Jing Qingyun quickly withdrew the shock from her eyes, regained her usual composure and calmness, and looked at Sheng Lingwei with gentle eyes.
"Weiwei, why did you summon us here? Is it related to this young master?"
Nangong Zichen's eyes flickered slightly as he keenly sensed Jing Qingyun's unusual behavior. A sense of crisis arose in his heart. How dare someone try to steal his sister from him!
"Sister, who is this brother? Why is he calling you Weiwei? You are a princess of a country, and you cannot allow random people to address you like that."
Jing Qingyun: (???*)
He was truly wronged for offending his future brother-in-law so soon after meeting him.
"Pfft..." Sheng Lingwei couldn't help but laugh out loud, teasing Jing Qingyun with a sales pitch, "Yes, Weiwei is such an intimate nickname, not just anyone can call you that, but..."
Jing Qingyun tensed up instantly.
"But, we've known each other since we were little, and you've helped me many times. We've been through thick and thin together, so of course you can call me Weiwei."
Nangong Zichen pouted and looked at Jing Qingyun with a wistful gaze.
Well, this kid has a life-or-death bond with my sister, so he can barely stand him. But what can he do when my sister has spoken?
Jing Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little helpless. "Weiwei, stop teasing me. Let's get down to business."
Sheng Lingwei nodded, her expression becoming serious.
"Let me introduce you all. This is my younger brother, my full brother. You can call him Young Master or by his nickname, Wuyou."
The five women, including Rong Momo, had roughly guessed the outcome, but they were still shocked.
After much deliberation, Rong Momo cautiously asked, "Princess, didn't Her Majesty pass away long ago? How come there's such a young child?"
Sheng Lingwei sighed.
Next, in the most concise language, the story of Yue Yuqian's Death Shield was told, along with Nangong Zichen's identity and the fact that Yue Yuqian had been captured by a reclusive family with supernatural abilities.
"What? Her Majesty has been kidnapped?"
The five women, including Rong Momo, had drastically changed their expressions, their eyes filled with undisguised worry. Even the emperor of the Southern Di Kingdom was helpless, which made them both anxious and helpless.
Sheng Lingwei looked at Rong Mama, "Mama, you've served my mother the longest, do you know her specific identity? Or has she ever revealed anything to you?"
Rong Momo frowned, carefully recalling the past.
“Princess, I was taken in by Your Highness when Your Highness was pregnant with you. She has never mentioned her identity or her family. She has always avoided talking about it.”
It's like...
She seems to have a deep-seated resistance to her family. Also, the Empress is actually a highly skilled martial artist. She can not only summon fire out of thin air, but also disappear at any time.
I only have a general understanding of this matter. Even though I am by Your Highness's side, there are many things that Your Highness avoids telling me and does not want me to know.
Even if people who are often together try to hide it carefully, the servants will still notice that something is wrong.
Another point is that Her Majesty has been secretly training people. It seems she knew all along that she wouldn't be able to stay by your side, so she trained people in advance to protect you, Princess.
At this point, Rong Momo's eyes turned red. Her mistress had planned everything in advance, but she hadn't foreseen her own fate.
I just hope that my master is blessed with good fortune and that there is no danger to his life.
It's also their fault for not being attentive enough as servants. If they could have noticed their mistress's thoughts and shared some of the burden with her, that would have been great.
Sheng Lingwei nodded, "Alright, Granny, I understand the situation. You can go and prepare the meal first. Don't worry too much, I will take care of Mother's affairs."
"Yes, Princess."
Rong Momo wiped away her tears and quickly left the room with Bai Ji and the other three. Before leaving, she glanced at Jing Qingyun and her opinion of him rose to a new level.
The princess didn't shy away from discussing these private matters with Prince Jing, which shows that she trusts him greatly. I only hope that Prince Jing will not betray her trust.
Otherwise, even if they were to be torn to pieces, they would make Prince Jing pay the price.
In short, the princess must not suffer any further mishaps.
Sheng Lingwei looked at Nangong Zichen sitting to the side, reached out and rubbed his little head, "Wuyou, why don't you go play for a while? I have something to discuss with Prince Jing."
Nangong Zichen pursed his lips. He really wanted to ask his sister why he couldn't listen along.
Fine, his sister's words are law. He has to be a good and obedient younger brother so that his sister will like him more.
Nangong Zichen smiled and stood up. "Alright, sister, I'll go out first. You and this young master have a good talk. Call me if you need anything."
Sheng Lingwei nodded with a smile.
"Okay, go ahead. After I finish talking, I'll give you some snacks you've never had before. I guarantee you'll like them."
Nangong Zichen's eyes lit up, but then he realized he was being too childish, so he quickly started talking nonsense in a serious tone.
“Sister, your brother has grown up. He’s not a three-and-a-half-year-old anymore. He prefers reading and writing to eating.”
"Oh, really?"
Nangong Zichen was about to nod, but when he saw the amusing expression on Sheng Lingwei's face, his shoulders slumped instantly. He felt like crying; his little act of pretense had been seen through by his sister.
Sheng Lingwei suppressed a laugh and pinched Nangong Zichen's cute little face.
"Alright, alright, Wuyou, you're still young. There's no need to act all mature for your age. You don't need to pretend in front of your older sister. Just be yourself. I like your most authentic self the most."
"Mmm." Nangong Zichen's eyes reddened, and the little crybaby was moved again. "Sister, your brother understands what you mean. You two talk about business first, I'll go out first."
After saying that, Nangong Zichen dashed out of the study.
Sheng Lingwei watched her younger brother's retreating figure with a smile, patted the empty chair, and gestured for Jing Qingyun to sit down.
"Xiao Yunzi, I, Sheng Lingwei, have always hoped to have a younger brother or sister who is related to me by blood. When that time comes, I will share my best things with them."
Looking back now, it seems fate has been kind to me. Although I'm not the original owner of this body, the original owner's younger brother is practically my brother. And let me tell you, this little guy is quite adorable.
Jing Qingyun's eyes were dark and deep, and her palms were sweating profusely.
“Weiwei, have you never suspected that you are the owner of this body? Whether it’s your appearance or your temperament, you are almost exactly the same.”
Sheng Lingwei's breath hitched, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "Xiao Yunzi, what do you mean? Have I transmigrated into a novel about natural disasters?"
Jing Qingyun exhaled a breath of stale air.
“Weiwei, although you see this world as a novel, it is real. The people we are facing now are real people with flesh and blood, not two-dimensional characters.”
Sheng Lingwei felt a pang of anxiety and leaned back weakly in her chair.
"Xiao Yunzi, why are you so certain that I am the original owner of this body?"
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