If you really want to do good for her, you should let her be free and happy and let her return to heaven and earth.

Instead of telling her those painful memories, restraining her, putting handcuffs and chains on her, and in disguise imprisoning her in a larger cage.

What Xie Yuchuan likes is the bold and bright Chen Wei.

Doesn't it mean that what he likes is no longer the same?

When he first saw Chen Wei, she seemed lifeless and unremarkable, just like those timid and unconscious women in the harem he had seen.

So, would he still be attracted to make a deal with her?

No.

He wouldn't even look at it twice.

It is precisely because Weiwei is unique, strong, proud, unyielding, and shining that she has been able to get to where she is today on her own.

"If she was truly willing to be caged and become a golden dodder, she wouldn't have tried so hard to find a way home that year, nor would she have offered me everything to make a deal with me to agree to her terms."

"Weiwei once told me that a woman should never give up herself for love. She has her own pride and goals. Isn't this the dazzling version of her that I want to see?"

"This place is terrible. It doesn't belong to her."

"Let her go."

"If she's well, I'm well."

The man lowered his eyes, and when he looked up again, he took a deep look at Chen Wei who was not far away. This look seemed to want to carve her figure and smile into his bones and remember all the details.

It had been a long time since he last saw the smile he dreamed of seeing.

Long time no see, Weiwei.

Take care of yourself.

Three seconds later.

The man suppressed all the desire and greed in his heart, retracted his gaze, exhaled lightly, and walked away from the spot: "Let's go."

He came like a cloud and left like the wind, leaving no trace.

Chen Weiruo, who was shooting fruit with Aunt Zhao, felt something. For some reason, she always felt that a pair of eyes were watching her.

She turned her head and looked.

All I saw were swaying leaves.

The person standing under the tree had already left quietly.

"Is it an illusion?"

"I must be overthinking it." Chen Wei shook his head and waved away the strange feeling in his heart.

In the next two days, Chen Wei took the two of them to climb trees, fish in the creek, and run on the grass. When they were tired, they lay on the ground without any image. When they were hungry, they ate on the spot. When they were happy, they laughed out loud.

These two days.

Aunt Zhao no longer had to worry about the rules of the Marquis's mansion. She didn't have to cover her mouth when she laughed, she didn't have to always be polite, and she didn't have to scheme around in the mansion, thinking about how to please Xie Yuchuan...

She finally understood what it meant to be happy and free.

There was light in her eyes.

"Weiwei, should we go back home tomorrow?" Aunt Zhao's way of addressing Chen Wei changed again and again, and finally, it became the intimate Weiwei.

"Xie Yuchuan gave us three days. It's time to go back home tomorrow."

In the past, she had relied on the Marquis' Mansion and had gone to great lengths to gain entry. Listening to this, Aunt Zhao felt a little lost: "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little resistant to living in the Marquis' Mansion."

"Even before, because I was the Marquis's concubine, I was proud and always felt that I was superior to others."

Aunt Zhao said with a wry smile: "Actually, I don't like embroidery at all."

"It takes several days to embroider a handkerchief. My eyes and neck hurt so much. Sitting for a long time is even more uncomfortable. I want to change to a more comfortable position, but it is not in accordance with the rules."

"Sometimes, when I get tired of sitting and want to cross my legs, I can hear the maids secretly saying that I'm uneducated and come from a poor family, unlike the lady, who is always dignified and elegant, sitting upright."

"But sitting straight like that for an entire afternoon, with no way to go anywhere, is so tiring..."

Having said this, Aunt Zhao felt very sad.

She lowered her eyes, not knowing whether she was asking herself or Chen Wei: "Will I ever be able to live a free life like this again in the future?"

Will it?

Probably not.

Women in the harem are not allowed to leave the house at will.

But, but she really likes this kind of life, where she can laugh as much as she wants and be without any image... Suddenly, Aunt Zhao thought of the words of encouragement that Chen Wei had said to her over and over again on the way up the mountain.

you can,

You can do it,

You can hold on.

Yes...Chen Wei can do it, so why can't she?

Why should she go back home and accept her fate?

Wasn't that feeling of lying in the delivery room, having your life or death decided by someone else enough? Hadn't she figured it out yet? Couldn't she just give it a try?!

"Weiwei, I want to leave the house. I want to control my own destiny. I want to go to the cake shop with you, even if I can be a waiter, a maid, or even just a receptionist. It's all fine!"

Aunt Zhao suddenly raised her head and stared at Chen Wei with burning eyes.

Chen Wei looked over with a hint of surprise and asked, "You want to make cakes? Be a maid?"

"right!"

"I think!"

"Weiwei, I don't want to stay in the Marquis' Mansion anymore. I don't want to live a life where I open my eyes one day and close them the next. Apart from paying my respects, eating, and sleeping, all I do is fight with each other."

"Except for these two days, I have never spent a single day of my life just for myself."

"Looking back, I haven't smiled as much in my entire life as I have in these two days."

"I want to do something I like. I also want to learn to read and use the abacus. Will you take me with you? Will you take me with you? I don't want to leave my fate in the hands of the Marquis. I want to take it myself."

Once upon a time, Aunt Zhao always fought for others.

When she was a child, her mother taught her to be a good woman, to be gentle and sensible, and to regard her husband as her God. Only after she got married could she win her husband's heart. She lived for her future husband.

After entering the Marquis' Mansion, she wanted to sleep with him as soon as possible, spared no effort to please Xie Yuchuan, and wanted to carry on the family line for the Marquis' Mansion and have someone to rely on.

But she never thought that she could still rely on herself.

Now, she wants to rely on herself.

"Are you sure?" Chen Wei suppressed all smiles and looked at Aunt Zhao very cautiously, saying, "Are you sure you want to leave the Marquis' Mansion and let me take you with me to open a cake shop?"

"No way?" Aunt Zhao's eyes dimmed.

"It's not that you can't do it, but you have to think clearly about the consequences and rumors that will follow if you do this. Can you bear it? Can you persevere? What if you fail?"

"It was already difficult to pass Xie Yuchuan's test, not to mention the rumors in the mansion and the capital. Can you accept having your reputation completely ruined?"

"As a concubine of a marquis, you are out in the open, not staying at home to take care of your husband and children and enjoy the wealth. It's these rumors and the pressure from all sides. You have to think clearly, Aunt Zhao."

Everything Chen Wei said was reality, a bloody reality.

In this era,

It’s not what you want, it’s what you want.

This is a road of no return, a road that may be stained with blood. The moment you set foot on it, there is no turning back.