Chapter 112: Deceiving Uncle Sheng (9)
In the imperial palace, Shu Nuan was kneeling in a hall. An imperial doctor was diagnosing her pulse.
After finishing, the doctor truthfully replied to the empress dowager who was seated on a couch in front of him, “Your Highness, this girl shows no sign of having a child.”
The dowager nodded and waved the doctor to leave.
She looked down at the little girl kneeling beneath her. After a while, she withdrew her indifferent eyes. She didn’t let her get up, and neither did she say much to her. She then went to the inner hall and drank some tea before letting her closest maid Ah Shuang go call a person.
After kneeling for a long time, Shu Nuan’s legs went numb. When she was about to get up, she almost fell.
After entering the back of the palace, the dowager was already sitting on the couch, waiting for Shu Nuan to come over.
The dowager looked at her without reservations.Shu Nuan was indeed different from most Beiguo women with skin skin as white as porcelain jade, and her limbs slender and exquisite. With a small face, red lips, and white teeth, the little girl had a bright aura that would attract attention.
But the dowager didn’t think her to be suitable for Sheng Qianmo. Shu Nuan’s age and body were too small. She was still attending the academy, and she was only as old as Little Gu.
After the dowager sized her up for a long time, she said in a calm voice, “The children of Qing really are delicate. How old are you?”
“Sixteen.”
The dowager nodded and wasn’t sure if she should tell the little girl that she was ten years younger than Qianmo.
After speaking, Shu Nuan keep silent with her long eyelashes hanging down and covering her eyes. She didn’t let the dowager figure her mood from her eyes.
“I don’t know if you’ve ever found out about this, child, but Qianmo hasn’t felt the leaves[1] in a long time. You are the first girl he has allowed to live in Sheng Courtyard. There are some things I have to ask, you know?”
The dowager tried to slow down her tone, for fear of scaring the delicate child.
Shu Nuan was indeed a little more relaxed now. She gently nodded her head, and said, “As long as Nuan knows, Nuan will answer.”
The empress dowager smiled and said, “Good girl.”
“I ask you, has the Fourth Prince touched you?”
Shu Nuan was silent for a moment, but then she shook her head.
The dowager was quite surprised at her answered.
Obviously, she didn’t expect Sheng Qianmo to raise such a delicate little girl, not even taking her in the end. After thinking for a while, she looked at Shu Nuan, and asked, “Do you know the reason?”
Shu Nuan didn’t expect the dowager to ask her these kinds of questions directly. She kept her mouth open, but after thinking for a while, she bowed her head and didn’t answer.
Considering what Ji Xubai had done with Wen Zhigu, she already felt very lucky in this regard.
Her identity was destined to be humbler and weaker than Wen Zhigu’s, who was at least not a slave. As for herself, her body and everything else belonged to Sheng Qianmo, and although he would occasionally tease her, he’d never forced her.
“You are too young,” the dowager explained. “To him, you are just a child that needs to be taken care of, like Little Gu.”
Shu Nuan knitted her brows. She raised her clear eyes, and said, “It’s different.”
Sheng Qianmo would kiss her. He would hold her, and he would coax her. Therefore, it was different.
Chapter 112: Deceiving Uncle Sheng (9)
In the imperial palace, Shu Nuan was kneeling in a hall. An imperial doctor was diagnosing her pulse.
After finishing, the doctor truthfully replied to the empress dowager who was seated on a couch in front of him, “Your Highness, this girl shows no sign of having a child.”
The dowager nodded and waved the doctor to leave.
She looked down at the little girl kneeling beneath her. After a while, she withdrew her indifferent eyes. She didn’t let her get up, and neither did she say much to her. She then went to the inner hall and drank some tea before letting her closest maid Ah Shuang go call a person.
After kneeling for a long time, Shu Nuan’s legs went numb. When she was about to get up, she almost fell.
After entering the back of the palace, the dowager was already sitting on the couch, waiting for Shu Nuan to come over.
The dowager looked at her without reservations.Shu Nuan was indeed different from most Beiguo women with skin skin as white as porcelain jade, and her limbs slender and exquisite. With a small face, red lips, and white teeth, the little girl had a bright aura that would attract attention.
But the dowager didn’t think her to be suitable for Sheng Qianmo. Shu Nuan’s age and body were too small. She was still attending the academy, and she was only as old as Little Gu.
After the dowager sized her up for a long time, she said in a calm voice, “The children of Qing really are delicate. How old are you?”
“Sixteen.”
The dowager nodded and wasn’t sure if she should tell the little girl that she was ten years younger than Qianmo.
After speaking, Shu Nuan keep silent with her long eyelashes hanging down and covering her eyes. She didn’t let the dowager figure her mood from her eyes.
“I don’t know if you’ve ever found out about this, child, but Qianmo hasn’t felt the leaves[1] in a long time. You are the first girl he has allowed to live in Sheng Courtyard. There are some things I have to ask, you know?”
The dowager tried to slow down her tone, for fear of scaring the delicate child.
Shu Nuan was indeed a little more relaxed now. She gently nodded her head, and said, “As long as Nuan knows, Nuan will answer.”
The empress dowager smiled and said, “Good girl.”
“I ask you, has the Fourth Prince touched you?”
Shu Nuan was silent for a moment, but then she shook her head.
The dowager was quite surprised at her answered.
Obviously, she didn’t expect Sheng Qianmo to raise such a delicate little girl, not even taking her in the end. After thinking for a while, she looked at Shu Nuan, and asked, “Do you know the reason?”
Shu Nuan didn’t expect the dowager to ask her these kinds of questions directly. She kept her mouth open, but after thinking for a while, she bowed her head and didn’t answer.
Considering what Ji Xubai had done with Wen Zhigu, she already felt very lucky in this regard.
Her identity was destined to be humbler and weaker than Wen Zhigu’s, who was at least not a slave. As for herself, her body and everything else belonged to Sheng Qianmo, and although he would occasionally tease her, he’d never forced her.
“You are too young,” the dowager explained. “To him, you are just a child that needs to be taken care of, like Little Gu.”
Shu Nuan knitted her brows. She raised her clear eyes, and said, “It’s different.”
Sheng Qianmo would kiss her. He would hold her, and he would coax her. Therefore, it was different.
