The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 281: It’s Over, It’s Over

Jun Ning pondered deeply for a long time. Many names, if they could express her longing for Uncle Qi and her mother, couldn’t simultaneously convey her hopes for the little girl’s future. It was simply impossible to achieve both perfectly.

She had to choose one of the two meanings for the name.

"How about calling her Xiangsi?" Compared to entrusting hopes for the little girl’s future, Jun Ning wanted everyone to remember Uncle Qi and her mother more.

They were the best people in this world.

Now that they’re gone, she would always miss them.

Although Qi Xiao and the little girl are still too young to understand anything, they will surely miss them when they grow up as well.

"You have a name now, Xiangsi, Qi Xiangsi." Jun Ning said to the baby girl in the swaddle, "Do you like this name?"

Just as Qi Xiao came in, the little girl woke up and opened her large eyes to look at Qi Xiao. However, her gaze was filled with melancholy; she neither cried nor fussed, making her look pitiful.

After Jun Ning named her and tried to talk to her, there was no reaction. She was nothing like Qi Xiao had been at that age.

It’s often said that young children don’t have memories and can’t speak, but Jun Ning thought otherwise.

What if, she thought, what if...?

What if the little girl knew everything? That would explain her sadness.

Jun Ning sighed deeply again and said, "Her nickname will be Nuan Nuan! I hope everyone you meet on your journey through life will love you, cherish you, and warm you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl suddenly started crying. Her sharp cry was piercing, and it was unclear whether she was expressing joy over the name or was somewhat agitated.

And so, the little girl’s name was decided.

The formal name Qi Xiangsi, the nickname Qi Nuannuan.

The maids and women serving nearby all liked it and praised Jun Ning profusely, making her skin crawl with goosebumps. She couldn’t help but wonder if these people sent by the Emperor, who only knew how to compliment nobles, could really take good care of Qi Xiao and the little girl?

Fortunately, Jun Ning had made additional arrangements and informed Emperor Yongning.

She didn’t just rely on the people sent by her father to take care of the siblings; she also arranged for Nanny Zhang to stay and help care for them. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

She couldn’t trust anyone else, but she trusted Nanny Zhang.

Nanny Zhang fully understood the princess’s thoughts and had been prepared to stay at the General Qi Mansion to help take care of the siblings since she came today.

As soon as Jun Ning mentioned it, she agreed, assuring the princess, "Rest assured, Your Highness, this old servant will definitely help take good care of them."

Moreover, Jun Ning glanced at the household soldiers of the Qi Mansion. Since both General Qi and Madame Qi had passed away, these people had been listless and aimless, even wallowing in the grief of their master’s death, unable to extricate themselves.

These weren’t just ordinary household soldiers!

The Qi Mansion’s soldiers, totaling two hundred, were carefully selected by Uncle Qi from his most capable personal guards to protect the family.

Now that the masters are gone, do they plan to give up?

No, they can’t.

They still have the young master and mistress.

Jun Ning planned to have a private talk with them. After the talk, the results were promising; they could still be revitalized, but they needed an opportunity and a means to become stronger.

She needed to help provide this opportunity...

...

After dark, Jun Ning and Lan Xihe disguised themselves and went to the Black Market together.

The same position, the same place, facing the same people.

This time, Jun Ning brought a land deed with her, feeling vastly different from when she came empty-handed before. Now, she felt very confident.

The young servant guarding the grand mansion, upon seeing the same two girls who insisted on seeing their master before returning, was exasperated.

What do they want now?

"Can you not understand human language, little girl? I’ve told you, this is not a place you can come, and our lord is not someone you can meet. Why are you still here?"

"Do you think we’re so easygoing that we won’t do anything to you, or do you think you’re special and can do as you please?"

"You think you’re Princess Anle, the beloved daughter of the heavens, someone who can get anything? Someone everyone will flatter?"

The young guards directed a barrage of sarcasm and disdain at Jun Ning.

Jun Ning didn’t offer any defense; she produced the land deed for the grand mansion, unrolled it, and presented it to the titanium-alloy-dog-eyed guards.

The guards initially sneered at what she took out, intending to continue mocking her high-and-mighty attitude. But when they realized what it actually was, their legs went weak.

That... that was indeed the land deed for Black Market East Pavilion No. 101 Mansion.

So, this place under their feet belonged to this little girl?

Their lord was her person too?

She hadn’t lied last time; they were the ones who didn’t trust her then.

Because of this thin land deed, the young guards dared not speak nonsense anymore. A moment ago, their contempt for Jun Ning and Lan Xihe was quickly replaced by deference and caution.

"Young lady, we were blind to a great person. Please come in and follow us to see our lord," the young guard politely led the way, "This way, please."

Jun Ning and Lan Xihe followed.

The nearby maidservants who were sweeping came up to inquire what was going on, wondering why that little girl had come again and brought inside. What were the young guards thinking?

But before they could ask, the young guard pulled them aside and urgently reminded them, "Shut up, don’t cause trouble or speak recklessly. Do you know who she is?"

The maidservants all asked in unison, "...And who is that darn girl?"

The voice calling her a "darn girl" was so loud, it seemed meant for all to hear.

Having already walked some distance ahead, Jun Ning indeed heard it; she stopped, turned her head to glance at the speaker, but did not immediately get angry or pursue the matter, choosing instead to walk away.

The young guard, infuriated by the maidservants’ reckless words, rebuked them, "Didn’t I tell you to hush and not speak carelessly? Do you have any idea? That girl may look young, but she holds the land deed for this mansion; she is its owner."

"Even our lord must show her respect. Who do you think you are?"

"You dare to openly insult the owner? That’s outrageous."

"When you’re out, pretend you don’t know me."

After speaking, the young guard quickly left, thoroughly dissociating himself from the brazen maidservants.

The maidservants were utterly stunned: "............"

What had they done?

What had the young guard said?

That little girl was actually the owner here?

It was all over.

The young owner might complain to their lord and have them kicked out, right?

The maidservants were terribly worried.