Chapter 31 My sister smells so good!

An Yi's face suddenly darkened, "It's the young lady's voice."

Song Yanxi also heard it.

But compared to An Yi's worry, she was inexplicably feeling a little irritated at the moment.

She doesn't hate children, she can even be said to like them, but only those who are sensible and obedient.

For example, the young lady of Prince Jin's Mansion, a little bully who enjoys teasing others, no matter how beautiful she is, she will just stay away from her.

Seeing that An Yi was anxious to leave, Song Yanxi said directly: "I know the way, I can go there by myself, you go find her."

"Thank you, young lady!" An Yi quickly handed the lantern to her and turned away.

The silence of the night made the child's crying sound even more mournful, and it made people's hearts clench.

Isn't this a prank?

Song Yanxi thought about it and couldn't help comforting herself. She felt that as a young lady of Prince Jin's Mansion, Jiaojiao must have two or three servants to take care of her.

Even if something really happens, An Yi is so skilled that he will definitely be safe with him around.

Even after comforting herself in this way, Song Yanxi's mood did not improve at all.

Because she found that she had subconsciously been following the sound of crying without knowing when.

Under a peach tree not far away, An Yi stretched out his arms towards the treetops and coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid, little miss. Close your eyes and jump down. I'll catch you."

Song Yanxi's grip on the lamp handle tightened, and she almost started to curse.

He could actually say that to a three-year-old child without worrying about scaring her.

Sure enough, Jiaojiao, who was trapped in the tree, cried even harder when she heard this.

The little girl said vaguely: "I'm afraid...brother said...it hurts..."

Song Yanxi quickly stepped forward, raised the lantern in her hand, and successfully saw the situation on the tree.

Jiaojiao sat on one of the big branches, holding one of the branches tightly with her hands because of fear. Her eyes were like rotten peaches after crying, and her pretty little face was covered with tears and snot.

An Yi reached out several times, wanting to pick her up directly, but he was always just a little bit short.

He wanted to go back to get the ladder, but as soon as he turned around, he heard the baby's heart-wrenching cry.

Song Yanxi warned: "If you keep crying like this, something bad will happen."

Although they had only met briefly last time, she could tell that the little baby was born with a congenital deficiency and had a heart disease in the womb.

If she had not been born in Prince Jin's Mansion, where she was carefully nurtured with various rare herbs, even an ordinary wealthy family would have found it difficult to keep her until she was three years old.

An Yi's expression suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously, "Miss, do you have any ideas?"

If Miss Jiaojiao really cries out, the master will skin her alive.

Song Yanxi said with a straight face, "Climb up and carry her down."

An Yi looked down at his body and said nothing.

In fact, Song Yanxi realized that something was wrong as soon as she finished speaking.

The branch that Jiaojiao was sitting on might be thick enough for her, but it definitely couldn't bear An Yi's weight, otherwise he would have climbed up it long ago.

An Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "Young lady, please wait a moment. I will go and ask Madam Sun to come over."

Nanny Sun is one of the nannies who serves Jiaojiao, and she is now forty-three years old.

After saying this, An Yi himself felt it was ridiculous.

Song Yanxi frowned when she heard this and couldn't help asking, "In such a huge Jin Palace, there isn't a single smaller maid?"

An Yi quickly shook his head.

Then, he added, "There are no maids in the palace."

Before he could say anything else, Jiaojiao, who had been listening to them carefully, started crying again, crying and shouting, "I don't want maids, bad women, they are all bad women! Sister, I want my sister..."

The little girl looked at Song Yanxi with tears in her black grape-like eyes.

Without giving it much thought, Song Yanxi immediately said, "Okay, sister will go up and save you, Jiaojiao, don't be afraid."

Jiaojiao puffed out her cheeks, clenched her little pink fists, quickly wiped away her tears, and nodded heavily in a trembling little voice: "Yes, Jiaojiao, don't be afraid."

Song Yanxi comforted her a few more words and began to roll up her sleeves.

An Yi hesitated, "Girl, you..."

"How about you do it?" Song Yanxi said, estimated the landing position, and started directly.

She hadn't climbed a tree for years, and her first step landed on the hem of her skirt.

Listening to the "rustling" sound of the cloth being torn, Song Yanxi couldn't help but sigh.

She quite likes the new skirt that Qiaoxiufang sent her the day before yesterday.

After sighing, Song Yanxi composed herself and continued to climb.

Her dress was complicated, and she was afraid of breaking the branches with too big movements, so she climbed up step by step with great difficulty.

Jiaojiao's attention was successfully diverted and she was no longer afraid. She clenched her little pink fists and cheered her on.

The way Song Yanxi was addressed also changed from "bad woman" at the beginning to "sister".

Song Yanxi was so frightened that she almost fell off the tree.

No matter how you look at it, she doesn't deserve to be called sister.

Seeing that she suddenly stopped moving, Jiaojiao said anxiously: "Sister, climb up quickly, otherwise you will fall down!"

Hearing this, Song Yanxi quickly climbed up and found a sturdy branch to lean on and rest for a while.

In the dim moonlight, the big and the small looked at each other's miserable appearance and laughed out loud.

This was the situation Mo Jinchuan saw when he was pushed over by An Er.

His face immediately darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "That's just nonsense."

Hearing her father's voice, Jiaojiao shrank her neck in fear, quickly grabbed Song Yanxi's sleeve to cover her face, and muttered, "Can't see me, can't see me!"

Song Yanxi was amused by her cute appearance and turned to look at Mo Jinchuan, "Your Highness, please speak softly. Don't scare Miss Jiaojiao."

There was still a smile on her face, and the moment she turned around, the dim moonlight seemed to brighten up at that moment.

Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened slightly, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said lightly: "Young lady, please come down and talk."

Realizing that her actions were indeed inappropriate, Song Yanxi turned to look at Jiaojiao and asked, "Can I hug you?"

The little girl's eyes lit up and she stretched out her hands towards her, "Sister, hold me!"

The barely perceptible smile on Mo Jinchuan's lips froze on his face for a moment.

What did Jiaojiao call her just now?

As if she was afraid that he couldn't hear clearly, the little girl said crisply, "Sister, you smell so good!"

Song Yanxi laughed, held her under the armpits with both hands and slowly lowered her down. She made sure that An Yi had caught her steadily before letting go.

She didn't feel it just now because she was tense, but now that she had done all this, she felt the wetness on her back.

After looking down at the height, Song Yanxi finally felt scared.

You have to know that the last time she climbed a tree was more than ten years ago, and she was severely beaten by her grandfather for it.

She never climbed a tree again after that.

The sound of wooden wheels rolling on the ground was heard. Song Yanxi looked down and found that Mo Jinchuan was pushing a wheelchair over.

Song Yanxi coughed lightly and said, "Please, Your Highness, please move aside. I'll go down first."

As she spoke, she stretched out her foot to try to find a foothold, but accidentally her shoe fell off.

It hit Mo Jinchuan's leg right on target.

Seeing her embroidered shoes fall on the man's legs, Song Yanxi's face immediately flushed, and she stammered, "I'm sorry for offending Your Highness."