee Yu felt that her response was correct. When she thought of her acquaintance with the little handmaiden, she felt that there was an invisible hand helping her and her brother. However, who would have thought that at this time, Sangsang suddenly became Zeng Jing's daughter, and Zeng Jing became that woman's loyal dog!
If Sangsang was really the baby girl from the Grand Secretary's Mansion, the blood relationship between her and Zeng Jing and his wife was more than just affection. With such an inseparable relationship, what would Ning Que choose when the time came to fight for the throne in the future? Thinking of this, Lee Yu felt a little lost. Her heart was filled with the frustration of being abandoned by Haotian.
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In the Old Brush Pen Shop on Lin 47th Street.
"Back then, the steward who was hacked to pieces stole you out of the Official of Counsel's Mansion and sold you to a human trafficker when Old Master was not paying attention. Now it seems that the human trafficker probably wanted to sell you outside the prefecture, but somehow he chose Hebei Prefecture. It was a drought, and he couldn't even take care of himself, so he left you in the wild."
Mrs. Zeng looked at Sangsang with tears in her eyes. She wanted to reach out and hold her little hand, but when she saw the big rag in her hand, she was worried that Sangsang would not be willing. She could only nervously twist her fingers and look at Sangsang expectantly.
Sangsang looked down at the toe of her cotton dress and said softly, "It seems to make sense."
Mrs. Zeng hurriedly said, "Of course it makes sense. Child, do you believe that I am your mother now?"
After a moment of silence, Sangsang raised her head and asked seriously, "And then?"
Mrs. Zeng was slightly startled and then said tenderly, "Of course, you will follow us back to the Grand Secretary's Mansion. That is your real home. I have already ordered people to prepare your boudoir, and the maids have also been prepared. If you don't like the old ones in the mansion, I will ask the middlemen to bring the maids to the mansion tomorrow for you to choose."
Sangsang frowned slightly. She seemed indifferent because she did not know how to express her emotions at the moment.
Grand Secretary Zeng Jing had been silently watching the scene of the mother and daughter reuniting. Although he was indeed quite happy, he was not as excited as his wife, since he had a child with his ex-wife. Especially when he looked at Sangsang's slightly dark face, it was easy for him to recall the bloody day and the things that happened afterward.
Although it was a blessing in disguise, he still did not like this memory. Moreover, as a high-ranking official of the Tang Empire, he had to pay attention to ethics and seniority. He was a little unhappy to see Sangsang so indifferent in front of his wife.
He said in an indisputable tone, "Go and pack your luggage. Forget it. I think there is nothing worth packing after all these years of wandering outside and suffering. Come back with us directly. As for the household registration, I will ask the Chang 'an Local Government to handle it. As for Ning Que, I will ask the Old Chancellor to talk to him. There will be no problem."
Sangsang thought to herself, "How could it not be worth packing after all these years of wandering outside and suffering?"
Then, she lowered her head again and looked at the toe of her cotton dress in silence. Her slightly dark face showed that she did not know what to do, because she was really at a loss at the moment.
Sangsang had once imagined what kind of people her parents would be, but it was just a natural association after seeing other people's children have parents. She did not know whether it was because Ning Que was too competent as a guardian, or because the little handmaiden had too few requirements for this world, but she had never envied others for having parents.
The first person she saw when she opened her eyes in this world was Ning Que. She had been living with Ning Que all these years. It could even be said that there was only Ning Que in her life and no one else. She was not used to the existence of others, but today she found out that she had parents. According to the customs of the world, parents should be the closest people, even closer than Ning Que. Didn't that mean that Ning Que had become someone else?
Finding her biological parents should have been a very happy thing. However, when Sangsang thought that her life with Ning Que could no longer be the same as before, she did not know where the happiness went.
On the contrary, she was not used to it and even had a strong sense of resistance, so she shook her head gently.
Mrs. Zeng was slightly stunned and then understood what she meant. She could not believe her eyes. Zeng Jing's face suddenly became serious. He could not understand how someone would be so rebellious as to not recognize her parents.
