The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 934 Smell it

Meng Ren'an noticed a problem: "Ma Ji? Although he works under you, Mr. Ma is not young. I have also heard that Young Master Cui treated Mr. Ma with great respect. Isn't it inappropriate for you to call him by his first name like that?"

He met Ma Ji outside the city. At the time, he didn't quite believe that Ma Ji really knew his eldest cousin. However, he was able to address Ma Ji as "Old Master" because Ma Ji, despite wearing plain clothes, had an air of neither servility nor arrogance, unlike an ordinary citizen. Furthermore, he had heard about Cui Yu's courteous treatment of Ma Ji.

“At first I also called him ‘Old Master,’ but Ma Ji wouldn’t let me. He told me to just call him by his real name,” Meng Shisan explained. Seeing Meng Ren’an’s puzzled look, she added, “If you don’t believe me, Third Brother, you can ask him directly when you meet him next time and you’ll know I didn’t lie.”

Having said that, Meng Ren'an naturally believed it: "It is clear that Mr. Ma truly has great faith in you."

Meng Shisan does not deny this.

Just after noon, it began to snow heavily.

Meng Meijing, dressed in a chubby outfit, entered Taichen Courtyard, trudging through the snow that the servants could never seem to clear.

Meng Shisan was physically weak and extremely sensitive to the cold. He either stayed in Mingxiao Hall, where eight silver charcoal braziers were burning simultaneously, or in the study with its heated floor.

When Meng Meijing was led into the study by Tongyu, Meng Shisan was sitting behind the desk, reading a book, while Baozhu, whose injured hand had fully recovered, was serving him.

Meng Meijing went into the study, but Tong Yu didn't follow. Instead, she turned around and went to the tea room to make tea.

"Sister." Meng Meijing walked to the desk, craned her neck to see what book Meng Shisan was holding, but saw that there were no words on the cover. "What kind of book is this?"

“A piece of unofficial history without even a title,” Meng Shisan replied, then asked, “What brings you here?”

There was always warm tea prepared in the tea room. In a flash, Tongyu brewed two bowls of tea, one for Meng Meijing and the other to replace the slightly cold tea that Meng Shisan had on the desk. Then she took the tray back.

Meng Meijing walked to the chair under the desk and sat down. She reached out and picked up the tea that Tong Yu had just served. She lifted the lid and took a small sip. Finding the tea to be just the right temperature, she then gulped down two large mouthfuls.

Meng Shisan raised his eyelids slightly, then lowered his eyes again to continue reading: "Speak your mind."

“Fourth brother is afraid of the cold.” Meng Meijing put down her teacup. “Sister, don’t be fooled by the fact that Kang is a little chubby. Every time it snows like this, he wraps himself up like a big fat man, and it’s even difficult for him to walk.”

"Aren't fat people supposed to be able to withstand the cold better than skinny people?" Meng Shisan subconsciously thought so.

Meng Meijing shook her head: "No, not all of them. Anyway, Fourth Brother is just a chubby guy who can't stand the cold."

"Are you worried that your fourth brother is freezing somewhere right now, so you came to me for comfort?" Meng Shisan asked.

“I was worried that my fourth brother would get cold, but I didn’t come to my older sister’s place for comfort.” Meng Meijing was young, but she knew a lot. “For a family like ours, honor and disgrace, life and death can be just a matter of a day or two. Compared to that, it doesn’t seem like a big deal that someone gets cold.”

“That’s the logic, but we can also argue it differently.” Meng Shisan put down his book, picked up the tea that Tong Yu had just changed for her, and took a sip. “You are A Kang’s older sister. He has disappeared without a trace. On a snowy day like this, knowing that he is afraid of the cold, it is only natural that you would worry about him. If you are worried, then just say you are worried. There is no need to deny it so sensibly in order to act like an adult.”

Tears welled up in Meng Meijing's eyes and streamed down her pretty face: "Sister, you're also A-Kang's sister..."

"Yes, I'm worried too." Meng Shisan hadn't known before that Meng Renkang was afraid of the cold, but now that she did, the image of the chubby boy in her mind made her somewhat worried, perhaps because this body had the same Meng family blood as the chubby boy.

She simply admitted it. "Sister, what about Miss Huang, Old Ma, and Kite? Have we heard anything from them yet?" Hearing that Meng Shisan was also worried about Meng Renkang, Meng Meijing felt much brighter. She wiped away her tears and looked at Meng Shisan expectantly.

“It won’t be that fast,” Meng Shisan said. “The capital is not small; it will always take some time.”

She felt that finding the little fat boy before sunset was fast enough.

It's a pity the chubby boy didn't have the magic circlet on his wrist, otherwise it would have been much easier to find him.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered another way to find Meng Renkang: "Do you have any of your fourth brother's personal belongings?"

“I don’t have any, but Mother definitely has some,” Meng Meijing answered quickly, already standing up. “If you need it, I’ll go find Mother right now!”

“Go ahead,” Meng Shisan nodded.

Meng Meijing turned to leave, but after a couple of steps she turned back and asked, "Wouldn't that be a faster way to find my fourth brother?"

“Yes.” Meng Shisan nodded again.

After leaving the study, Meng Meijing, thinking about finding Meng Renkang faster, couldn't help but run, lifting her skirt as she ran from Taichen Courtyard into Shanfang Courtyard.

Jixiang ran behind, worried the whole way that Meng Meijing might trip over her skirt.

Meng Meijing went to Wu Shi to ask for Meng Renkang's personal belongings, while Meng Shisan at the same time asked Baozhu to fetch the silver fox.

So, less than half an incense stick later, when Meng Meijing returned to Meng Shisan's study with Meng Renkang's usual nightgown, shoes, and socks, Silver Fox was already squatting obediently in front of the desk.

Silver Fox often roams freely throughout Taichen Courtyard. When Meng Meijing saw Silver Fox, she didn't think much of it. After glancing at it, she placed the small package in her hand on the desk.

She carried the small package all the way back herself, not letting Jixiang touch it. Now, as she untied the package, she opened it herself and showed Meng Renkang's personal belongings to Meng Shisan.

"Sister, is this okay?" she asked.

Meng Shisan looked at it again and again, but didn't say whether it was okay or not. He only said, "Let Xiaoyin smell it. If Xiaoyin nods, then it's okay."

She wanted the silver fox to smell the personal items that carried Meng Renkang's scent, so that it could remember Meng Renkang's scent and use that scent to go out and search, and see if it could find the little fat boy through that channel.

Meng Meijing was stunned for a moment, her mind racing. After a couple of breaths, she finally reacted: "Oh...oh!"

She took the small package from the desk and laid it out on the floor, displaying it completely in front of Silver Fox: "Little Silver, smell it."

When Tongyu found the silver fox, it was happily eating meat. When it heard that Meng Shisan was looking for it, it knew that it was time for it to do its part again. It quickly finished eating all the meat slices that Shangchun had prepared for it before wagging its tail and running over.

as predicted.

Find someone.