Chapter: 035.2 out of 171
Wei Chang Mi had never seen her before. Originally, he was somewhat curious and looked at her with gleaming black eyes. As Du-shi gradually held him tighter, he felt increasingly pained. Adding on Du-shi unending tears that fell on his tender little face and her crazy appearance that scared him, his little mouth opened to cry loudly.
The more he cried, the more Du-shi panicked. She held him and coaxed, “Don’t cry. Chang Mi, don’t cry… Mom’s heart will break…”
But, this was useless. Wei Chang cried harder. He stretched his hands towards Qin-shi. He wanted to escape from Du-shi’s arms.
At this moment, Qin-shi didn’t have time to care that Lady Marquis Pingyuan was also there.
She walked forward to persuade, “Fifth younger brother’s wife, Chang Mi is a bit unfamiliar with you, give him to me to hold for now.”
It was probably because these words provoked Du-shi, she suddenly retreated a step back and held the infant tighter as she said, “I’m his biological mother. How could he be unfamiliar with me?”
Then she changed the topic and resolutely said, “I won’t give him to you. Don’t even think about it!” As she said this, she retreated towards the door as if she was prepared to escape with Wei Chang Mi at any moment.
She was originally only allowed to see him this one time. But now that she saw him, greedy thoughts were born. She couldn’t be satisfied with one glance. She regretted agreeing and wanted to bring Chang Mi back to her own courtyard. She didn’t want him to be given to someone else again.
Wei Chang Mi had cried his throat hoarse. His hands reached out to search for Qin-shi. Du-shi‘s saw this and felt heartache.
She callously pressed his hands back and said without stopping, “Chang Mi, look clearly. I’m the one that’s your mother… I was the one who gave birth to you. Your birth took an entire day. Why are you looking for her?”
But, how could a one-month-old child understand this? He only knew what was and wasn’t comfortable and what scared him. As for who gave birth to him, it wasn’t important to him at all.
Qin-shi used her eyes to signal to the older female servants at the doorway. Just as Du-shi turned around, the four older female servants blocked her way and stopped her from leaving!
Wei Kun had expected that Du-shi wouldn’t keep her promise. He had already prepared in advance. The four older female servants were there to prevent her.
These four older female servants practiced martial arts. They were very strong. Two of them restrained Du-shi‘s hands and the other two snatched Wei Chang Mi from her.
Du-shi couldn’t move a single step. She could only watch as they returned Chang Mi to Qin-shi. Tears streamed down from her eyes.
Sorrowfully and inconsolably, she said “Give him to me. Give him back to me…”
Qin-shi hardened her heart and pretended she didn’t hear anything.
She ordered the four servants, “Bring fifth madam back to Gingko Courtyard using the small paths. Don’t let other people see.”
Qin-shi paused, and then said to Du-shi, “If fifth sister-in-law didn’t cause trouble, you would have been able to spend more time with him. Never mind. At any rate, you’ve seen him. Be at ease. Fifth brother-in-law has entrusted Chang Mi with me. I’ll carefully nurture and educate him. Although I already have sons, I won’t treat him unfairly. Yo
u don’t need worry about this point.”
After she said these words, the older female servants took Du-shi away.
While Du-shi was led away, her gaze was glued on Wei Chang Mi. How could one glance be enough? He was her son. Even if she looked at him a hundred times, it wouldn’t be enough. They only let her see him once!
But, because of this one time, she was even more desperate than before.
After Wei Chang Mi was given to Qin-shi, he quickly stopped crying. His body was even lying against her chest and rubbing against it. His posture and attitude was intimate as if Qin-shi was the mother that had given birth to him.
What made Du-shi even sadder was that Wei Chang Mi had tightly grabbed onto one of Wei Luo’s fingers with a serene expression and without any of the fear that he had when she was holding him.
Wei Luo stood next to Qin-shi and smiled at Du-shi. Her smile had ridicule and also pity, but there wasn’t any mercy.
Du-shi was so sad that she wanted to die. Bitterness rose up in her throat.
To have to be separated after meeting, it would have been better if she had never saw him. This feeling was worse than dying.
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Fourth aunt and Lady Marquis Pingyuan were talking inside the reception pavilion. Wei Luo and Liang Yurong walked outside. They walked side by side towards the dooryard’s veranda.
They both had just witnessed that scene. Liang Yurong was somewhat curious. Why couldn’t fifth madam raise her own son? Why was her son given to fourth madam to raise? And even with a glance, she could tell that fifth madam was broken down. In her previous impressions, fifth madam was a woman strong on the outside, but weak inside. She didn’t expect that in a short time period, she would become like this. But this was Wei Luo’s family matter, so she resisted asking. From her sleeve, she took something out to give to Wei Luo.
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“Ah Luo, look. My older brother had bought this sachet on the street. He bought two of them, this one is for you.”
