Shen Xinyan lowered her eyes and gently stroked the jade bracelet on her hand, ignoring her.

Little Yingzhi blinked her big eyes in confusion, tilted her head to look at her mother, then at Aunt Sun, with a bewildered look on her face.

Nanny Sun knelt on the ground, her face turning pale as time went by, but she never heard Shen Xinyan's voice asking her to get up.

"Mother..." The little girl still felt a little sorry for her nanny, and she pulled her mother's sleeve and shook it coquettishly.

Shen Xinyan pinched her daughter's red cheeks, then slowly shifted her gaze to Aunt Sun lying on the ground, and said slowly, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Madam!" Nanny Sun secretly wiped her sweat. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Shen Xinyan's meaningful words rang again, "Although Nanny came from the Earl's Mansion, she is now receiving money from the Duke of Ying's Mansion. She should always be clear about her status when speaking and doing things. Ying'er is my precious jewel. I gave her to you because I trust Nanny. I just hope that Nanny will not let me down."

"She was still young, innocent as a blank sheet of paper, and the nanny was always by her side, so she had to know clearly what she shouldn't say and what she shouldn't say."

Grandma Sun's old face turned red and white, and she was speechless.

Shen Xinyan stared at her for a moment, then continued slowly, "Madam, you have done your best to serve Ying'er over the years. I have seen it all. Just remember your responsibilities. When Ying'er grows up, he will definitely remember Madam's contributions. Why do you have to worry about other people's affairs unnecessarily? Madam, think carefully about what I said. Is it reasonable?"

Nanny Sun's heart choked, and she immediately knelt on the ground again: "Every word that Madam said is reasonable, it is this servant who was blinded by greed. From now on, this servant will only serve the Fourth Young Lady wholeheartedly, and will not pay attention to anything else."

"It's best that you think so, Ma'am. You can go down now!" Shen Xinyan nodded, and without trying to find out the sincerity of her words, she waved her hand and let her go out.

Although Nanny Sun had some selfish motives, she did her best to serve her daughter. Based on this, she did not think of doing anything against her.

It seemed like she had lived a new life, or like the clouds had been cleared away. In this life, she saw clearly many things that she had not noticed in her previous life.

For example, what Grandma Sun is thinking, and what my sister-in-law from my mother's family is planning.

She knew very well that, whether in her past life or this life, she had never thought of marrying a relative. Moreover, she had given up on this idea long ago, and it was naturally impossible for her to instill in her daughter the idea of ​​"letting cousin Hui marry her brother".

In her previous life, her daughter tried so hard to bring her cousin Hui and her brother together. In addition to her influence as a mother and being moved by her niece's infatuation with her son, it was also inseparable from the unremitting lobbying and hints of the people around her.

But her daughter never imagined that her enthusiasm would bring her fatal disaster!

Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by needles again. Shen Xinyan took a deep breath and lowered her eyes to meet a pair of crystal clear eyes with distinct black and white.

"Mom, did Mammy do something wrong?" Xiao Yingzhi pouted and asked in confusion.

"Well, she said something she shouldn't have said." Shen Xinyan stroked her soft face and answered gently.

The little girl nodded, not quite understanding.

Shen Xinyan felt warm in her heart and couldn't help but said, "Ying'er, you have to remember that everything... forget it. You are still young, why am I telling you all this!"

She sighed faintly and gently embraced the ignorant little girl in her arms.

It was her fault. She was a very failed mother. The tragedy of her daughter in the previous life was ultimately due to her poor parenting.

In her previous life, she regarded her son as her only support in life and devoted all her heart and soul to him. Although she loved her daughter, she still neglected her.

"Mother will spend more time with Ying'er in the future." She suppressed her sadness and spoke in a soft voice.

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up immediately.

"Of course it's true!"

Shen Xinyan smiled slightly, and suddenly found the goal of her new life - to raise a daughter, watch her grow up, get married and have children... and not repeat the fate of the previous life.

Yes, her life was probably like that, but her daughter was different. She could have a happy and peaceful future.

With an idea in mind, her smile unconsciously relaxed a little. She rested her forehead against the little girl's, causing her to giggle happily.

"My Lord!"

"Is the lady in the house?"

"Madam and the fourth girl are talking in the room!"

When the long-lost male voice in the sealed memory came in, Shen Xinyan's heart tightened and she bit her lips subconsciously.

Husband...

This famous playboy in the capital city had accomplished nothing in his life. She married him unwillingly and naturally did not spend much time on him.

However, it was this man, and only this man, who always firmly protected her no matter what mistakes she made. If he had not died unexpectedly later, she would have lost her greatest supporter. Even if her son hated her, he would never have sent her to the family temple to live a miserable life.

In her previous life, when she was briefly conscious before her death, what she thought about most was not her son whom she loved, resented and hated, nor her daughter-in-law whom she had always looked down upon, but her husband Wei Junhang, whom she had always looked down upon but who had protected her all her life.

"Ying'er is here too? The little girl comes back early." Wei Junhang had no idea of ​​his wife's thoughts, and he smiled as he lifted the curtain and walked in.

