Chapter 452
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In front of her was the roof of a carriage. Her four limbs felt the even vibration of the carriage wheels, which told her that her estimation was correct. This was a carriage that wasn't too big, nor was it conspicuous. Only two or three people could sit inside. She was lying in the arms of a young girl. The young girl was quite young. Her hair was combed into two buns like a servant girl. Her eyes weren't big and she had an oval face. She was lying down, so the young girl could only kneel down.
Although the carriage wasn't big, the decorations could be considered neat. There were cushions for shock, a small couch for resting, and the carved patterns on the inner walls showed an exotic style.
However, her head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to split open. Her mind was groggy, full yet empty. All her memories seemed to have been forcefully trapped, piled up, and stuffed into a corner. They seemed to be there, but she just couldn't recall them. She could only forcefully press her temples, barely suppressing the pain.
After briefly observing the surrounding situation, Ning Shu said with a hoarse voice, "What did you call me?"
The servant girl said without hesitation, "Fourth Young Miss. Who else could it be? Ah, Fourth Young Miss, you couldn't have hit your head that time, right? The doctor clearly said it wasn't a big deal. That doctor must be a quack! "
Ning Shu wrinkled her brows and pressed her fingers on her temples, "I hit my head before? My head hurts so much that I can't remember anything. Can you tell me what exactly happened? "
The servant girl sighed, "Ai … … This is a long story. My family's master, that is, Young Miss's father, is a silk merchant in Southern Yan. His family's wealth is very good. Although it can't be said that his wealth is comparable to a country, buying three to five cities is not an exaggeration. You are the manor's Fourth Young Miss. Madam has been waiting for you for many years. She gave birth to you through a difficult labor and raised you like a pearl in the palm of her hand.
But when you were three years old, Master and Madam took you to the lantern festival to play and admire the lanterns. You played very happily. However, there was an accident. A lion dance team suddenly rushed out and separated you from Master and Madam. Master and Madam desperately tried to pass through the lion dance team, but you had already disappeared. Master and Madam searched the entire city but couldn't find you. Later, they found out that the lion dance troupe was a group of human traffickers. They would come out on festive days to create chaos and steal other people's children. They would then abduct and sell them to neighboring countries or remote mountain villages. Master and Madam were devastated, but they never gave up looking for you. Thirteen years later, that is, two months ago, someone found you in a brothel in the capital of Great Yue. After comparing you to Madam, they found a scar on your palm. It was exactly the same as the scar you got when you were naughty and careless when you were a child. Only then did they confirm your identity.
This time, His Majesty sent an envoy to Great Yue. It just so happened that the deputy envoy and Master were close friends. If the deputy envoy appeared, no matter how vicious the brothel's procuress was, she would still release you. Thus, Master ordered us servants to follow the deputy envoy and bring Young Miss back to your homeland to reunite with your family. However, we servants didn't expect that the brothel's procuress would be so evil. She clearly accepted our ransom and promised to release you, but secretly plotted to kill you. Thus, in the chaos of the fight, Young Miss accidentally fell down the stairs and hit her head. Thus, you forgot many things. "
The maidservant couldn't help but wipe her tears: "Young Miss, you have really suffered these years. But rest assured, when you return to the manor and recover, you will definitely remember. However, this servant thinks that even if you can't remember, it doesn't matter. If you forget those bitter days, then forget them. In the future, we servants will definitely treat you well. "
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