Your Majesty, the Princess is here to help you with infertility again.

Chapter 125 Returning to Mother’s Home

Back in the dormitory, Yiyi still couldn't stop crying.

She hugged Nan Suhe tightly, and her tears had already wet Nan Suhe's shoulders.

Seeing Yiyi like this, Nan Suhe felt heartbroken.

She tried her best to avoid letting Yiyi see that she and Si Hanchen were unhappy.

In any case, although Si Hanchen is not Yiyi's biological father, in Yiyi's heart, he is.

Seeing father and mother quarrel and being discordant will definitely have some impact on the child's mind.

Yiyi was originally more insecure than ordinary children. She had already tried hard to persuade her not to go to Si Hanchen before, and even coaxed and lied a lot before she reluctantly believed that her father was busy.

But after today, I'm afraid everything I said and done before will fall short.

Nan Suhe hugged Yiyi and comforted her gently, her hands caressing Yiyi's back.

"Mom, it's definitely not because dad is busy that he doesn't come to see Yiyi."

"Yiyi can see it, dad just doesn't like Yiyi and doesn't want Yiyi..."

"Daddy doesn't like Yiyi anymore, wuwuwu..."

Yiyi cried extremely sadly, her body twitching, and Nan Suhe felt heartbroken when she saw her.

"It's okay, His Highness may be in a bad mood today, Yiyi, don't be sad..."

Nan Suhe tried his best to appease:
  "No matter what, Yiyi has a mother. She loves you and will always be by your side and will never leave you..."

It wasn't until Yiyi was exhausted from crying that she fell asleep sobbing until late at night.

Nan Suhe spent the whole night comforting Yiyi, who would wake up from time to time sobbing or having nightmares, and stayed up all night.

In the early morning, Yiyi finally slept more peacefully, and the sky was getting brighter. Nan Suhe simply got up and went outside to get some fresh air.

Qiaorui hurried over.

"Princess, Mr. Xiao came here just now. He said that he was from the Jia Mansion. This time, he planned to send their housekeeper to ask Mr. He for consultation. How will he respond this time?"

"Tell Mr. Xiao to continue saying that I am not here!" Nan Suhe said, "Either sending a servant, a maid, or a housekeeper. I think Boss Jia is just setting things up for me!"

"Yes." Qiaorui nodded, "There is one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Nan Mansion sent someone last night and asked you to take some time to go back."

"Nanfu?" Nan Suhe raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it is said that the master misses the princess very much and asks the princess to go back and see her."

"Do you want to reject it?"

From her parents' side, after all this time, she only had contact with the second sister Nan Jiaran a few days ago.

I heard her say that her father wanted to go back by himself.

It is said that she has no interest in Nanfu and has no feelings whatsoever.

Even if she inherited the memory of the original owner of this body, she knew from the original owner that she had no feelings for her natal family.

I also remember that during the three or four years that I was in Lengyuan, no one from my parents’ family came to see me.

It's something you can't even find when you step into the palace.

Now that I have taken back the power of being the mistress of the house, my sister comes to visit again and invites me back...

Presumably, it is not as simple as just missing my daughter.

but--

Nan Suhe couldn't help but glance at his dormitory, thinking of Yiyi inside.

To find out about Yiyi's biological father, we also need to look for any clues in the previous residence.

He couldn't take the initiative to go back, so he invited her this time, which was just right.

"I won't push it." Nan Suhe said, "You take good care of Yiyi. I will go to Nanfu with Aunt Liu today!"

"Yes."

……

After getting off the carriage and walking to the gate of Nanfu, Nan Suhe raised his head and looked at the plaque on the door. Nan Suhe felt that many memories flooded into his mind.

But all are fast, complicated and unclear.

"Princess, the master is still having his meal, I will go and report first." The boy at the door said.

"Yes." Nan Suhe nodded, "I will go to the yard where I lived before and have a look. I will go directly to my father in a while. Please step back first."

"Yes." The boy saluted and left.

As he entered Nan Mansion and walked step by step towards the former owner's boudoir, there were more and more scenes and fragments.

When Nan Suhe opened the door to his previous room, he smelled the smell of time.

Nan Suhe looked inside.

The arrangement of things inside is still the same as in the memory of the original owner. Nan Suhe walked to the bed and sat down, and saw a wooden box in the cabinet next to the bed.

She opened the wooden box and saw several children's gadgets inside.

Nan Suhe picked up one, and suddenly, several picture fragments flashed in his mind——

A chubby little fat man, holding this wooden box, stood shyly in front of him and said:

"Miss, this is for you."

"You said you have never played with these. I bought this specially for you."

“They are all the latest and most fun things to do in Kyoto right now!”

……

The little chubby guy had a shy smile on his face, as if he didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and his movements and expressions were also awkward.

But Nan Suhe could still feel the happiness of the original owner of this body:
  "Thank you!"

The screen flashed to show Xiaopangdun and the original owner sitting together on the grass when they were children.

"Can you marry me when you grow up?"

"No! I don't like fat men! I like handsome men!"

"I heard that His Highness Seventh Prince is very good-looking. I want to take a look then!"

"Your Highness Seventh? Si Hanchen? What's so good about that! He's so thin and weak!"

"I just like that, not fat!"

……

"Princess, princess?"

Seeing Nan Suhe holding a wooden box, Grandma Liu quickly shouted.

In an instant, the memory faded away, and Nan Suhe came back to his senses.

"Mother Liu." Nan Suhe pointed to the wooden box in his hand, "Do you know who gave me this wooden box when I was a child?"

After reading it, Aunt Liu shook her head: "I don't remember."

"Then do you know who the chubby boy I played with when I was a kid was?" Nan Suhe said, "He is about the same age as me, so I must have met him more than once."

Aunt Liu frowned and recalled: "When the princess was a child, she had many friends to play with. The second aunt never paid attention to them, and I couldn't remember them for a while."

From memory, this is the only person of the opposite sex who has had contact with the original owner.

Moreover, he also said the words "marry me when you grow up."

Yiyi's biological father, come to think of it, this man is the most capable!

Regardless of whether it is true or not, if you take these things back first, you can always find clues!

"Okay." Nan Suhe took the wooden box and wiped the dust on it, "Take this back to the palace."

"Yes." Mother Liu took it, "It's time to go to the master, Princess."

Nan Suhe nodded, stood up, left the dormitory, and walked towards the front hall.

"By the way, Princess," said Nanny Liu, "it will be your mother's death anniversary in three days. You haven't been here in the past four years, but you are here today. Do you want to go to the ancestral hall to offer incense? Or come back in three days?"

Nan Suhe couldn't help but stop.

"Let's go first today." Nan Suhe said, "Recently there are all kinds of things, and I can't go back to Nanfu frequently. I'm not sure if I can come back that day. I'll go first today and then talk about it."

"Okay." Aunt Liu nodded, "The madam's room happens to be in front, so you can go there and take a look first."

"Yeah." Nan Suhe nodded.

The master and servant walked directly to the door of the room.

The location here is a relatively remote courtyard in Nanfu.

Compared to my previous boudoir, this place seemed much cooler. The leaves around it had fallen and no one was cleaning it.

However, Nan Suhe soon discovered something strange——

There was obviously no one cleaning, as if no one came usually.

but--

On the dust on the door, there seemed to be traces of someone opening it.

Besides his own daughter, who on earth would come to her mother's room many years after her death?
  Is there any secret in it?
  Nan Suhe couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Susu."

At this moment, a gentle call came from behind.

Nan Suhe turned around and saw his second concubine, Manniang, appearing behind him, smiling at him and waving:

"Come here and let mother take a good look at you."

(End of this chapter)