As the old saying goes, "You can tell a person's future at three and their character at seven."
Careful observation reveals that childhood experiences can influence choices and habits throughout one's life.
Jiang Sheng was unfortunate, spending her years, which should have been filled with confidence and growth, fighting with dogs for food. But she was also fortunate, meeting her brother and finding her closest family before she was fully settled.
When she realized that begging was beneath her dignity, she learned to earn her own living.
When she discovered that making money could help more people, she was willing to abandon her laziness.
When her brother needs help, she is also brave enough to learn everything unfamiliar.
A distinguished family, with proper etiquette, dignity, and tranquility.
Even when facing the legitimate daughter of a prestigious family whom she once looked up to, she dared to stand up and protect her distraught cousin.
Even if I feel a little uneasy, even if my palms are slightly sweaty.
Tan Yue's earnest admonition echoed once more, "Miss, please remember, apart from the royal family, the Jiang family is not afraid of any noble family in Fengjing. No matter if it's the Three Dukes, the Three Sovereigns, or the Six Ministers, as long as we have reason and evidence, we are not afraid of anyone. The General is your source of confidence."
Yes, she has someone backing her up now.
Jiang Sheng regained her composure and glared at her grandmother with a cold expression, "Why aren't you leaving yet? Do you want me to call all the ladies over to judge this, or tell the people of Fengjing what you've done!"
Zhu Wanwan was terrified. She didn't know who the person opposite her was, but she was also afraid that things would escalate.
It's one thing for girls to bicker, but it's another to push someone to the brink.
She didn't dare linger and hurriedly pulled her companion away.
Silence returned to the area beneath the willow tree.
Jiang Sheng turned around, staring intently at Jiang Chengyu, who was still lost in thought, and asked softly, "Who is Miss Zhu referring to?"
Yao Siqing wanted to stop her, but seeing the girl's determined look, she slowly lowered her hand back to her side.
Some things will eventually be known.
Jiang Chengyu lowered his head and stammered, "It's Jiang Chenghuan."
The fake legitimate daughter in the story of the real and fake heiresses, her once noble and proud appearance is still vivid in my mind. When she is frightened, she is as hesitant as a deer, and there is always unease in her eyes.
Her life took a dramatic turn for the worse. She went from being a proud daughter of heaven to being universally despised. She gradually lost what she had, and what she lost would never come back.
If she were simply a victim, perhaps she could have survived by relying on past relationships and remained the invisible third young lady of the Jiang family.
But she wasn't.
Her birth mother's scheming brought her wealth and luxury, but also plunged her into hell. In a moment of ignorance, her fate was already predetermined.
“On the very day my aunt found out the truth, she jumped off the platform. It was because of the harsh words I said that she was hurt. I was the last straw that broke her back.” Jiang Chengyu’s eyes welled up with tears. “I really know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have said those things.”
"If... if I could have comforted her and guided her, perhaps she wouldn't have died."
No one wants to harm a life, but an unintentional mistake has already caused a loss.
Jiang Sheng did not stop Jiang Chengyu from feeling guilty.
She simply gazed into the distance, thinking about the two babies who had been exchanged twelve years ago. If they knew their fate twelve years later, would they still have wanted to be exchanged?
Are they still willing to follow the predetermined path?
No one knows Jiang Chenghuan's answer, but Jiang Sheng is willing.
Seven years of begging and wandering were truly bitter, but she also gained a freedom that noble ladies never had, and she met her brothers one after another. Her life gradually became rich and colorful, from simple freedom to hard-earned abundance, from loneliness and helplessness to joy and happiness.
Different paths lead to different lives, and different backgrounds determine different futures, but no matter which path you take, as long as your heart is joyful, light will shine everywhere.
People should strive to broaden their path, turn the ordinary into the beautiful, and make their days bloom.
Jiang Sheng turned around and wiped away the tears on Jiang Chengyu's cheeks. "It was wrong of you to say hurtful things, but her choice was not something you could decide. I never expected her to take this path, and I never expected to hear this regrettable news so late."
The lie told by the brothers was essentially out of good intentions.
But she has grown up, and there are some things she has to face and experience.
"Sister, don't you hate it?" Jiang Chengyu stopped crying in surprise.
Even Yao Siqing was somewhat surprised.
The two girls in the story of the real and fake heiresses are in opposing positions, both in terms of status and interests, and both are vying for power. They are inherently opposed and incompatible.
Moreover, everything Jiang Chenghuan possessed was obtained through the painstaking scheming and robbery of his birth mother.
Not only did it cause Jiang Sheng to wander aimlessly, but Jiang Liao's mother is now neither human nor ghost, and the mother and daughter will never have a happy family life again.
But clearly, they should love each other very much.
Jiang Liao may not have been a perfect general's wife, but she was definitely a good mother.
She simply failed to fall in love with her child at the right time; she loved the wrong person and hated the wrong person.
The mistake was so egregious that there was no chance to repent.
“I don’t hate her.” Jiang Sheng shook her head and said, word by word, “Jiang Chenghuan’s death was not something you could decide, nor was it something she could decide to switch the two of us. It is certainly a pity that the fine clothes and delicacies that were taken from us, but there is no use in me hating her.”
No one dictates that the real and fake heiresses must be adversaries, or that they must hate each other by any means necessary.
Looking back, we realize that the more precious a flower is, the less it can withstand wind and rain; the hardships and struggles we endure have actually forged our resilience.
“Hate will only immerse me in anger, and the pain of resentment and hatred will haunt me.” Jiang Sheng opened her bright eyes, innocent and clear-headed. “Life has come to this point, and living well is the most important thing.”
For her...
Yu Jiangchengyu is.
Yu Jiangchenghuan should also be included.
All the hardships and setbacks you've endured should be transformed into agility when you walk.
Use past experience to avoid future risks.
That's life.
Jiang Chengyu stared blankly, suddenly realizing that she was far less insightful than her cousin. In the past, she had hurt people with her words without thinking, and now she was filled with guilt and allowed herself to be bullied.
Both are too extreme and neither is appropriate.
She should watch her mouth, fight back bravely when bullied by enemies, and remain kind when things are peaceful.
A melodious bell rang out from somewhere, and the scattered ladies and young women rose and walked into the Hall of Preserving Harmony.
"The banquet is about to begin," Yao Siqing reminded Jiang Sheng. "Should we go back now?"
Oh no, I've been too focused on being the older sister, and I haven't finished fulfilling my responsibilities yet.
Jiang Sheng stuck out her tongue, then quickly withdrew it, remembering that she was in the capital.
"Xiaoyu," she said earnestly, "I need to go to the restroom. Please tell your second aunt beforehand so she won't worry about us, okay?"
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