Chapter 7 A Little Dumpling Like the Spring Sun
These words sound absurd to anyone, let alone Sheng Sheng, who is practically Thirteen's master.
Even Thirteen felt sorry for the well-behaved and adorable little dumpling, let alone Xie Yunchuan.
Xie Yunchuan's lips were pressed into a thin line, revealing no emotion.
The servant spoke haltingly and incompletely, but Xie Yunchuan already understood.
Blood transfusion...?
Was Sheng Sheng kept just to be a blood bank for the young ladies of the manor?
That was his most cherished treasure!
Sheng Sheng should have been a princess who grew up pampered and spoiled in the palace, but...!
Xie Yunchuan's eyes welled up with tears; he simply couldn't imagine how Shengsheng had grown up over the past five years.
If he hadn't happened to be passing by that night, would Sheng Sheng have...?
"My lord, my lord, please spare me, my lord!"
Xie Yunchuan looked up, and the coldness in his eyes sent a chill down the servant's spine.
Thirteen asked, "Your Highness, should we dispose of it?"
"No," Xie Yunchuan said, "keep him."
The sudden death of the servant would attract attention, and besides, he had more important things to do.
The Duke of Jingguo was always moderate. Even if it was to save his daughter, he did not believe that the Duke of Jingguo's mansion would openly plan a fire to make the princess "die" in the fire, and then take the princess back to the mansion to raise her as a blood slave.
Moreover, although the Duke of Jingguo's mansion has declined, it is still a ducal family with its own heritage, and the royal family has not completely ignored it.
The Duke of Jingguo's mansion had neither the reason nor the courage to do so.
Therefore, there must be someone else behind this.
"Keep him alive until we find out who's behind this."
Having said that, Xie Yunchuan turned and left.
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The next day.
The little dumpling sneaked out to play last night and went to bed a bit late. She was still a little sleepy when she woke up this morning.
Huang Ying wet a cloth and wiped the little one's face. Seeing the little one struggling to put on her clothes even though her eyes were barely open, she didn't know whether to praise her for being well-behaved and sensible or to marvel at how cute she was.
Huang Ying smiled and said, "Princess, let me help you get dressed. You can barely open your eyes. Did you not sleep well last night?"
Upon hearing this, the little dumpling was afraid that her adventure last night had been discovered, so she quickly rubbed her eyes and tried to open them wide: "No, no, it's just that Sheng Sheng feels a little pain here, and she feels a bit uncomfortable."
After thinking for a long time, Sheng Sheng could only come up with this one reason.
Yan Hu yawned in the corner and saw the little guy's nervous eyes darting around when he lied, and he immediately laughed.
"Children who lie will not grow tall."
Sheng Sheng pouted and secretly glared at him. As Huang Ying took her belt and tied it for her, she mouthed to Yan Hu, "You still have to talk, Yan Hu is also at fault."
Yan Hu stretched out his four paws and trotted over to him, "I was just thinking of taking you out for some fresh air, but who would have thought we'd run into... other people, which made things a bit more difficult."
Sheng Sheng then remembered that last night she met a "tree god uncle" and watched a "sky full of fireflies" with him.
Sheng Sheng was lost in thought, but Huang Ying genuinely believed that she was in so much pain that it was affecting her sleep. She nervously picked up Sheng Sheng's wrist and examined it for a long time.
"It's all my fault. I didn't notice that the princess was in pain, which caused you to not sleep well. I'll move to the side room of this palace tonight, so that if you're in pain again at night, or if anything happens, you can call me."
Sheng Sheng quickly waved her hand: "No need, no need, I can do it myself!"
“No, Princess, you are still so young. How can you go alone?” Huang Ying felt more and more guilty for her carelessness yesterday. “This servant was really careless. I should have come last night.”
Although her wrist was really hurting, she didn't want to trouble Sister Huang Ying.
Huang Ying spoke faster and faster, and no one could get a word in edgewise. She could only blink and let her help her put on her dress.
Sheng Sheng was unaware that children of this age need to be looked after by others, especially since she was a princess; these were things that palace maids were supposed to do.
Sheng Sheng simply didn't want to trouble others from the bottom of her heart. She didn't understand why, but in her subconscious, troubling others would make her unpopular.
Huang Ying went to instruct someone to summon the imperial physician. After Sheng Sheng had finished dressing up, the imperial physician arrived.
It was Physician Li who came again. Xie Yunchuan had given the order, and Physician Li dared not let anyone else interfere. Even though it was just to treat the wound, he still came in person.
Sheng Sheng was beautiful and clever, which made it hard for Physician Li not to remember her.
But today, the soft and cuddly little dumpling has changed into a gorgeous dress, with lifelike golden flowers embroidered on the silk.
The little girl sat upright on a carved low stool, her pale yellow shirt making her look like a flower bud just beginning to bloom under the warm spring sun, as if the chill of late autumn was about to be replaced by this touch of spring sunshine.
Her curved eyebrows resembled crescent moons, beneath which were a pair of large, watery eyes, their dark pupils clear and bright.
Apart from being a little pale and thin, she looked exactly like a jade doll that had stepped out of a painting.
Even though Imperial Physician Li had been in the palace for so many years and had seen countless beauties, he was still amazed by her unique temperament.
"Uncle Imperial Physician, thank you for your hard work."
She smiled gently and offered her wrist for him to examine.
Doctor Li was taken aback. He quickly removed the bandage from her wrist and reapplied the medicine.
Xie Yunchuan had been investigating all night. When he returned, he heard that Xiao Tuanzi's wrist was hurting, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed over. As soon as he entered the door, he asked...
"Sheng'er, how's your wrist?"
Just as Physician Li finished re-bandaging her, the little dumpling was overjoyed to see Xie Yunchuan return. She stretched out her short legs and jumped down from the low stool.
"elder brother!"
Xie Yunchuan picked up the little dumpling, frowned, and weighed it in his hands: "Too light. Huang Ying, go and serve breakfast."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Huang Ying smiled and went out to serve the meal. At the right moment, Imperial Physician Li spoke up: "Your Highness, the princess's wrist wound is quite deep and has not been treated in time, which is why it hurts in the middle of the night. I will give you a medicinal ointment. Apply it three times a day for half a month and it will heal."
Xie Yunchuan nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Physician Li."
Sheng Sheng shook her head, her hair was styled into two small buns, and several strings of small silver beads hung from the osmanthus hairpins on the buns, making a tinkling sound.
"Brother, look! Sister Huangying has styled Shengsheng's hair beautifully and given her some pretty flowers!" Shengsheng spread her arms and waved her sleeves expectantly. "And this, this is the first time Shengsheng has ever worn such beautiful clothes!"
The little dumpling meant to ask him if it looked good and ask for praise, but Xie Yunchuan felt heartbroken listening to it.
The night before, when he found Shengsheng, her small body, wrapped in rags, was only wearing a thin old shirt. Her hair was messy and she was filthy, looking exactly like a little beggar.
His body was covered with numerous light and heavy scars, which were unsettling to see.
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