Lost Appetite

The Si Mansion was massive, and Si Zheng Biya's courtyard was one of the estate's largest and most luxurious ones.

Hence, she enjoyed her warm bath in the large jade pool. She slowly washed; the magnolia petals in the water shifted at her movements.

The Si Mansion only had one child in each generation, and a girl was rare; hence, Si Zheng Biya had been spoilt rotten.

Si Zheng Biya finished her bath and dried herself before putting her clothes on.

The light purple hanfu had been delicately sewn; each stitch cost several thousand gold coins. Si Zheng Biya threw on a pretty purple flower cardigan over it.

Si Zheng Biya sat down before a large dressing table and combed her hair before clipping on the delicate golden hairpins embedded with precious clear crystals; if anyone who didn't know her identity saw her, they would've thought she was a favoured Imperial princess.

At the moment, Si Zheng Biya looked like a little Plum Immortal Fairy that came out to play; unfortunately, the playfulness wasn't there; instead, a frigid iciness exuded from her body and her face was forever stuck expressionless.

This was the first time she stepped out of the mansion; she didn't know the current trends and styles.

Hence, she just picked out things she saw as pretty and put them on.

Finally finished, Si Zheng Biya silently stood up before opening the door and going out.

She vaguely remembered her grandfather pleading with her to have breakfast with them.

Si Zheng Biya wasn't feeling too foul today, so she could try to go eat with them.

The maids bowed stiffly, holding their breaths until their Eldest Young Miss disappeared.

Si Zheng Biya didn't pay anyone attention as she walked to the dining hall where the two Masters of the Si family sat waiting.

It had taken her half an hour to walk to the dining hall, and when she stepped inside, she found several eyes looking at her.

Si Mansion had three Masters, the Old Master Si and the Master Si; the young Si Zheng Biya was the third most important person in the family.

However, the mansion had several concubines belonging to Master Si, but these concubines had no children.

It was a known fact that a pregnant person in Si Mansion was equivalent to a dead person.

A woman who gets pregnant with a Si member's bloodline would die at childbirth while the child won't survive.

This was why the Si family highly dotted on their children.

Si Zheng Biya's mother had already died during childbirth; luckily, Si Zhen Biya survived.

Since Si Zheng Biya's mother had given birth successfully, she was given an official wife position at her death and was buried at the Si family's graveyard.

The concubines had no powers in the mansion and were similar to the servants; however, their only job was to serve Young Master Si.

The only way they could gain a standing in the family was by giving birth or to curry favours with one of these three crucial figures in the mansion.

She gracefully inclined her head in a slight bow towards the two men seated at the dining table, made her way to her designated seat, and with a jump, lept onto the chair before sitting gracefully, her back straight and poised.

She didn't bother to look at the concubines, who all stood with their heads down with the servants.

Si Tang Jianguo side-eyed his granddaughter, whom he hadn't seen for several months, as he sipped his tea; his heart silently cried as he clutched a handkerchief and wept bitter tears.

Why is his precious granddaughter still so cold? She didn't even speak to them!

Si Duan Qi beamed with joy as he gazed upon his beloved daughter, for whom he eagerly awaited daily updates. He fought the urge to run over and smother her with affection, declaring with glee, 'look, everyone, look! Feast your eyes on the cuteness overload that is my daughter!'

Instead, he cleared his throat slightly, "Bi'er, I was worried you would get lost coming here; I'm glad you arrived."

Si Duan Qi's worry wasn't exactly baseless; his precious daughter had never eaten at the dining hall before!

Thinking back, she never ate during the first month she was born, but that was because a barrier surrounded her, preventing people from touching her.

Hence the poor child stayed bloodied and dirty for a month.

After the first month, the barrier disappeared, and the midwife tried to feed his precious daughter breast milk but was brutally killed.

They had been at their wit's end but found that the newborn baby was surviving all right without food; hence they stopped trying to feed her.

Si Zheng Biya didn't reply to her father; instead, she looked down at the tea one of the concubines served.

Si Tang Jianguo looked sideways at his son, who looked like he was about to cry, before looking away and sipping more of his tea.

Son, your father understands your pain.

Si Duan Qi awkwardly laughed before signalling for the concubines to serve the dishes. The delicious scent enveloped the room, causing several empty stomachs to rumble.

Grandpa Si Tang Jianguo felt mighty brave as he sat between his son and granddaughter. With a flick of his wrist, he snatched up a succulent piece of braised pork and, in a flash, plopped it into his granddaughter Si Zheng Biya's bowl. He quickly looked away when the pair of cold eyes looked at him while crying in his heart.

Bi'er don't look at your grandfather like I'm not your long lost enemy!

Si Tang Jianguo gave a tight laugh before saying, "Bi'er quickly eat, quickly eat, else it'll get too cold."

Si Duan Qi's lips twitched as he looked at his father, who looked like he wanted to cry.

Father, your son understands your pain.

Si Zheng Biya looked down at the piece of tender pork in her rice bowl and debated whether to chop her grandfather up just like this dead pig.

She should've just stayed in her room until they were about to leave for the Imperial palace; why did she bother to come to dine with them? To ruin her mood?

Si Duan Qi mustered courage before picking up a piece of green vegetable and quickly placing it in his daughter's bowl, "Bi'er, eat your vegetables too.

Si Zheng Biya looked at the long green plant in her bowl of rice before looking at her father; with how tall he was, it wasn't impossible to shred him up to look like this vegetable.

She picked up her chopsticks before slowly stabbing them into the two unwanted food in her bowl.

Crack.

The father and son wanted to grab hold of each other as they saw the ceramic bowl breaking into several neat pieces, the rice in the bowl sprinkled out, and the two parts of food they had placed in her dish had been stabbed so hard they were now pinned onto the jade table.

Former wife, your daughter, wants to murder your husband!

Former daughter-in-law, your child wants to murder your father-in-law!

The concubines and servants shivered as they quietly shuffled slightly away from the table.

These stupid two Masters, even if this devil is related to you by blood, are you sure she wouldn't kill you both when you irritate her?!

Si Zheng Biya took a deep breath, trying to calm her irritation and blood lust before standing up and looking up at the two men who looked like they were about to cry, "Inna fo-me when we dep-a-tin." (Inform me when we're departing.)

Si Zheng Biya was taken aback by her stammering, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment. Without another word, she spun on her heel and briskly strode out the door, eager to release the pent-up frustration boiling within her.

The father and son looked at the little girl's departing back; their eyes watered as they huddled towards each other.

Their Bi'er had finally spoken to them for the first time in four years, and her voice was so cute!

Both men's heart screamed out in happiness.

So cute! So moe!

Their Bi'er is a fairy, the prettiest and cutest fairy ever!