After finishing her meal, Nanzhi returned to her room to take a shower.

She was washing when she heard a woman's voice coming from outside.

Unlike the maids' clear and crisp voices, that voice carried a mature charm and allure. Just by listening to the sound of those high heels, one could imagine a beautiful woman in a cheongsam swaying her slender waist as she went upstairs.

Yu Zhi, who was serving her, knew that she had heard and whispered in her ear, "It was the General who called Sixth Concubine to serve you."

How could a man let himself be single for so long?

Nan Zhi is unsuitable to serve, but there are a bunch of other women waiting.

I thought Nanzhi would be upset, but to my surprise, she became visibly happy after hearing the news.

She asked, "The warlord has so many concubines, are none of them pregnant yet?"

Yu Zhi said, "Yes, both the third and fifth concubines have given birth, but they were both girls, which the commander-in-chief didn't like."

Nan Zhi responded with an "Oh," and said, "Then I hope Sixth Concubine will give birth to a son soon."

Yu Zhi didn't understand: "Why do you think that way?"

None of the concubines wanted the other to have a son, and Nan Zhi was a newcomer, so why would she think that way?

If the sixth concubine really gives birth to a son, wouldn't the Shen family be hers to rule?

Nanzhi is so beautiful, who knows how she might be bullied in the future.

"Yuzhi, not everyone wants to have children," Nanzhi said softly, gazing at the flowers in the bathtub. "I just hope to live a good life."

Yu Zhi was even more puzzled: "But if a woman doesn't have children, isn't she worthless?"

“Silly girl, a woman’s value is not reflected in giving birth,” Nan Zhi said with a smile. “There have been many heroines in history who also realized their value.”

Yuzhi still only had a vague understanding.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Nanzhi smiled and said, "Even if you're going to have a child, you should find someone suitable for you, someone you both like, so you won't have to suffer for the rest of your life."

Yu Zhi nodded as she listened, and subconsciously asked, "Then what kind of girl does Ninth Concubine like?"

At this point, Nan Zhi paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and her cheeks flushed. "Tall, righteous and brave, young and handsome, with a heroic spirit."

After listening, Yu Zhi seemed to be deep in thought, and muttered, "It sounds a lot like the young marshal..."

003: Silly girl, your Ninth Concubine is talking about the Young Marshal!

Shen Yunjin went to the study and read for two hours as usual before returning to her room to take a shower.

While changing clothes, her hand reached down and touched the hairpin in her pocket, only then remembering that she hadn't returned Nanzhi yet.

He took it out, looked at the camellia on the wooden hairpin branch, and recalled the scene when he first met her.

Despite her apparent fragility, a subtle stubbornness shone through her expression.

Thinking about her behavior during this period, it is still the same. She seems timid, but she seems to have a rebellious spirit that is different from the times. One day, it seems that she will do something unexpected.

A slight smile appeared on his lips, indicating a hint of anticipation.

I glanced out the window; it was already late. Nanzhi must be asleep by now. I'll return it tomorrow.

He casually placed the hairpin on the table and went into the bathroom.

That night, Shen Yunjin had a dream.

In his dream, the gentle and graceful Ninth Concubine stood under the plum blossom tree, turning back to smile sweetly at him.

He stood there, his eyes fixed on her, as if he couldn't take them off.

Later, the scene changed, and he returned to his room.

She lay beneath him, gazing at him with seductive eyes, her lips moist and cherry-like, making him want to pluck them.

His body pressed against her most tender spot, his eyes darkened like the thick night outside, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he finally couldn't resist kissing her glossy lips.

The dream gradually became blurry.

Shen Yunjin opened his eyes, sat up, his heart pounding rapidly. He pressed his temples, recalling the enchanting scene in his dream, and his expression darkened.

Has he gone mad? How could he dream about her, and even talk about her in his dream...?

Frustrated, Shen Yunjin scratched her hair a few times, then threw off the covers and went to the bathroom to wash up.

He changed his clothes and went downstairs for a morning run. When he passed the second floor, he saw Nanzhi coming out of the house.

When she saw him, she seemed less afraid and actually stepped forward, nodded and smiled at him, "Greetings, Young Marshal."

What's so good about it?

Seeing her smile reminded Shen Yunjin of that dream, and his expression darkened further.

Without saying a word, he passed her and went straight downstairs.

Nanzhi looked at him like this, and gently pursed her petal-like lips.

Shen Yunjin returned from her run at eight o'clock.

The servants had already prepared breakfast and neatly arranged it on the table.

Shen Yunshan was still resting upstairs with his sixth concubine and hadn't come down.

Right now, it's just him and Nanzhi.

Nanzhi sat opposite him.

Shen Yunjin noticed that her eyes were fixed on the breakfast on the table, but she hadn't touched her chopsticks.

Thinking of the Shen family's rules, he said coldly, "From now on, eat by yourself when you're hungry. You don't need to wait."

Upon hearing this, Nanzhi happily hummed in agreement, picked up the small bowl, and sipped the rice porridge, looking quite content.

Seeing her like this, Shen Yunjin's coldness softened a little.

It's just breakfast, why are you so happy?

With Shen Yunshan gone, she seemed much more at ease and even dared to take the initiative to pick up food.

Shen Yunjin raised an eyebrow. Unexpectedly, when she picked up some food, he also reached out, and their chopsticks ended up touching.

Nan Zhi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at him. For some reason, when she saw that he was also looking at her, her face turned red instantly. She silently put away her chopsticks and lowered her head, staring into the air.

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