Liu Wan's heart melted. She had carried Wanwan for ten months before giving birth to her, and no one could understand the hardship and anxiety she had endured.
But when she heard that little voice call her Mother, she felt that everything she had done had been worth it.
When they woke the next day.
Pan Chun came in to get the child ready. In her haste, she bundled Wanwan up like a little ball, and even the tiny tuft tied on her head was crooked.
As she dressed the little one, she said, "Oh, Eldest Madam, we must hurry to the Front Hall. I heard His Majesty is sending someone to announce an imperial decree. Perhaps it concerns the Heir Apparent and the others being sent to provide disaster relief. That counts as a meritorious deed, after all!"
"Pan Chun, make the young miss look prettier. Let her put certain disgraceful creatures to shame!"
Wang Xia spoke indignantly from beside them.
Thinking of yesterday's events made her bristle all over. She could not understand why the Eldest Madam had used the token to save someone who deserved to die.
Liu Wan soothed her. "Don't rush. We no longer manage the household, so it won't hurt to arrive a little later."
As she spoke, she straightened the little tuft on the child's head.
She straightened it perfectly, leaving it standing right in the middle of her head. Paired with the little one's round, chubby face, it made her look exactly like a tiny ginseng root.
Xia Wanwan knew nothing of this. Still yawning and rubbing her eyes, she was carried out of the courtyard.
The Front Hall was already filled with people from the Marquis's Residence, with Madam Li and Zhong Youyan at their head. Xie Jinqiu had dark circles