"Let's start tonight."
Shen Zongyu's robes fluttered, his black hair danced, and he strode into the gate of Changping Marquis' Mansion.
Ning Yu sat in the carriage, clenching his fingers, beads of sweat appearing on his palms.
This is too fast, and how can this disease be cured?
Ning Yu had finally recovered from the news when the carriage had already arrived at the back door of the Marquis of Changping's Mansion.
Ning Yu lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.
Since there were few people at the back door, there was no movement.
Ning Yu returned to Shi'an Garden and found that someone had already moved into the room where Madam Wang lived. The person inside seemed to have heard the noise and came out. He looked younger than her, with a beautiful face and fair skin.
"Madam Ning, I'm the wet nurse that Nanny Yuan just hired. You can just call me Xiaohe." Xiaohe secretly glanced at Ning Yu with disdain in her eyes. She didn't look that great.
She had just given birth to a child when her husband died unexpectedly, leaving her a widow. She simply spent some money to move into the Marquis of Changping's Mansion.
Maybe with her beauty, she can even become a concubine.
Because of Madam Wang, Ning Yu was neither cold nor indifferent. She just responded, then went to get a basin of clean water and washed the ointment off her face.
At this time, Xiao He anxiously knocked on Ning Yu's door, "Madam Ning, I don't know what's going on. The young master has been crying and refused to drink milk..."
The door slowly opened, and Xiao He was completely stunned when she saw Ning Yu's face.
A face as white as a lotus, with clear and tender skin, sparkling eyes, with the tails of the eyes raised, and a hint of red...
How could this be the ordinary Madam Ning from before?
Xiao He's eyes flickered with fear, and her tone was somewhat incredulous, "Are you Madam Ning? How did you suddenly become so beautiful..."
Ning Yu casually made up an excuse, "My face was sunburned and needed some medicine, but it's all healed now."
Ning Yu ignored Xiao He and walked towards the young master.
As soon as I entered, I heard the baby crying in the room. The voice was very small and pitiful.
Ning Yu felt a little distressed, and quickly picked up the little boy and coaxed him gently.
When the little boy smelled the familiar scent, he soon stopped crying, but his little mouth kept moving, as if he was hungry.
Ning Yu undressed without saying a word and fed the little boy.
After he had eaten his fill, Ning Yu put on her clothes and put the little boy in the rocking bed. Probably because he was full and satisfied, he soon fell asleep.
Two unhurried footsteps were heard at the door, mixed with a soft and worried voice, "Jing'er was crying just now, eh, I'm really worried that something has happened..."
They both said in unison, "Greetings to the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."
Xiao He secretly glanced at Chen Si. She didn't expect that the prince would be so handsome, stunningly handsome, and noble.
Chen Si was worried about his son. He glanced at the rocking bed and asked in a low voice, "How is Jing'er now?"
Xiao He wanted to attract Shen Si's attention, and her voice was delicate, "Master, the young master just fell asleep."
Yuan Xian frowned when she saw the obvious admiration in Xiao He's eyes. She was just a wet nurse, yet she dared to covet the prince.
Yuan Xian looked at the prince, but Shen Si didn't look at Xiao He, and his heart had not yet revealed a trace of joy. Following his gaze, his eyes fell on Ning Yu.
Only then did Yuan Xian notice that Madam Ning was not what she had imagined. Her facial features were still the same, but her skin was no longer dull, but had become white and tender, like a pear blossom that had been washed clean of dust.
A face as pure as a lotus, without any makeup, eyes full of autumnal sparkles, and the thin fabric fits her perfectly, showing off her graceful and charming figure.
A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Si's eyes. He guessed that Ning Yu might have done something to her face, but he didn't expect it to be so fascinating.
Yuan Xian saw that Chen Si hadn't recovered yet, and her face twisted for a moment before she managed to recover. "Madam Ning, thanks for your timely reminder yesterday..."
After saying that, he generously gave Ning Yu a lot of things.
Shen Si was very satisfied with Yuan Xian’s actions.
Yuan Xian returned to Shi'an Garden, and the anger that had been suppressed soon erupted. She threw all the teacups on the table to the ground with a loud noise.
"Madam Yuan, how could you invite a witch like Madam Ning in here! It seems like something has been done to her face before!" Yuan Xian was so angry when she thought that the prince's eyes were almost hooked by her.
Thinking of the prince's concubines, she felt even more jealous.
A vicious glint flashed in Nanny Yuan's eyes. "If the Crown Prince's wife doesn't like it, I'd better find a reason to beat her to death..."
Yuan Xian's expression had returned to its dignified and calm demeanor, and her voice was filled with coldness. "The prince has already remembered her. If she dies inexplicably, he will definitely blame me. It's better to wait until the prince marries her. Then her life and death will be in my hands."
Madam Yuan snorted coldly, "That's a real bargain for Madam Ning."
The night was as dark as water, with a new moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight poured down, enveloping Jingtao Pavilion.
Ning Yu lowered her head, the evening breeze blew through the corners of her clothes, causing them to sway gently. It took her a quarter of an hour to get from Shi'an Garden to Jingtao Pavilion.
Wei Cheng saw the familiar and graceful figure appear in Jingtao Pavilion and stepped forward to greet her. He said respectfully, "The Marquis has been waiting for you in the study for a long time."
Ning Yu followed behind Wei Cheng.
Wei Chengdao said, "The Marquis is in the study, so I won't go in."
Ning Yu hesitated for a while, then knocked on the door.
A deep and textured voice came from inside, "Come in."
Ning Yu slowly opened the door, closed it, and bowed to Shen Zongyu, "This servant greets the Marquis."
Shen Zongyu didn't like Ning Yu's self-proclaimed title, and said lightly, "Don't call yourself a slave in front of me in the future."
Before Ning Yu could understand, Shen Zongyu looked down at the woman in front of him with a deep gaze, "Serve me with my writing first."
Ning Yu breathed a sigh of relief and went forward to grind ink for Shen Zongyu.
Ning Yu was a little bored, and her eyes somehow fell on his hands.
The man held the pen with his bony fingers and wrote on the paper. His words were so powerful that they could be seen through the back of the paper. The blue veins on the back of his hand were particularly obvious.
His gaze gradually moved upwards. His brows were deeply furrowed, his nose was high, and his jawline was cold and smooth, revealing a sense of decisiveness and ruthlessness.
Shen Zongyu is quite good-looking.
Ning Yu sighed inwardly, and suddenly a strong arm hugged her waist. Ning Yu was startled and couldn't help but scream.
Her back was pressed tightly against the man's hard and thick chest, and she could vaguely feel the warmth of Shen Zongyu's body.
Ning Yu subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the big hand firmly held her slender waist.
"Don't move."
A man's low and hoarse voice came from her ears, and his warm breath sprayed all over her earlobe, causing goose bumps to form on her skin.
Suddenly, she felt as if something sharp was pressing against her from behind.
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