It was sachet made with golden thread. Inside the sachet, there were dried flower petals and spices. The simple and unobtrusive sweet scent smelled very good. As she spoke, she tied it to Ah Luo’s waist.
She walked back two steps to look, and then said in satisfaction, “Looks very nice.”
Wei Luo smiled, fiddled with it, and thanked her.
Liang Yurong said it was nothing and walked forward to hold Ah Luo’s hand and said, “We should hurry. The banquet will be over if we get there later.”
Ah Luo nodded and followed her.
Outside the veranda, one by one, there were snowflakes gently fluttering downwards. The amount of snow falling wasn’t much. It melted before touching the ground.
They didn’t walk far before seeing a figure underneath a pine tree ahead of them. This person seemed purer than snow. He looked refined and free from vulgarity, but his figure also looked lonely.
Liang Yurong suddenly stopped to look in that direction, “Ah Luo, is that your older cousin?”
Wei Luo followed her gaze. It was older cousin Wei Chang Yin. He was sitting by himself underneath the tree and attentively looking forward. She didn’t know what he was thinking about. The snowflakes hovered around him. Some fell on his head and shoulders. He didn’t rush in brushing them off. His head was slightly bowed. The slanted view of his fragile face was very nice looking. His face was sketched in light shades like a landscape painting. It wasn’t very deep, but it warmed the heart and delighted the eyes.
Wei Luo said yes. Before Wei Luo had time to stop Liang Yurong, she had run over there. When she arrived in front of Wei Chang Yin, she loudly called out big brother and broke the tranquil scene.
Wei Chang Yin returned to his senses and looked at her from one side.
His eyebrows smoothed out and he revealed a good-natured smile, “Is something wrong?”
Ling Yurong blushed and pointed at his hair, “It’s snowing. Why are you sitting here? Your head is covered in snow. If you stay like this, you’re going to get sick.” After she said this, she noticed his wheelchair and her face showed that she had realized something.
She felt somewhat ashamed and said, “Is it because there’s no one to push you? I’ll help you. Are you going to the receiving room too? Ah Luo and I are also going there.” As she said this, she went behind Wei Chang Yin. Her small hands did their best to push the back of the chair, but it didn’t move. The wheelchair was very heavy. With only her small strength, she couldn’t move it at all.
Wei Chang Yin involuntarily laughed. He thanked her and asked her to come back to his front.
“I’m waiting for someone. Thank you for your good intentions. What’s your name?” He reached out to brush off the snow from her head.
Liang Yurong looked at him and muddling said, “I’m called Liang Yurong. My daddy is Marquis Pingyuan.”
He nodded, and then looked at Wei Luo who wasn’t far away and asked, “Are you Ah Luo’s good friend?
Liang Yurong affirmatively agreed, but after she thought about it, she corrected, “We’re like sisters.”
Wei Chang Yin slightly smiled and didn’t say anything else.
Underneath the verandah, Wei Luo watched their movements and had conflicting emotions. Because she knew their future, she didn’t want them to be close. As she was considering whether or not to go forward to stop them, she suddenly saw a person falling down from the sky and flipping over. He had appeared in front of her without any warning!
He was wearing deep black clothing and his face looked unfamiliar. Although he was dressed like a guard, he wasn’t one of the guards from Duke Ying’s residence.
Wei Luo took a step back without thinking. The man walked forward and without saying a word, he picked her up. He covered her mouth and jumped over a wall to go another courtyard. Before leaving, the guard looked directly at Wei Chang Yin and nodded. These two clearly knew each other.
Liang Yurong was stunned watching this scene, “Ah Luo…”
Wei Chang Yin stroked her head and conformed her, “Don’t worry. He won’t hurt Ah Luo.”
The guard went over another wall to reach one of Duke Ying’s residence’s smaller courtyards with a bamboo forest. The paths here were secluded and usually, very few people came here. Ah Luo also rarely came here and she felt uneasy.
She prepared to scream for help when the guard put her down, but when she looked up, she saw a familiar person sitting in front of her.
Zhao Jie was wearing black clothing embroidered with golden serpents. He was calmly and composedly sitting on a stone bench. His hand was supporting his head and he was leisurely looking at her. His eyes were smiling. Clearly, he was the one who prompted the guard to bring her here.
Wei Luo’s petal-like mouth was slightly gaping. Her face showed her astonishment.
Did he kidnap her in her own home? Was there no justice or laws? Was he so arrogant that nothing mattered to him? She didn’t care why he was looking for her. She mustered up her courage and turned her head to leave.
The author has something to say:
That evening, at a far away place, Zhao Jie anonymously sent this message requesting advice.
How do you coax and improve a girl’s mood when she’s angry with you? Would sweet and honeyed words work?
P.s. She’s a six-year-old young girl.