The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Mother Song blinked in surprise.

Due to certain restrictions in ancient times, although Song's mother was a very open-minded woman, she still followed the rules and believed that adults should make decisions and never listened to the children's suggestions.

Seeing Qingyin's resolute attitude, Song's mother hesitated a little but still did not insist on letting her granddaughter leave.

Qingyin waved gently towards Liu Niannian, "Niannian, come here."

Liu Niannian walked obediently to Qingyin's bed and sat down.

"Niannian, your grandmother came here hoping to change your name so you can take your mother's surname. Are you willing?"

Qingyin asked Liu Niannian seriously.

Liu Niannian tilted her head and said without hesitation, "I do."

Seeing Liu Niannian agreeing without hesitation, Qingyin couldn't help but rub the little girl's head again.

"Nian Nian is so cute."

Liu Niannian blushed when her mother praised her, and she did not forget to politely ask her grandmother what her new name was.

Song's mother also thought her granddaughter was so cute.

She kindly pinched Liu Niannian's cheek and said, "Grandma and your grandfather haven't decided on a name for you yet. They just looked up three names from the dictionary, so today we came to ask your mother if she has any other suggestions."

Qingyin nodded. "Is that so, Mother? First, tell me the three names that Father has thought of."

Mother Song cleared her throat and said, "Song Ruojin, Song Chuyan, Song Jingxian, take a look. Which name do you think is good?"

After hearing the three names, Qingyin observed Liu Niannian's expression, thought for a moment, and said, "I know that the three names father chose are all excellent, but Nian Nian's previous name was too simple. I want to give her a name that will let everyone know that she is my cherished pearl. How about the word 'treasure'?"

"Zhenbao, Song Zhenbao."

Song's mother was a little surprised and read it twice more.

"Although your name is unconventional, it's also quite nice to pronounce. It's a treasure that you cherish. Good name."

Qingyin looked at the stunned Liu Niannian, "Niannian, do you like this name?"

Liu Niannian, no, it should be Song Zhenbao's eyes couldn't help but turn red. She threw herself into Qingyin's arms and said, "I like it. I like it very much."

The three-year-old girl could not understand the beautiful blessings contained in the profound names given by her grandfather, but she could understand these direct and simple words better.

Treasure, precious treasure. Did her mother give her this name because she thought she was her precious treasure? At this moment, Liu Niannian, no, she, Song Zhenbao, felt that she was the happiest child in the world.

Seeing how much her granddaughter liked it, Song's mother's eyes softened.

"Now, your mother is no longer worried about you, but now that your name has been changed, shouldn't you also address me as..."

Qingyin shook her head. "Nian Nian likes calling me this name every day. There's no need to change it. Just treat it as your treasure's nickname."

Mother Song's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea. We're used to calling her Nian Nian."

Song Zhenbao secretly pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

After confirming the new name for her granddaughter, Song's mother was anxious to inform Song's father to change Nian Nian's name in the household registration as soon as possible. When she said this in front of Song's father, Song's mother had an eager smile on her face.

"Old man, you don't know how much Nian Nian likes the name Qingqing gave her. She always has a smile on her face, and she thinks we don't know, so she smiles secretly behind our backs."

"That's so cute."

"Well, now I'm finally not worried about the relationship between my daughter and Nian Nian."

Father Song listened to his old wife's chatter and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

"I've said it before, you're just worrying about the relationship between Qingqing and Nian Nian. How could Nian Nian possibly dislike her mother in the future?"

Mother Song curled her lips, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "How can I not worry? My daughter treated Nian Nian like that before, which was no different from not caring at all. Nian Nian was young at that time, craving maternal love and always liked her mother. Later, Qingqing's attitude didn't change. Qingqing still liked that brat Liu Zhi. Nian Nian is my only daughter, and if she doesn't care about her, how can I not worry?"

"And Mr. Song, don't you know how cold your daughter was to Nian Nian at that time?"

Hearing this, Song's father also fell silent, and said with a guilty conscience: "Hasn't Qingqing changed?"

"That's right. Now I don't have to worry about Qingqing. Even if she doesn't get married in the future, Nian Nian will be able to take good care of her mother."

Song's mother said sadly.

When Song's father saw his wife fall silent, he knew that she was overthinking again, so he quickly changed the subject.

"I'll go to the Ministry of Household Affairs tonight to register Nian Nian and change her name. Can you see if there's anything you need me to bring back?"

When he was young, in order to please his mother, Song's father liked to bring her a gift on the street, such as a snack, a pearl hairpin, or a bracelet. The gift was not expensive, but it would make his sweetheart happy for a while.

But after Song's father passed the imperial examination and became an official, he became increasingly busy and this little surprise gradually disappeared.

Upon hearing this, Song's mother blushed, and she thought of the sweetness of their youth. She rolled her eyes at Song's father angrily and said, "Why bring it? There are so many servants at home. I don't need you to bring it to me."

Father Song smiled flatteringly, "Wanwan, how can someone else's feelings replace my own?"

Wanwan was the sweet name Song's father gave to his mother. Her full name was Song Qingwan. Although she also shared the surname Song, she had nothing to do with his father. She was the daughter of another prominent family in Beijing.

Song's mother gave him a sidelong glance, but ultimately did not reject her husband's kindness.

"Well, when you go to court tomorrow, you must remember to tell the Liu family that Nian Nian is now called Song Zhenbao, okay?"

When saying the three words "Song Zhenbao", Song's mother's tone became a little heavier.

Father Song also guessed what his wife meant. His eyes lit up, "Wanwan is really smart. I promise to explain it in detail after leaving the court. It just so happens that that old bastard Liu Yue is back. If I don't piss him off, I'll take your last name!"

Song's mother didn't react at first, but when it was read again, she raised her eyebrows and pinched Song's ear with her hand.

"Song Anhuai, you share the same surname as me, isn't it also Song?"

Song’s father, whose ears were pinched: Hehe, I miss the wife who used to get shy just by looking at him.

……

Qingyin was in the yard, unaware that the new name she had given her daughter almost led to the tragic end of her old father.

The next morning.

Officials attended court and left court as usual.

Lord Song was woken up very early in the morning by his wife. With sleepy eyes, he squinted his eyes and walked tiredly on the way to court.

On the road, officials would sometimes meet familiar friends and chat while walking.

Song's father met his old friend, Doctor Wang from the Ministry of Rites.

"Good morning, Master Song."

"morning."

"What does Lord Song think of yesterday's political events?"

"morning."

Doctor Wang: “…”

Doctor Wang woke up from the political affairs he was thinking about, raised his head and glanced at Song Anhuai who was walking forward stiffly.

The half-open eyes and the huge dark circles under the eyes undoubtedly told his friend why he answered his question irrelevantly.

Doctor Wang sincerely asked, "What did you do yesterday? Why are you so sleepy?"