Remarry 9,000 Years Old

When these words reached Shen Nanqiao's ears through Ning Su's mouth, she just sighed deeply.

My mother's knot in her heart cannot be resolved overnight, but looking at the relationship between her and Prince Cheng, it doesn't seem like an affair without a matchmaker, but rather there is real love between them.

Yes, think about it, Prince Cheng has been single for more than ten years. If he had not loved someone so deeply when he was young, how could he never get married?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh again.

Originally, she just wanted to force her mother. Although she had guessed before that Prince Cheng might be her biological father, after confirming it, she felt a little at a loss as to what to do.

Although Shen Mingde treated her indifferently over the years, she always believed in her heart that the Shen family was her roots. However, just a few days overturned all her past cognition.

The father is not the father, the younger brother is not the younger brother, and even the mother is not the mother I imagined.

Ning Su saw the little girl's expression changing rapidly and guessed that she must be feeling mixed emotions.

"Those are things of the previous generation. If you don't want to recognize him, you can just pretend that you don't know." Ning Su paused, "With my current ability, it is not difficult to keep Prince Cheng out."

Shen Nanqiao smiled, knowing that he was trying to reassure himself.

Strangely enough, at this moment when she had no place to put her thoughts, Ning Su's open-mindedness gave her a rare sense of security.

"You're right. I have no say in this matter. Everything depends on my mother's opinion." She took a deep breath. "As for me, it doesn't matter if I remain a fatherless child."

Ning Su clenched his fists in his sleeves and suddenly reached out to her.

"It's all right, you see. I'm the same way."

If you look closely, these words are quite disrespectful. He is clearly insulting the late emperor with his sweet words.

So even someone as eloquent and quick-witted as Shen Nanqiao was at a loss for a moment.

"There's no need to comfort me like that..."

Ning Su simply patted her hands.

"I'm not trying to comfort you, it's just the truth. I grew up in Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion, and it's no different from having no parents. Look, I'm living a good life now, aren't I?"

Shen Nanqiao looked at his indifferent expression and felt that the sense of security he had just felt became stronger, so he couldn't help but add another sentence.

“It will only get better.”

The couple was rarely affectionate with each other, but they heard Aunt Liu reporting respectfully outside the house.

"The banquet in the front yard is almost over. *** sent an old servant to ask if you need her to see the guests off for you."

After taking the detoxification pill, Shen Nanqiao felt that she had recovered a lot. She raised her head and spoke loudly.

"No need, tell ***, I'll go see you off right away."

Ning Su was about to interrupt when he saw Shen Nanqiao waving his hand.

"This is the first time I've hosted a banquet in my own name since I became Madam Ning. The last time I hosted an old lady's birthday banquet doesn't count. So as the host, I have to see things through to the end."

Seeing this, Ning Su could only watch her put on her clothes, apply some new makeup, and go to the front yard.

*** saw her coming and even smiled and joked with her.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just rest in the back. I'll take care of these people for you. We're all experienced people, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

The ladies here knew that menstruation was not very comfortable, and the girl had just gotten married and her body might not be strong enough, so they all showed understanding expressions.

Shen Nanqiao smiled with her lips pursed, her face slightly red, and she looked like an embarrassed little girl.

However, the wife of the Grand Tutor was amazed.

"I didn't expect that such a smooth-talking, crystal-hearted person would be shy sometimes!"

Everyone started laughing, and the atmosphere became more lively.

Shen Nanqiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, turned around and told Aunt Liu to prepare gifts.

In a short while, several maids came out carrying a large pile of carved red lacquer boxes, large and small, neatly placed on the table.

The Grand Tutor's wife joked.

"Why, can't we eat and take it at the same time?"

Shen Nanqiao said with a smile.

"It's not something expensive, and you all don't need anything. It's just to wish for a good start in the new year. Everyone can pick one. The auspiciousness inside is different." She winked slyly, "It's to predict your luck for next year."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Tutor's wife immediately became excited.

"Blind pick? That's interesting."

She reached out and picked up a box of moderate size, opened it and saw a flawless piece of fine mutton-fat jade inside. Although it was only an inch square, it was carved with a few plum blossoms, meaning "joy on the brows".

Shen Nanqiao laughed immediately.

"After all, it's the wife of the Grand Tutor who is lucky. But you have both a son and a daughter, and your husband is successful in his career. How can you be happy?" She paused, "I'm afraid that the young master and young lady in the mansion are about to have a lucky break?"

These words hit the mark of the Grand Tutor's wife, and she smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

"That's really a good omen! If it really comes true, I'll treat you to a feast."

When the other ladies saw this, they also found it interesting and took gift boxes from the table.

They opened them one after another, and found pomegranate seed ornaments symbolizing fertility and good fortune, and chime bells symbolizing good fortune and luck, and everyone was satisfied.

"This is a really new way. In previous years, everyone used the same gift, which was really boring. I will learn it later. I will invite you to my house for a banquet in two days."

*** watched coldly from the side, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. Wasn’t this the blind box that was popular in her era?

How could Shen Nanqiao, a native noblewoman, know all this?

Given the tense relationship between her and Shen Jingyi, she would definitely not give her any advice, right?

Shen Nanqiao had no idea of ​​her husband's inner speculation. She sent the guests away one by one, but saw a dark shadow flash by the corner gate leading to Pingyuan Marquis Mansion.

A familiar figure took advantage of the chaos and went to the yard over there.

She nodded secretly in her heart.