"Why bother?" Qing Ning sighed, "If I enter the palace in the future, if I am lucky, you and the magpie will also follow me into the palace in the future. Do you want to face me like this for the rest of your life?"
"You have watched your young lady grow up, and the feeling you feel is incomparable to mine. I naturally understand that in fact, after coming here these days, I can see that in this Situ Mansion, except for the death of your young lady,
None of you are truly sad. Are you feeling unworthy of her? Are you angry with me or with this impersonal family?"
"You" Mother Qin obviously didn't expect that she would suddenly say these words. She looked at her blankly, tears suddenly gathered in her eyes. It was a grievance that was extremely painful but could not be expressed with her mouth.
Qing Ning smoothly pulled her over and asked her to sit down next to him.
She completely empathized with such tears. If she guessed correctly, her mother was dead, but she couldn't mourn her like a real daughter, and couldn't even shed a single tear.
The same goes for Situ Aohan. About her death, I'm afraid no one except her family knew that she came to this world under a conspiracy and then passed away without a trace. However, her family still plotted for power. Whose tears are sincere?
Woolen cloth?
"I don't know what kind of person she is. I took her place, but I can never take her place in your heart. But we don't need to hate each other so much. We have to walk together, right?"
"yes"
After Qing Ning said so much, Qin’s mother finally stopped holding back the tears and let them spread across her face.
"It's not worth all these years for the slave to stand for the young lady. The young lady has never truly lived a day for herself. Her heart has always been about the future of the master. She only hopes that she can be perfect and perfect again. She has done so much, but what has she gained?
She passed away at such a young age, but no one in her family was really sad for her. Even her biological parents did not shed a single tear for her. The servants who had served the young lady were either missing or were sent back to their hometown by the master.
"If I hadn't been the lady's nanny, my sudden disappearance would have caused unnecessary trouble. I'm afraid I wouldn't be here now."
"So what if I stay? I'm not allowed to cry, I'm not allowed to talk nonsense, and I can't be remotely unfamiliar with you. It may be a pity for the magpie, but I just can't do it."