Minha Mãe Casou Quatro Vezes
Este texto também se chama «Todos os Grandes Tornam-Se Meu Padrasto» / «Eu e Meus Três Irmãos-Passo» A mãe de Qi Yunmiao morreu. No primeiro ano, ela levou-a e casou-se com o ministro, e no palácio do
Qi Yunmiao had never seen a mansion so grand in her life.
Entering from the south gate, there was a front courtyard. Beyond that lay the flower hall. Passing through the flower hall, there was a winding long corridor that curved and twisted; on one side were artificial mountain rocks by the lake, and on the other, a pavilion filled with books. From the pavilion by the rocks, one could gaze out upon a vast lotus pond, fresh and verdant.
The nanny led her through the lotus pond until they stopped in front of another small courtyard gate.
“From now on, Miss will live here,” the nanny said. “The Prime Minister has instructed that if the Miss needs anything, just tell us servants.”
Qi Yunmiao examined the small courtyard before her. Without a doubt, this courtyard by the lotus pond was also an exceptionally spacious residence.
She walked from one side of the courtyard to the other, from the study to the kitchen, and finally to her own bedroom.
Stepping out from her chamber, she asked the nanny, “If I live here, what about Mother? Will she live here too from now on?”
The nanny covered her mouth and laughed softly. “Madam is now married to the Prime Minister. As husband and wife, they naturally share a room. You are ten years old now, so it’s only proper you have your own chambers.”
“Oh,” Qi Yunmiao replied awkwardly.
Though she had anticipated it, hearing this fact from the nanny still stirred a slight sadness within her.
Today was the day her mother remarried.
Qi Yunmiao’s father had passed away the previous ye