Although he has the reputation of a "dissolute prince", he is a son of an aristocratic family after all. Even though he is now twenty-six, Wei Junhang's appearance is no less handsome than that of a young man, with handsome eyebrows, eyes like stars, and a green brocade robe with cloud patterns, which makes his posture look even more upright.

Shen Xinyan quickly calmed down her thoughts, took her daughter's hand and went to greet him: "Master!"

Wei Junhang rubbed his ears and looked at his wife's smiling face. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that his wife's smile was much gentler than usual, which made him secretly happy.

"Madam, there's no need to be so polite." He cleared his throat, and gave Shen Xinyan a hand as she was bowing, his eyes uncontrollably looking straight at his wife.

"Daddy!" Xiao Yingzhi's soft and tender voice also woke up the prince who was secretly looking at his wife's pretty face.

"Hey, daddy's good girl." Wei Junhang withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, pursed his lips and pretended to cough, then stretched out his big hand and touched the top of his daughter's head with great affection. After a moment, he took out a transparent gem in the shape of a lucky doll from his arms, spread it in his palm like a treasure, and handed it to Xiao Yingzhi.

"My dear Ying'er, look at this lucky doll. Does it look like you? Daddy found it especially for you."

The little girl took the jade out of curiosity and looked at it. She smiled in surprise and said, "Mother, this jade doll has two buns tied around its head just like me."

Shen Xin looked at him carefully and nodded with a smile: "It's the same as Ying'er."

As soon as the words fell, the daughter's eyes narrowed with smile.

Seeing that his wife and daughter liked his plan, the prince was extremely happy. He grinned from ear to ear with both joy and pride.

Shen Xinyan couldn't help but be dazed when looking at his smile.

Compared with the former Prince of the Duke of England, Wei Junting, who had a great reputation and amazing talent, this man did not have much prospects and lived under the shadow of his brother all his life. Even though Wei Junting had passed away for many years, when people mentioned the Prince of the Duke of England, they always compared him with him, lamenting that the Duke of England's Mansion might have no successor.

Only this broad-minded man never took those rumors to heart. Even when someone mocked him in front of him, saying that he was useless and far inferior to Wei Junting who had been dead for many years, he was not annoyed at all, but accepted it with a smile.

She had no wish to marry him, especially since her best friends would always show off their husbands' achievements after getting married, intentionally or unintentionally. Even if their gazes towards her were sympathetic, they always had a sense of superiority, which made her feel ashamed.

On one side is her husband who makes her embarrassed in front of her sisters, and on the other side is her outstanding son who often makes her proud. Over time, her focus has shifted more and more towards her son, and she only regards her son as her only support.

She thought that if she had not taken her son so seriously in her previous life and had not held him so tightly, perhaps the series of events that followed would not have happened.

Or, as the strange voice her wandering spirit heard said, everything she did in her last life was just a "widow's mentality"?

She curled her lips sarcastically.

Even though she had a husband, children and daughter, she still developed a "widow mentality", which led to her ending up like that. It was all her own fault.

Wei Junhang was absent-mindedly coaxing his daughter, his eyes always involuntarily looking at his wife beside him. Seeing that her expression seemed to be somewhat sad and a little self-deprecating, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Why is the lady so depressed? Is there something bothering her? Is it because of her son? Or the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion? It shouldn't be the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion, right? He had met with his eldest brother-in-law a few days ago, and he didn't think there would be anything in the Marquis's Mansion that would worry his lady.

Since it's not the Earl's Mansion, then it must be his son? It makes sense. She loves her son so much, but she can't raise him personally. Apart from visiting him every morning and evening and on important festivals, it's not easy for her to see her son. After so many years, how can she not feel depressed!

He found the answer in his heart and made a decision secretly.

Shen Xinyan didn't know that he had come up with the answer in just a short while. She calmed down her thoughts, walked over to rescue her daughter whose hair was messed up by her bad father, and glared at the unruly prince: "Okay, you are so old, and you are still messing with a little girl."

Wei Junhang was smiling and looked in a good mood.

Shen Xinyan ignored him, took her daughter's hand, took the wet towel handed to her by Chunliu and wiped her face, then she personally re-combed two flower buds for her, and then let Chunliu lead her out.

"I just heard from my sister-in-law that you withdrew one hundred taels from the public treasury some time ago. Is this true?" Shen Xinyan asked as she personally poured tea for Wei Junhang.

"This, this, it's true." Wei Junhang avoided her gaze guiltily and answered stutteringly.

However, he was also somewhat excited unconsciously. This was the first time his wife had taken the initiative to ask about him!

Thinking of this, he straightened his back even more, as if to say, "No matter what you ask, I will answer honestly."

However, Shen Xinyan didn't notice his thoughts and got up and went into the inner room.

Wei Junhang stared at her back blankly. After a moment, he felt like an eggplant hit by frost. He sighed deeply and touched his nose dejectedly.

When Shen Xinyan came out, she saw him looking listless and droopy. She was startled and asked suspiciously, "What happened?"

"No, it's okay." Wei Junhang replied in a low voice, but the look in his eyes showed a little grievance that could not be ignored.