Liu Wan returned to her courtyard, set the little one down, and soothed her.
Ever since she had agreed to Old Madam's demand, Wanwan's little face had been tightly scrunched up. She had not looked happy once.
"Mother... this... not good."
Xia Wanwan would turn one after New Year's Eve. She could express herself clearly now, though she still stumbled over her words.
Even if Mother wants to divorce that scoundrel Dad, she can't help rescue the mistress!
That mistress is wicked. If she gains power, she definitely won't let Mother off.
My poor Mother!
She looked at Mother, her little face still scrunched up.
But Liu Wan smiled faintly. "Wanwan, you don't need to worry about Mother! I have my own plans."
Xia Wanwan nodded. Even after gnawing her finger raw, she still could not remember the mistress's identity.
What was the mistress's background again? Why can't I remember? In the plot, people from the Nanmei Kingdom were supposed to come claim her as family only after she became mistress of the household.
The people at the Marquis's Residence don't think she's a princess of the Nanmei Kingdom, do they?
Holy crap, why has the whole plot changed? How will they react when they realize all their efforts were for nothing?
As she pondered this, Xia Wanwan's brow suddenly relaxed.
"Mother... don't save... someone..."
Don't rescue the mistress. She won't die.
Liu Wan nodded. "I only wanted a promise from Old Madam. I never intended to rescue her."
When the time came, no matter how Xu Rourou got out, Old Madam would have to make good on her word!
The little one tilted her head at her. "Weally... weally?"
Smiling, Liu Wan tapped her forehead.
Night soon fell. After Liu Wan had coaxed the little one to sleep, she