"Alas."
Song Ci propped her chin and sighed deeply.
The nanny seated beside her was sewing a small undershirt. Hearing the sigh, she paused and placed the item on her lap, saying, "Madam, how many times have you sighed already? If you sigh any more, the new green buds on the trees will be sighed off by you. Could you at least let them live through the winter?"
Song Ci turned her head: "I understand now."
Nanny: "???"
"You're begging me to act like a human!"
Nanny: "..."
She laughed, choked a bit, but found it especially funny.
"If you are truly bored, why not go for an outing?" Nanny suggested, "Now is the perfect season of flying warblers and growing grass, perfect for a spring trip."
"Really, an outing? Do you want to turn into a wet chick with me?" Song Ci pointed to the drizzle of spring rain outside the window.
