Dad, open the door. I'll bring your mistress back for you.

Shen Chuning lay on the bed, with beads of sweat on her forehead. She dreamed of the summer when she was eleven years old.

As the only daughter in two generations of the king's uncle's family, she was not only pampered in the family, but even her great-aunt who was the empress dowager in the palace doted on her.

Among the tribute items sent by Persia that year was a cat. It was snow-white all over, with only two eyes, one blue and one green. It was very cute. The Queen Mother knew that she had loved these furry toys since she was a child, so she gave it to her as a reward.

But on the way out of the palace, he met the Sixth Princess Xiao Jinhuan, who also fell in love with the cat.

When she failed to snatch the cat by force, she asked Concubine Qin to put pressure on Madam Shen San, Shen Chuning's mother, and eventually the cat was brought back into the palace.

That evening, a small box was sent out from the palace, saying it was a thank-you gift from the Sixth Princess.

Shen Chuning opened the box and saw two blood-stained eyeballs, one blue and one green.

Shen Chuning, who was only eleven years old, had never seen such a scene before. She was so frightened that she fell ill.

After that, I often dreamed of the scene, but I never dreamed of it again after I came of age.

"Maybe I'm about to die, so I dreamed about my childhood again." Shen Chuning thought to herself.

She slowly opened her eyes, and her body still felt the familiar weakness, exactly the same as she had felt during the last few days in the Third Prince's Mansion.

Didn’t Shen Jingwan say that she would die if she took the medicine? Didn’t she die after fainting?

Shen Chuning rolled her eyes and saw the black lacquered beechwood bed decorated with crabapple blossoms. This was not the Third Prince's residence, but her boudoir in the Prime Minister's residence before she got married.

Was she taken back? Didn't Shen Jingwan say that her grandmother and mother were dead? Did she lie to her?

"Grandma...Mother..." The voice was hoarse but childish. Was it her voice?

"Miss, are you awake?" A joyful voice was heard, and then a little maid ran into the room.

The little maid was wearing a light red silk jacket with a green satin vest over it, and had two buns on her head. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

She skillfully rolled up the outer layer of lake blue silk bed curtains, hooked it with a red gold curtain hook, and then gently lifted the inner layer of gauze.

"Birui." Shen Chuning called softly, her voice a little hoarse, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The little maid in front of her was none other than Birui, the senior maid who had served her since she was a child.

Birui was seven years older than her and had married into the Third Prince's mansion with her.

However, just because the eunuch beside Xiao Yuanlang took a fancy to her, he forcibly took Birui away.

In less than a month, Birui was tortured to death.

Thinking of this, Shen Chuning felt a pang of pain in her heart. She hated herself for being too weak and unable to protect even the people closest to her.

Now, she is about to die, but fortunately Birui is here to pick her up, so she won't feel lonely on the road to the underworld.

When Birui saw Shen Chuning wake up, a happy smile appeared on her face. She hurriedly shouted towards the door, "Go tell the old lady and the third lady that the young lady is awake!"

After shouting, Birui half-knelt again, gently took out the handkerchief in her hand, and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of Shen Chuning's eyes.

Birui said gently, "Miss, please stop crying. It would be bad if you accidentally hurt your eyes."

Shen Chuning felt the warmth of Birui's hand, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

She quickly raised her right hand and held Birui's hand tightly.

At this moment, she was surprised to find that her hands were so small.

Could it be that all this was just a dream? Or had she really been reborn and returned to the past?

Shen Chuning suppressed her excitement and asked softly, "Birui, what year is it now?"

Birui felt a little strange after hearing this, but she still replied: "This year is the fourteenth year of Mingde, Miss, you are not burning your brain because of the fever, are you?"

After saying that, she gently touched Shen Chuning's forehead with the back of her hand.

The fourteenth year of Mingde... Shen Chuning is eleven years old!

In her previous life, Shen Chuning was frightened by a kitten and was in a coma for three whole days.

After waking up, her temperament changed drastically. She changed from a lively, cute and innocent child who was loved by everyone to a taciturn child who was unwilling to communicate with others.

"I'm only eleven years old, there's still time for everything." Shen Chuning thought to herself.

"Hurry up! Quedou is still so young, but he can't walk as fast as an old woman like me."

"Old lady, please be careful. The young lady has just recovered. If she sees that you are injured because of her, she will be worried again."

"You're right, let's slow down."

As this conversation was going on, a woman in her thirties walked in, supporting the gray-haired old lady.

The old lady was wearing a dark purple double-breasted gown with exquisite longevity character and cloud patterns embroidered on the gown, which made her look solemn and elegant.

The old lady said to slow down, but her pace did not slow down at all.

"grandmother."

When Shen Chuning saw her grandmother who loved her the most, tears started to flow uncontrollably. She supported herself on the bed with her arms and tried hard to sit up.

"Don't get up, just lie down." Old Madam Shen hurried over and helped Shen Chuning lie down again. "Why is our little Jiu losing weight again? Isn't this deliberately trying to make Grandma sad?"

As Mrs. Shen spoke, her eyes began to turn red.

Shen Chuning laughed out loud when she heard this. "I cried just because I saw my grandmother was happy."

Shen Chuning said this, but what she was thinking in her heart was how sincere her grandmother was.

Jinse, who came in with Old Madam Shen, handed over a handkerchief and said, "It's worth being happy that Miss Nine has woken up. Don't let your tears ruin this happy occasion."

"Don't cry, don't cry, look at Xiaojiu crying and laughing, his face has become like a little cat."

When Shen Chuning heard the word "cat", her body shook subconsciously.

Madam Shen's face darkened. She looked at the servants standing in the room serving Shen Chuning and said, "The box was delivered to the mansion, but no one checked it. It was directly delivered to your young lady. Fortunately, your young lady woke up, otherwise none of you would have survived."

Several little maids knelt on the ground, all with their heads lowered, trembling like sieves, not daring to say a word.

Shen Chuning tugged at Old Madam Shen's sleeve and said, "Grandma, don't embarrass them. It's none of their business. Who dares to open something sent from the palace in advance?"

"Why isn't it their business? If they don't serve their master well, they deserve to die. If they weren't so caring about you, I would have sold them long ago."

After saying this, Madam Shen turned to Jinse who was standing beside her and said, "Go and see why the Third Madam hasn't arrived yet."

"I just asked the maid to ask, and she said that Master Ziyuan is performing a ritual, and we can only come over after the ritual is finished."

Madam Shen slammed her palm on the table, "Nonsense, go in person and invite the Third Madam over to me."

Shion, a self-proclaimed female wizard from Lingshan, has been following her mother for so long.

In her previous life, her mother didn't trust anyone except Ziyuan, to the point of obeying her every word.

"Master Ziyuan is truly amazing. As soon as the ritual was finished over there, An Ning woke up over here."

Mrs. Shen San walked in while chatting and laughing with the maid beside her. When she saw the gloomy face of Mrs. Shen, her smile froze on her face.

"Mother is here to see An Ning."

Her mother still believed that this was Ziyuan's credit, but she didn't know that Shen Chuning in this world died at the age of eleven.