As the little daughter of the city lord, Zhang Yunqing only had to open her eyes and twist around in a daze. When she noticed a small insect cocooning in the quilt, she would consciously open the curtain and help her wash up. dressing.
When she picked up the small bronze mirror and looked at her face, she showed her little white teeth and smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes. Then she opened her arms to her grandma to hug her, and then she could start a simple and relaxing day.
First go to eat with your mother, and then go to the yard to catch little butterflies. Then you can run around the garden to burn off your energy. After a sweet sleep, you will be held in her arms after lunch.
In the afternoon, you can ask your mother who is not busy to play with her for a while and tell her stories about how to slay demons. She can jump up and down and cheer for her with unspeakable excitement.
In the evening, read a picture book and listen to some stories, or ask grandma to go to the night market to secretly buy some delicious food. Every time she finished eating, she would drink a large bowl of water to rinse her mouth. Her mother must not have noticed.
Then it's time to sleep.
When he wakes up, a beautiful day will start again, and the cycle repeats. Zhang Yunqing feels that he is the happiest child in the world.
Today is the same as always.
Being carried to the dining area by her humanoid scooter, Zhang Yunqing obediently made a crooked salute to Zhang Daoxin. She was about to climb onto the chair with her newly tamed limbs, but she saw an unfamiliar face among the maids standing behind her with hands hanging down. .
Her face was actually not very beautiful, at least not so stunning that she could be picked out in a crowd at a glance. Her face was still a bit rough and yellow, like taro just dug out of the loess soil.
But Zhang Yunqing noticed her.
She stretched out her hand and said, "Mom, please carry me up!"
Xie Jingsong, who thought he had hidden it well but was accurately pointed out, raised his eyebrows and moved slightly to the left.
The eldest lady's finger moved a little to the left.
Heart sinking, Xie Jingsong took two more small steps to the right.
The eldest lady's fingers remained glued to her.
Feeling that this scene seemed familiar, Xie Jingsong suppressed the helpless sigh in her heart, took the initiative to make an irregular salute, and carried the eldest lady, who was full before she was full, to a chair.
Just as she was about to turn around and stuff herself into the maid team, returning to her role as a passerby eating and drinking, the hanging hem of her clothes was grabbed by a small hand.
The unwilling eldest lady said firmly: "Mom, I want her to play with me!"
The smile that was already slightly forced seemed to be squeezed out at this moment, and it looked extremely difficult. Xie Jingsong especially wanted to lower her head and pinch that arrogant little face hard to see if true tears of grievance would well up in her eyes.
She secretly glanced at Zhang Daoxin, who was sitting in front of her and looking at them with a smile, and the reason that jumped out of her mind suppressed this bad-sounding thought, preventing her from becoming a bad adult.
"Since my son likes her, you can follow her."
Reason can no longer stop the thought of pinching people!
Xie Jingsong looked at Zhang Yunqing speechlessly, not understanding what kind of obedient being she thought her mother was.
In other words, in her memory, what kind of person is her mother?
Zhang Daoxin, who was created in the secret realm, is strong and tough, admired by all people, has superb marksmanship, cares for the weak, and is extremely gentle when facing those close to her.
Just...whatever you think is outrageous.
What can she achieve in this safe environment like a kindergarten?
What on earth do you want to do in this secret realm? Could it be that the key to her finding her way was her mother? What kind of obsession does this young lady have in her heart?
Many questions bubbled up in Xie Jingsong's heart like boiling water, and burst open one by one.
Anyway, it's none of her business. If the eldest lady is really willing to immerse herself in this sweet dream, Xie Jingsong won't say anything more.
As for why she had the idea that "the secret realm is the incarnation of certain projections in Zhang Yunqing's mind", it was naturally told to her by the small flower field she saw in the city lord's palace.
The clusters of misshapen little flowers were so ugly that they were somewhat abstract, but they were tightly surrounded by guardrails. Seeing her look at it twice, the grandma who led her told her with a smile that this was the eldest lady's favorite flower.
The flower felt familiar. Xie Jingsong searched in her mind like looking for a needle in a haystack where she had seen it. Finally, in the evening, she was attacked by the memory of death - wasn't that the little wild flower she had pinned on Zhang Yunqing's head before?
After asking that this was not a local specialty, Xie Jingsong had some idea.
But no matter how many messy things she thought about, she finally picked them all up and threw them aside. With a flattering smile on her face that belonged to a maid, she said, "Yes."
Feeling cold in her heart, Zhang Yunqing suddenly sneezed. She shuddered and subconsciously looked at the freshly baked "playmate", which happened to hit her eyes.
Those beautiful eyes that didn't match the gray face at all were coldly scrutinizing, without a hint of smile.
At this moment, it was as if thousands of needles were coming together to perform an acupuncture operation on her brain, which was so painful that her brain went blank.
Fortunately, Zhang Daoxin's slightly worried voice brought her back from her thoughts: "What's wrong, but you caught a cold last night? Let's see a doctor after eating."
"Ah... no, okay, thank you, mother."
When she finished answering the question, she turned around and saw that the maid had lowered her head and quietly retreated.
The road to playing with is actually far less difficult than Xie Jingsong thought. Just give the eldest lady some gadgets and she can coax herself to play all day long.
All she had to do was watch carefully and not let this precious baby stumble with his left foot and fall on his back.
Fortunately, although the eldest lady, who is five or six years old, is a little younger, she is not one of those flat-thumping heroines with incomplete cerebellum development, so Xie Jingsong saves a lot of trouble.
She liked this kind of leisurely life and ignored the tolerant and completely unreasonable workplace. She followed the eldest lady leisurely, secretly teasing her in advance for those actions that were about to become black history.
So Zhang Yunqing, who was keenly aware of something, turned his head and saw that the maid he had found as a playmate pursed her lips into three parts, showing a look that really wanted to laugh but for some reason she swallowed it back in the end.
The unreasonable little daughter threw the kite in her hand, ran over angrily and put her hands on her hips and asked her, "Are you laughing at me?"
"No, no, how could it be possible," Xie Jingsong denied three times, and then laughed, "I just thought of happy things."
Zhang Yunqing didn't believe her and asked suspiciously: "What happy thing?"
It's a pity that there is no one around to sing the double act with her, let alone understand this distant modern joke. Xie Jingsong regretfully replaced "My wife is about to give birth" to "I will take a rest in a few days and prepare to go out to play." .
Unexpectedly, when the eldest lady heard this, her eyes started to shine: "I want to go too!"
Taking her there would be like working overtime passively, right?
Okay, she retracted her preamble again. Although her colleagues were all intelligent human-machine beings who would not engage in intrigues, her boss was difficult to coax, so this workplace was not tolerant.
After thinking about it, Xie Jingsong chose an answer that suited her status and shook her head: "Sorry, if I take you out, I have to get the permission of the city lord."
Zhang Daoxin, who doted on her daughter to the point of being unreasonable, agreed that night.
...What kind of bear parent!
However, what Xie Jingsong didn't expect was that that morning, she developed a high fever. As soon as she got up, she fell limply to the ground, feeling like mud and unable to be lifted up.
The maid who took the eldest lady out to play was naturally replaced by another one.
Xie Jingsong, who was so healthy the night before and ate so delicious food:?
Was she forced to shut down? It must be, right?
Soon he realized that Zhang Yunqing's trial seemed to be about to begin. As an ordinary passerby NPC, Xie Jingsong, who was not qualified to participate, pounded the bed hard.
I've endured this for so long! Just show me this! ! !
