Chapter 219 Like a Spring Breeze

Xie Qingran found his bewildered expression utterly ridiculous: "I was sent to the estate to atone for my sins because I offended the Imperial Concubine. Do you expect them to treat me with the utmost kindness?"

“You have never visited me or brought me anything. After I left home, all your attention was focused on Xie Hanyue. It seems you have completely forgotten that there is such a person as me.”

“I wait for you in the village, I long for you. Every night I tremble with fear. I am afraid of the dark and the cold. But I just huddle on the hard bed, cold and hungry, day after day, year after year.”

Xie Qingran can now remain remarkably calm when discussing these matters, as they are all things from a previous life, things of the past.

"Later I realized that I can't rely on you, and I can't count on you anymore, because you've already abandoned me."

"Xie Zhaoye, do you know that I was only seven years old at that time? I was just a child, do you understand?"

Xie Qingran regretted her words after she finished speaking.

She tilted her head back, forcing back all her tears, and smiled faintly at Xie Zhaoye.

"Forget it, why bother telling you all this? What would you possibly understand?"

"Whether it's you or Xie Hanyue, you both grew up under the care and love of your parents. What am I to you?"

Xie Qingran shrugged indifferently, got up, and walked towards the kitchen. This time, Xie Zhaoye did not follow her, but turned around and went into Wang's room.

He sat beside Wang, tears streaming down his face, and with a sob in his voice, he told Wang everything Xie Qingran had said.

"Mother, how did she manage to survive when she was so small?"

"How could I be such a jerk? Why didn't I treat her better?"

Regret. Right now, Xie Zhaoye's strongest emotion is regret. Thinking about what he said to her and what he did, he realized that he was just rubbing salt into Xie Qingran's wounds!

These words, when they reached Wang's ears, felt more like a slow, agonizing death.

She stared at Xie Zhaoye with shock and disbelief: "Why is this happening? Your father said he would plead for her, and that they would take good care of the child and treat your sister well. Why is she still living like this? Why?"

"I don't know either, Mother, I don't know either!"

Xie Zhaoye's eyes reddened; he didn't even know how to face Xie Qingran.

He took a deep breath and then said, "Mother, I've made up my mind. I'm going to be nicer to my sister, even nicer. I'm going to be very, very nice to my sister!"

“Yes, you’re right. You should treat your sister very well, good boy!” Madam Wang nodded, gently patted Xie Zhaoye’s head, and then took out her dowry list: “This is all my dowry. Over the years in the Xie family, I’ve also saved some money on my own. My health isn’t good anymore, and I don’t know when I will… Keep these safe. I’m afraid I’ll have to rely on myself from now on. After I’m gone, only you and your sister will be left in this world to depend on each other.”

Xie Zhaoye immediately knelt on the ground, shaking his head like a rattle drum: "No, no, Mother, don't say such things, I won't take these things, I definitely won't take them!"

"Mother, you'll be alright, you'll get better soon, believe me, you'll be alright!" Xie Zhaoye held Wang's hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

Wang knew her own body best; she didn't have much time left.

She took a deep breath and reached out to wipe away Xie Zhaoye's tears: "It's all my fault, all my fault, for raising you to be like this. What will you do if I leave!"

"mother!"

"Don't say things like that again."

Xie Zhaoye nestled in Wang's arms, crying like a child.

Xie Qingran returned after leaving, and stood at the door listening to the crying inside. She frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned around to find the doctor and carefully inquired about Wang's condition.

"The lady is already on her last legs, she's just clinging to life, and that breath could come out at any moment."

"Miss, you should have made preparations earlier."

The doctor had served the Xie family for decades and was even part of Wang's dowry, so he couldn't help but wipe away his tears when he said this.

Seeing this, Xie Qingran understood what was going on.

She had considered countless possibilities, but she never imagined that Wang Shi didn't have much time left and was going to die.

how so?

Why is this happening?

Does even God not approve of all this?

But why?

Xie Qingran didn't know why her feelings were so complicated. Originally, whether Wang Shi lived or died should have nothing to do with her, but now, her heart ached, as if something was blocking it, making her feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

She didn't go straight back to her room, but instead sat quietly on a chair to the side, patiently waiting for the feeling to gradually pass.

After a while, her emotions finally subsided a bit. She glanced at Baozhu and said, "Go back and send a message. Tell the young master that I'm staying here to keep my mother company, and that he shouldn't worry!"

"Yes!" Baozhu looked at Xie Qingran with some concern: "Miss, are you alright?"

Xie Qingran shook her head and said calmly, "It's nothing."

This day was bound to come sooner or later. What was it?

She turned around and went back into Wang's room, still holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.

Xie Qingran glanced at Xie Zhaoye and kicked his leg: "Get out of the way."

Normally, Xie Zhaoye would definitely be unwilling, but now he didn't care and just silently stepped back a little to give up his seat.

Xie Qingran gently fed Wang Shi and said softly, "Mother, I'd like to stay and keep you company for a few days, is that alright?"

"You'd like to live here?"

"Live with me?"

Wang looked at Xie Qingran in disbelief, not understanding why she would suddenly act like this.

Xie Qingran nodded: "I've seen it. There are mountains and rivers here. I'd like to stay for a few days, walk around with you, go fishing, and eat some wild game."

"Okay, okay!"

"This is wonderful!"

"What are you doing standing here in the cold, you silly boy? Hurry up and go!"

Wang gave Xie Zhaoye a push, urging him to hurry up and prepare.

Xie Zhaoye belatedly realized what was happening and strode outside.

Xie Qingran tugged at the corners of her mouth, making her movements as gentle as possible, afraid of accidentally hurting Wang Shi.

"Qingran, my good child, you are truly my good daughter!" With tears in her eyes, Madam Wang ate the porridge in her bowl, mouthful by mouthful.