Chapter 144 The Rong family has sent a letter to Sheng Sheng!

Xie Yuxiao also ordered that no one was allowed to visit, and apart from Empress Zheng, only an old nanny remained in the huge Kunning Palace.

It should be understood that an empress, as the mother of the nation, should naturally possess high moral character. Even if she is not exceptionally talented or the most beautiful among all women, she should at least have a broad and inclusive mind.

As the empress is in charge of the six palaces, she must be extremely generous and not only must she not be jealous, but she must also not have any malicious intentions.

Therefore, this is what Empress Zheng deserves. If the Empress makes such a mistake and it is not used as a warning to others, Emperor Xie Yuxiao will not be able to leave any good words for her.

Even the Zheng family members who were in official positions were significantly affected.

Empress Zheng had always used her status as empress to do favors for her maternal family, and Xie Yuxiao turned a blind eye to it. As long as it wasn't a serious matter of breaking the law, corruption, or bribery, he would do favors.

With Empress Zheng's downfall, the Zheng family also began to experience a decline in their previously smooth-sailing fortunes.

But after all, Xie Yun was still the Crown Prince, and the head of the Zheng family was still the Crown Prince's grandfather, so the Zheng family's status remained unchanged.

After Consort Rong learned that it was Empress Zheng who wanted to assassinate Sheng Sheng, she even felt that house arrest was too lenient.

Especially when Xie Yunchuan told her that the previous fire might also have been the work of Empress Zheng, Consort Rong almost rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to find Xie Yuxiao, and almost rushed to the Kunning Palace to find Empress Zheng to ask her for clarification.

It was Xie Yunchuan who persuaded her to stop, saying that they should find concrete evidence first before killing Empress Zheng in one fell swoop, which finally convinced Consort Rong to stop.

Sheng Sheng poked and played with Xiao Hei for a while before absentmindedly starting to think seriously.

Has Cuilan's sister really gone mad?

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After several ups and downs, the New Year arrived as scheduled.

After the New Year's Eve banquet, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the long-awaited snow finally fell.

I don't know if it had been accumulating for too long, but the snow came down in a heavy snowfall all at once, falling gently from the sky. Before I even woke up in the morning, the snow had already piled up into a thick layer.

Zijuan knew she had been looking forward to snow for a long time, and as soon as she lifted her bed curtains, she couldn't wait to tell her, "Princess, it's snowing heavily!"

"Hmm...really?"

Sheng Sheng suddenly sprang to her feet, no longer sleepy, and got up to go see the snow.

Zijuan dressed her, put on the extremely warm tiger-head hat, and the little dumpling hurriedly finished washing up and ran out.

Pushing open the door, a chill, carrying fine snowflakes, rushed in. The rising sun pierced through the clouds, turning the falling snow into gold-leaf-like fragments that fluttered down onto the dark palace walls and gilded roof ornaments, refracting a delicate and dazzling light.

Palace servants were sweeping snow to clear the road.

Yan Hu had already run around happily in the yard, leaving a trail of puppy paw prints, which were quickly covered by the snowflakes that followed.

Wow, so beautiful!

The little dumpling happily caught the snowflakes and played with them. The snowflakes landed in his warm palm, and the warmth of his palm quickly melted the snowflakes into a puddle of icy water that flowed coolly through his fingers.

If it melts, just reconnect it; they enjoy doing it endlessly.

With snowflakes clinging to its nose, Yan Hu's bright black eyes were fixed on Sheng Sheng: "Woof! Let's have a snowball fight!"

With her hands on her hips, Sheng Sheng said, "Little Yan Hu, haven't I played with you for a while? Now you want to see how powerful I am?"

She used to always play the game of throwing tree branches with Yan Hu, but recently the little dumpling has been keen on taking Yan Hu out for walks. After the walk, she no longer has the energy to play games with Yan Hu.

So the two kids haven't played games for a while now.

Humming a little tune, he squatted down and kneaded the surrounding snow into a solid snowball, his palms icy cold.

"Watch closely!"

Sheng Sheng threw a snowball with all her might, but Yan Hu nimbly dodged it by sidestepping.

Suddenly, Yan Hu lunged forward with its front paws, plunging its head into the snowdrift and digging out a round "snowball." It gently nudged the snowball to Sheng Sheng's feet with its mouth, its tail wagging like a propeller.

Sheng Sheng laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight. She grabbed a "dog-scratching snowball" and retaliated. The snowball scattered in mid-air, and snowflakes fluttered down onto Yan Hu's fluffy fur.

Yan Hu suddenly turned into a white puppy.

She was laughing so hard, she didn't even notice her empty stomach growling.

The two children were having so much fun that even Zijuan's advice to eat some breakfast first didn't work.

It wasn't until Xie Yunchuan retrieved a letter from the Brocade Palace that the little dumpling finally obediently went inside to eat.

The little dumpling blinked, peeling back the lotus leaf covering the sticky rice chicken as she asked, "A letter for Sheng Sheng? Really?"

Xie Yunchuan placed the letter on the table and pushed it a little towards her.

The little guy's cheeks were chubby, and he was still chewing on shumai, looking completely incredulous.

Xie Yunchuan's voice held a hint of amusement: "Mm."

The little dumpling was both puzzled and excited: "Really? Who is it? Who is it? Why would someone write a letter to Shengsheng!"

"Just open it and you'll see."

The little dumpling eagerly opened the envelope, which was stuffed full of five sheets of paper, almost overflowing, no wonder it felt so thick.

She carefully took them out and looked at each one. Every sheet of paper was filled with writing, the black characters swarming together like ants, as if afraid of running out of space.

Sheng Sheng couldn't understand everything, but she recognized her own name.

Sheng Sheng pointed to the beginning: "Brother, that's Sheng Sheng's name!"

"Yes, the last two words are 'To be opened by your loved one'."

"Oh, voice, voice, dear, open."

As Sheng Sheng read it out haltingly, Xie Yunchuan said it meant it was a letter written to Sheng Sheng.

A letter to Sheng Sheng.

He silently repeated the sentence to himself and began to carefully examine the five pieces of paper.

Sheng Sheng discovered that there were several different fonts on these five sheets of paper, including beautiful and delicate small regular script and flowing and powerful running script. The differences were obvious, and it looked like that several people had written them together.

Xie Yunchuan noticed her confusion, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled, "Want me to read it to you?"

She nodded vigorously, handed him the first sheet of paper, stared at him intently, and listened very carefully.

Xie Yunchuan stopped teasing her and gently shared his beliefs with her.

Sheng Sheng secretly resolved that she must learn all the words quickly so that she could read letters on her own!

"To my dearest friend: We were overjoyed to hear of your arrival, and we all wish we could ride the wind to you and share our joy. However, the mountains and rivers are far away, and Liaocheng is a barrier. We can only entrust this letter to express our feelings of parting..."

After Xie Yunchuan finished reading one card, Sheng Sheng would hand out the next one while taking back the previous one.

Apart from the one Xie Yunchuan was reading aloud, the others were held tightly in Sheng Sheng's arms, treasured like precious gems.

"Hello, Sheng Sheng, I am your eldest uncle. Your eldest aunt and I heard about you from your mother..."

"Shengsheng, I'm your second aunt. I'm so sorry your second uncle can't write to you in person because he was just injured and can't put pen to paper..."

"Sheng Sheng, do you still remember your older cousin? You probably don't remember, but when you were three months old, you were accidentally... on your older cousin..."