Shen Qing froze, staring blankly at the young girl before her.
Sima Yu immediately flushed beet red and waved her hands in embarrassment. "I... I mean, I like you very much, Mrs. Shen. If it's possible, I hope I can spend more time with you.
I've seen other ladies adopt a goddaughter or two..."
Since her mother's death, this was the first time she had felt such a long-absent sense of attachment and warmth from another woman.
She was very fond of Mrs. Shen and always wanted to be closer to her. However, Mrs. Shen lived in the Capital City. After the Holy Emperor's birthday banquet, she and her father would have to return to Jiangzhou, and she didn't know if she would ever have the chance to see Mrs. Shen again.
'But, if Mrs. Shen were willing to take me as her goddaughter, like other ladies do, wouldn't that give me more reasons and opportunities to see her again?'
'So that's what she meant.'
