502, Crying in Guilt (1 more)
Lady Marquis, upon hearing the words, looked indifferently at Liang Shuyue.
There was no compassion, no tenderness.
She simply sat there, upright.
“How indecorous to act so rashly!” Her voice was clear and indifferent, devoid of harsh criticism or frustrated disappointment.
She concealed all her hatred, yet it was precisely this indifference, this dismissive demeanor, that terrified Liang Shuyue even more.
At home, she had been pampered by her parents and never needed to be overly cautious, but upon arriving at the Marquis’ residence, she had to calculate every move, to be exceptionally careful, fearing a slip of the tongue might give her away.
Besides, there were too many powerful families in the capital; the way those people looked at her was like seeing a monster, their disdain laced with ridicule, as if seeing through everything, which made her even more cautious.
Looking at Lady Marquis, in the dim light, her face showed not a trace of sympathy, while the room still reeked of a nauseating, bloody stench.
“Mother!” Liang Shuyue called out softly.
With grievance and probing.
Unspeakably pitiful.
“Get out!”
An unfeeling expulsion, without consideration for anything.
Lady Marquis loathed Liang Shuyue, detested the Liang Family.
She wanted to destroy Liang Shuyue bit by bit, from body to mind to spirit. The Liang Family had brought this upon themselves. They had harmed her Nuannuan, and now they had sent Liang Shuyue to her. She would take revenge, and there was no way she could refrain.
“Wuwu…” Liang Shuyue cried out loud.
Covering her face, she ran out.
“Miss!” Cuicui cried out in shock, immediately chasing after her.
Lady Marquis slowly turned her head and gave a cold, heartless snort.
Just you wait.
As the light flickered, Lady Marquis gently exhaled.
From barely clinging to life, to now being in good health, breathing smoothly, it felt extremely good. She would deal with those wretches one by one.
She would take care of the estate thoroughly, awaiting her daughter’s return. She intended to personally arrange the courtyard for Nuannuan, oh, for Zhinuan. Rongrong said her name was Zhinuan. She would prepare the yard for Zhinuan.
The contents within needed to be rearranged and tidied, even some new purchases were necessary. After all, a girl’s home should always have some fresh and verdant delights.
The maids and old women in the main courtyard were astonished.
Why did it seem like Lady Marquis did not care much for the daughter they had found after ten years?
After ten years of expectation, the daughter was finally found. Shouldn’t she be pampered and cherished tremendously…
Liang Shuyue returned to her courtyard, shut the door, and began smashing things.
Xie Hanhan knelt on the meditation cushion, hearing the commotion but not even fluttering her eyelids as she continued her silent recitation of scriptures.
Make a fuss, this is just the beginning.
The Third Brother must have found something on his outing this time.
She was already looking forward to the real Xie Nuan being found, for her mother to become truly happy instead of feigning joy.
Xie Qian returned to the study and sat in his chair; the continuous flow of inner strength within him deepened his self-reproach and guilt by multitudes.
Because of his oversight, his sister had suffered at the hands of the Liang Family. If it hadn’t been for great fortune…
He raised his hand to his face, and tears seeped through his fingers, soaking his sleeves.
His sister was better than he had imagined. Although she had lost her memory, what she had given was a priceless treasure that was hard to come by.
He did not know what his sister was feeling when giving such a gift, but his heart ached immensely.
“Nuannuan…”
When the Crown Princess came in, she saw Xie Qian with his hands over his face, seemingly crying.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she moved closer, gently embracing him, “What happened?”
Xie Qian was always tough, and as the eldest son, he bore the rise and fall of the Marquis’ family on his shoulders, rarely showing such emotions.
After more than a decade as husband and wife, the Crown Princess knew all too well that unless Xie Qian was deeply grieved, he would never hide away in his study and cry alone.
“I, I have done something wrong!”
Chapter 404