Paying Respects to Mother

Zhao Changge softly replied with a "Yes" and stepped inside.

Just as she crossed the threshold, she saw her mother walking out from the inner room, calling out affectionately, "Xiao Xiao."

Xiao Xiao was Zhao Changge’s milk name. When she was born, she was given this name because Madam Wang hoped that a simple name would help her grow up healthy and strong.

At this moment, Zhao Changge’s gaze was entirely captivated by her mother, Madam Wang.

Madam Wang was in her thirties, and though she had given birth to two sons and a daughter, her youthful beauty remained as vibrant as ever. She wore a gown of pure white, a long skirt adorned with exquisite embroidery that, while simple, revealed meticulous and extraordinary craftsmanship. An outer layer of transparent thin silk made her appear even more ethereal, like a fairy descending to the mortal realm.

Seeing the daughter she considered her precious treasure, Madam Wang’s face broke into a warm smile. Her entire being exuded gentleness as she stepped closer and took Zhao Changge’s hand. Feeling the warmth from her daughter's palm, Madam Wang felt deeply satisfied. She pulled Zhao Changge down to sit at the table and asked, "Xiao Xiao, have you eaten breakfast yet?"

"I ate the bird's nest porridge Mother prepared," Zhao Changge said with a beaming smile, hiding her inner thoughts. Her eyes curved into crescent moons, looking incredibly adorable.

Hearing this, Madam Wang felt a surge of joy. She only hoped her daughter would nourish her body and asked for nothing more. But hearing Zhao Changge say so brought an involuntary warmth to her heart. She reached out to stroke the girl's small face and said, "You are too thin. You must eat more to improve your health."

"Then Mother, please make me some more delicious food," Zhao Changge said in a soft, wheedling tone.

Hearing Xiao Xiao’s affectionate tone, Madam Wang felt as if she were eating sweet honey, the sensation spreading bit by bit through her heart. She could sense that today, Xiao Xiao seemed much closer to her than before. This realization filled her with immense happiness.

A short while after Zhao Changge left after paying her respects, Madam Wang immediately summoned the kitchen manager and personally supervised the preparation of dishes for Zhao Changge.

Upon returning, the kitchen manager instantly ordered the serving maids to take extra care of the young miss. After all, everyone understood that as long as the Eldest Young Miss was happy, the entire manor would be joyful.

After finishing her greetings, Zhao Changge returned to her room and told Xuan Hua to go outside, leaving her alone in the room.

Xuan Hua was long accustomed to this habit of Zhao Changge’s. She said nothing more and quietly stood outside the door, waiting for her mistress's orders.

Inside the room, Zhao Changge carefully observed her surroundings.

She needed some time to recall the past, to remember what she had done when she was ten years old, back when this body was inhabited by a transmigrated soul... what exactly had she done?

Zhao Changge closed her eyes and began to slowly sift through her memories.

After a moment, when she opened her eyes, the memories gradually flooded back, slowly surfacing in her heart.

Before the age of ten, because she was young, she mostly stayed home doing minor chores. The only difference was... she and her brothers had secretly established a small tavern?

Sighing in relief, she felt fortunate that everything had happened at the right time.

What should she do to stand out? In this life, she no longer wanted to struggle or compete. Now, she only wanted to take care of her family with all her heart. Afterward, she would find a man who truly loved her and live a peaceful, comfortable life.

A pair of lovers for a lifetime... In her previous life, she had rushed headlong into things, only to be hurt by the ambitious Prince Rong. But in this life, she would firmly choose her own path.