“Naturally not.”
Feng Ninghe smiled faintly, reaching out to gently tickle Si Xin Xin’s small nose. “A mother isn’t something one can just become.”
She took it as childish prattle and didn’t give the words much thought.
Si Xin Xin furrowed her delicate brows, her small face unconsciously scrunching up. She pouted her tender lips and mumbled, “Xin Xin really wants a mommy. It would be great if pretty sister could be my mommy.”
Looking at the innocent face before her, Feng Ninghe’s heart melted completely.
She took Si Xin Xin’s small hand. “While I can’t be your mother, being a godmother is no problem. If your mother were alive, how heartbroken would she be to see you have another mother?”
“Xin Xin’s mommy has been dead for a long time. Otherwise, why wouldn’t she have appeared all these years?”
Si Xin Xin’s palm-sized cheeks held a serious expression, the little tuft of hair on her head drooping to one side in her dejection.
Xiao Zhao blinked its clear blue eyes and darted into her arms, rubbing its fluffy fur against Xin Xin’s body. It occasionally let out soft whimpers.
Xin Xin is so pitiful, having no mother’s love since childhood. But it’s okay, from now on, Master will love you! A godmother is still a mother, better than nothing!
Si Xin Xin found this reasoning sound and nodded earnestly.
After all, a godmother was a start. She could proceed step by step, first securing pretty sister as her godmother, and then her mother!
“Pretty Mommy!”
Immediately, she tilted her head back, revealing a bright smile, her clean, clear eyes holding a hint of anticipation.
Feng Ninghe raised a delicate eyebrow and reminded her in a low voice, “Godmother.”
Si Xin Xin acted as if she hadn’t heard the reminder, her small hand holding onto her big one as she weaved rapidly through the crowd. “Pretty Mommy, I want to eat this!”
That night.
Si Xin Xin slept soundly.
Xiao Zhao lay on its back, legs splayed out, occupying half the bed.
The two little ones already took up most of the bed.
Feng Ninghe’s eyes were filled with a faint smile as she reached out and stroked Xin Xin’s soft, smooth cheek. “Your daddy isn’t coming back for you, is he? It’s already dark.”
Creak—
As she spoke, the door of the room made a faint sound.
A tall figure appeared in the doorway.
The moonlight stretched the man’s silhouette to its limits. A black robe accentuated his broad, upright chest.
Si Jian Ye, unusually, was not wearing a mask. His face was sculpted, his features distinct. The red mole at the corner of his eye lent him a touch of allure.
Feng Ninghe’s gaze lingered on his face for a moment before she withdrew it, shifting her body to point at Xin Xin. “You’re here to pick her up, aren’t you?”
Si Jian Ye gave a look to A Xi behind him.
A Xi strode to the bed and carefully scooped Si Xin Xin into his arms. His eyes fell on the two people still in the room, as if waiting for something.
Si Jian Ye raised a delicate eyebrow and shot A Xi a cold glance.
A Xi’s pupils immediately widened. He hastily said, “Since Miss is already asleep, I’ll take her back first.”
With that, he turned into a gust of wind and swiftly left the room, muttering to himself.
Could it be that Master has something to say that I shouldn’t hear?
Or does Master find me an eyesore and wants me to leave?
The room instantly became quiet, the silvery moonlight quietly spilling onto the floor.
Si Jian Ye deliberately stepped into the candlelight, illuminating his handsome face.
The man’s eyes took on an orange hue as he quietly lowered his gaze to Feng Ninghe. “Xin Xin cried to see you as soon as she woke up. Even if I didn’t want her to, she would have run to see you secretly. So, I let her come.”
Given Xin Xin’s personality, she was indeed capable of such a thing.
Feng Ninghe smiled and replied, “She insisted I be her godmother, and I agreed. Don’t worry, now that I’m her godmother, I won’t take advantage of her. Her congenital deficiency will be my responsibility.”
Her clear female voice was firm and powerful.
Si Jian Ye’s gaze instantly sharpened, a deep meaning creeping into his eyes. His voice held a hint of urgency. “Do you have a way to completely cure Xin Xin?”
Feng Ninghe’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint glint flashing in them. “I have a fifty to sixty percent chance of trying.”
If her Phoenix Yuan could merge with Xin Xin’s Phoenix Yuan, her congenital deficiency could be cured.
Of course, this was also contingent on Xin Xin recuperating her health and continuing to take medicine. Otherwise, it would have a significant impact on her body.
Si Jian Ye’s composure faded, and he spoke with a touch of impatience. “When will you treat her?”
He had invited countless renowned physicians, yet none were confident in treating Xin Xin, nor could they even alleviate her symptoms.
And this woman claimed a fifty to sixty percent chance of curing her?
At this moment, Si Jian Ye’s gaze became more piercing, with a hint of interrogation, as if trying to see through the woman’s heart.
He couldn’t help but wonder about this woman’s true origins.
How could a mere disciple of the Valley Master of Medicine Valley possess such outstanding abilities?
The small Feng family actually had such a young prodigy.
Sensing the man’s eagerness, Feng Ninghe explained softly, “Treatment cannot be done carelessly. Xin Xin will continue to take her medicine. Only when her body is completely free from illness can I begin to treat her.”
Si Jian Ye took a deep breath, his sharp eyes deepening. His low, hoarse voice was chilling. “Then I will entrust Xin Xin to you. If you can cure her, I will reward you handsomely. Conversely, if Xin Xin is harmed, you will bear the consequences.”
Feng Ninghe could naturally hear the warning in the man’s words.
She smiled and replied softly, “Since I am Xin Xin’s godmother, I will not let her be harmed. I am offering to treat her because I feel a certain affinity with her.”
Few people in this world possessed Phoenix Yuan.
Xin Xin was still young and should not have to bear such suffering. She genuinely wanted to help Xin Xin.
Si Jian Ye said no more, his gaze fixed on her.
The fact that this woman could use medicine to control Xin Xin’s congenital deficiency was enough to show that she was no ordinary person.
It was precisely for this reason that he believed Feng Ninghe’s words.
This was the first time he had ever heard someone claim a fifty to sixty percent chance of curing Xin Xin.
He didn’t believe that a mere Medicine Valley could cultivate such a person. What other secrets was this woman hiding?
Sensing the shift in the man’s gaze, Feng Ninghe proactively issued a polite dismissal. “It’s getting late, and I need to rest. Your Highness the King of Hell is free to do as you please.”
Her crisp female voice reached his ears, causing Si Jian Ye to unconsciously raise a delicate eyebrow.
Normally, he was the one to dismiss others. Today, he was being dismissed.
Although he felt a flicker of displeasure, he didn’t say anything more and turned to leave.
The room became considerably quieter.
Xiao Zhao slept soundly, unaware of the commotion in the room.
The next day.
News spread like wildfire that the First Prince had been brutally beaten by a mysterious intruder in his chambers, resulting in the crippling of his right hand.
Upon hearing this, Feng Ninghe raised a delicate eyebrow dismissively. “He who does much evil will surely destroy himself.”
Xiao Zhao placed its paws on its hips and grumbled.
Master, this First Prince truly brought it upon himself!
Bai Li Ye’s arrogant and overbearing actions meant he had no one to blame but himself for being taught a lesson.