Mrs. Zeng saw his expression and knew that he was about to get angry. She hurriedly stood in front of him and smiled at Sangsang. She said gently, "I know this is too sudden and it is hard for you to accept it. Why don't you come back with us and we will recognize you as our adopted daughter? I believe that you will believe that I am your mother after a while. "
Sangsang looked at her and suddenly smiled. She said, "I know that you will treat me well."
Mrs. Zeng's heart almost melted when she saw the sincere smile on her little face. She reached out and took the big rag that Sangsang had been holding onto. She held Sangsang's hand and said lovingly, "Are you coming with us?"
Sangsang still shook her head.
Mrs. Zeng asked puzzledly, "Why?"
Sangsang said, "Because the young master hasn't come back yet. When he comes back, I will ask him what to do. If he thinks that you are really my parents, then I will naturally recognize you and visit you often."
Mrs. Zeng heard something else in her words and repeated in surprise, "Visit us often?"
Sangsang said, "Even if I recognize you, I still have to live in the shop."
Mrs. Zeng asked in surprise, "Why?"
Sangsang looked at her and answered seriously, "Ning Que has become a lot lazier these years. There are many things that he is unwilling to do and probably won't do. That is why I have to cook, wash, mop the floor and wipe the table. Sometimes when the stewards come to steal waste paper, I have to chase them away with a broom. I really can't spend the night in the Grand Secretary's Mansion."
Zeng Jing and his wife were stunned. They could not understand why a little maidservant, who had been working so hard, did not throw herself into their arms in tears after learning that she was the daughter of the Grand Secretary and had become a phoenix. Instead, she was determined to stay in the evil master's house and take care of everything for the lazy young master … What kind of magic did that guy called Ning Que cast to make his daughter say such things?
Sangsang continued, "Besides, Ning Que sometimes thinks too much and can't sleep well. He can only fall asleep when he hugs me. Sometimes, when I feel too cold, I like to hug him to sleep. That is why I can't sleep well when we are apart."
Mrs. Zeng and Mrs. Zeng looked at each other and saw the shock and suspicion in each other's eyes. They wondered if something had happened between their daughter and Ning Que over the years. But Sangsang was still young and did not look like it.
The door of the Old Brush Pen Shop was pushed open from the outside.
Sangsang knew when Ning Que would come back, so she knew it was not him.
Chen Pipi stepped over the threshold with difficulty and rubbed his tired round cheeks. He looked at the situation in the shop and said happily, "Are you in trouble again? I was worried that those people would be scared by me. That would not be fun. "
Sangsang explained, "It's not trouble. You don't have to play."
Chen Pipi said, "Then let's play chess."
Sangsang smiled at Mrs. Zeng and Mrs. Zeng.
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Just when Mrs. Zeng left the Old Brush Pen Shop in a daze, a simple horse carriage drove into the East Gate of Chang 'an City. There were many girls around the horse carriage. It was Ning Que and his people who had come back a few days earlier.
Outside Tuyang City, their horse carriage met with the disciples of Black Ink Garden. Then, they went south together. Today, these girls from the Great River Kingdom finally saw their famous city. Naturally, they could not help but be excited.
A corner of the curtain of the carriage was lifted. Mo Shanshan, who was in a white dress, squinted at the scenery and people in Chang 'an City. There was a faint smile on her slightly round and beautiful face. It could be seen that she was also very happy.
Eldest Brother rubbed his sore back and looked at Ning Que, who was full of expectation and excitement. He asked with a bitter smile, "Youngest Brother, why are you in such a hurry to return to Chang 'an?"
Ning Que said seriously, "Senior Brother, please don't make fun of me. Although I don't have the habit of choosing my bed, I can't sleep well when I leave home. So, I'm in a hurry to go home and have a good sleep."
Even if they were brothers of the same sect, they would still be afraid of being teased. So, Ning Que's words were not completely true. Only he himself knew the real reason why he couldn't sleep well and was in a hurry to return to Chang 'an City.
If he was not in the Old Brush Pen Shop, there would be no one to bring him water to wash his feet, no one to cook noodles with fried eggs, no one to hand him toothbrush, no one to laugh with him, no one to be sad with him. Without Sangsang, he could not live without Sangsang.
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