Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Shen Nanqiao stopped as she was told, but saw King Cheng take three or two steps forward and stand beside her.

The girl's profile was quiet and beautiful, with a kind of indifference that was inconsistent with her age, which made Prince Cheng feel an indescribable emotion.

"That woman just said, what happened to your mother before she died?"

Shen Nanqiao was slightly stunned.

When he looked at King Cheng again, there was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes. Although they were old friends, wasn't this concern a bit too much?

A strange idea suddenly popped up in her mind, but she quickly suppressed it before it could take root or sprout.

"Isn't your concern a bit too much?" She tried to be as tactful as possible. "This is my mother's private matter."

Prince Cheng was stunned by the question.

For a moment, he even wanted to tell Shen Nanqiao about his experiences as a child, but looking at Shen Nanqiao's face which was 80% similar to his biological mother, he couldn't open his mouth.

If she were still alive, she would definitely not want her daughter to know about her shameful past, right?

After all, no matter who it is, this would seem a bit unorthodox. As the instigator, no matter how selfish he is, he should respect the thoughts of the deceased.

However, for some reason, Prince Cheng always had an outrageous sense of trance in the past two days. He once wondered if Shen Nanqiao could be his daughter.

Although he knew that this idea was extremely absurd, her age was exactly right, and Shen Mingde didn't pay much attention to her. This indifference gave him a little hope.

He had originally forced himself to keep this bit of hope tightly sealed, but Shen Jingyi's unfinished words just now were like a small flame, which once again ignited the speculation in his heart.

If Ning Su hadn't acted so quickly, he would have even wanted to find out what was going on on the spot.

"My lord... I just want to help." He said almost earnestly, "If there is anything you need from me, just let me know."

He couldn't imagine what the scene would be like if the child in front of him was his own flesh and blood.

How painful, scared and anxious she must have been when she found out she was pregnant.

However, the thought that he was completely out of the picture at that moment tormented him so much that he almost went crazy.

Shen Nanqiao didn't know that King Cheng was struggling with his conscience, but she did sense something was amiss from his overly attentive attitude.

is it possible?

The wild man she has always wanted to find is either far away or right in front of her?

Shen Nanqiao quickly came up with a plan in his mind. Although the situation was urgent and he had no time to think about it in detail, it was a perfect way to break the current impasse.

"I don't need any help from the prince. As for the culprit who slandered my mother, he should kneel before her as punishment." Shen Nanqiao paused deliberately and said, "I believe my mother will hear it."

King Cheng raised his head hopefully.

"Your mother's spirit tablet was brought to your house?"

This is not against the rules. According to common sense, Mrs. Shen’s tablet should be in the Shen family.

"My mother was most worried about me, so she took the opportunity to bring me here during the Chinese New Year."

Shen Nanqiao remained calm. After all, it wasn't a lie, as her mother had been brought here in the first place. And to make it more convincing, she added another sentence.

"My husband doesn't mind."

Prince Cheng was overwhelmed.

If he thought about it carefully, he would find that even if the Shen family disliked the eldest daughter-in-law, they would not allow the married daughter to take the tablet away.

But he just believed it.

Because I was looking forward to it too much, I had no time to distinguish the truth from the false.

"Can... I also go and pay my respects to the deceased?"

When Mrs. Shen died, he was on a military campaign and had no position or reason to return to Beijing.

For so many years, he had been thinking about the fact that he had not been able to see her for the last time.

Although it is impossible to realize this dream in my lifetime, if I can pay my respects in front of the memorial tablet, it can be a token of my appreciation.

Shen Nanqiao deliberately hesitated for a moment.

"Originally, this is not in accordance with etiquette, but the prince is an old acquaintance and he is sincere, so let's make an exception."

King Cheng was overjoyed.

Shen Nanqiao suppressed his surging emotions and led his men to the backyard.

Along the way, Prince Cheng carefully observed Shen Nanqiao, and the more he looked, the more friendly he felt.

"Do you like snacks? Wuyouju's almond pancakes are really good."

"Is the monthly allowance enough? Is Ning Su generous enough to you?"

"By the way, I have a batch of Shu brocade in my house, the patterns and styles are all nice..."

"Your Highness." Before he finished speaking, Shen Nanqiao interrupted him with a smile, "We are not related, so it is not appropriate."

Prince Cheng was visibly stunned for a moment, and then he heard her speak softly again.

"You don't have to make small talk."

Ning Su was listening from behind and almost laughed out loud.

Although he was not sure what Shen Nanqiao was up to, he had a pretty good guess when he saw her bringing the person to the backyard.

The conflicting emotions she had towards her biological father had been written all over her face over the past two days. She just happened to have the same guess. Although there was no way of knowing what happened back then, Prince Cheng was indeed the most likely suspect.

So he followed the two of them to the backyard without saying a word.

Mrs. Shen had been feeling uneasy ever since she smashed the bowl, and she looked a little unhappy when she returned to her room.

Linglong had been serving Madam Shen these days and knew that she was always steady and could remain calm even when faced with a huge collapse. But seeing that she was obviously confused today, she couldn't help but ask cautiously.

"But what's up Miss?"

Mrs. Shen's expression relaxed slightly and she raised her eyes and said.

"I just slipped and broke the bowl. Go to the kitchen and bring another bowl of medicine to Qiao Qiao and tell her to drink it while it's hot."

Linglong couldn't figure it out.

"Madam has been up all morning, aren't you going to send it off in person?"

This is a great time for mother and daughter to repair their relationship.

Mrs. Shen forced a smile.

"There are guests in the front yard. Given my current status, I cannot show up in public."

Linglong suddenly realized, put down the work in her hands, and went as she was told.

Mrs. Shen stood in front of the flower window, picked up some fish food and fed the two goldfish in the tank, trying to calm her mood.

Yet, my heart was still in turmoil.

Wasn't he always on earth? How could he suddenly come back?

There was no way I would mistake that voice just now.

And most importantly, how did he meet Qiao Qiao?

Although he kept his mouth shut about what happened back then, there was no guarantee that he would discover some clues later.

That's not right. Given that man's temper, if he had such a guess, he would most likely put it into action. But he hasn't shown up in all these years, so he should be safe.

Mrs. Shen was still comforting herself. After all, she was already a dead person. Even if he had doubts, could he really dig up her grave?

When she felt a little relieved, she heard someone knocking on the door. She thought it was Linglong who had returned, so she got up and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, Shen Nanqiao's beautiful face was revealed.

Mrs. Shen was about to speak when she caught a glimpse of a tall figure following behind her out of the corner of her eye.

The afternoon light evenly hit half of his face, allowing everyone to see it clearly.

He has a tall and straight figure, deep facial features carved by a knife and an axe, and a hint of majesty. Although his temples are now gray, he is still the same person as before.

Mrs. Shen was horrified and curled her lips, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Shen Nanqiao originally took a huge risk in this gamble, but looking at each other's expressions, he knew it was almost certain.

Prince Cheng recovered from his initial shock, stepped onto the stairs in one quick step, and reached out to hold Madam Shen's thin shoulders.