Chapter 635 Let's go for a stroll in the lotus pond
Over the years, she has treated this mistress's daughter like her own daughter, setting aside past grievances; this is the limit of what she has ever done.
Miss Cheng was taken away with a wronged expression.
Before long, Madam Cheng turned her gaze to Xiao Mianmian.
Little Mianmian felt a bit bored and yawned several times.
Madam Cheng asked with a smile, "Does the little princess find our residence too boring?"
Little Mianmian opened her eyes wide and said with a smile, "It is indeed a bit boring."
Madam Cheng pulled her third daughter, Cheng Wan'er, to her side and said, "How about letting our Wan'er accompany you around?"
Because Cheng Wan'er was the third child, she often didn't receive much attention from her father and mother. She lived cautiously at home and was a little timid, but she was kind and had a much better character than the second young lady.
After looking her over, Xiao Mianmian smiled and nodded.
It was the first time Cheng Wan'er had seen the princess, and she didn't dare to look up at her.
Little Mianmian took her hand and asked with a smile, "Why don't you let Sister Wan'er take me for a stroll in the lotus pond in the backyard?"
The banquet venue here is just a corner of the lotus pond; further on, there will be a large lotus pond.
Seeing that Xiao Mianmian was very close to Cheng Wan'er, Madam Cheng was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Wan'er, you must remember to take good care of the princess."
"Yes, Mother." Cheng Wan'er bowed respectfully to Madam Cheng. Unlike Mianmian and Du Wanchun, the mother and daughter were not as easygoing.
Du Wanchun did not stop her. Xiao Mianmian was no longer the little baby who could not speak and could only follow behind her. She had to learn to make decisions on her own.
After saying goodbye to Cheng Wan'er and Du Wanchun, Xiao Mianmian went to the Lotus Pond together.
The lotus pond was built within the mansion, and it is said that it was built by Master Cheng himself for Madam Cheng.
Madam Cheng was once just an orphan who picked lotus seeds and sold lotus flowers. Although her father was an official in the court, his official position was very low and he died young. She was adopted by Lord Cheng's mother, and the two grew up together.
Later, when Lord Cheng became the top scholar in the imperial examination and went to the capital to serve as an official, Madam Cheng accompanied him all the way.
The couple's deep affection for each other has drawn envy from many.
This lotus pond was built by Lord Cheng because he was afraid that Madam Cheng would miss her hometown; it took a lot of thought and effort.
Unfortunately, this relationship didn't last long, as Lord Cheng became infatuated with a singing girl in the waterside pavilion.
The singer was beautiful, eloquent, and possessed a captivating charm that completely bewitched Lord Cheng.
She was not only shrewd, but also ruthless.
He brought their affair to Madam Cheng's attention several times.
To everyone's surprise, Madam Cheng was a gentle person and didn't argue with her at all. Whenever something happened, she would just cry in front of Lord Cheng.
Because of their childhood friendship, Lord Cheng felt guilty and treated Madam Cheng better and better.
The mistress, feeling resentful, resorted to violence against Madam Cheng.
Madam Cheng was lucky; the poison was accidentally ingested by Master Cheng's concubine, resulting in the deaths of both her and her unborn child.
As a result, Master Cheng became cold towards his mistress. As time went on, the mistress couldn't sit still any longer and went to the Cheng residence to force him to resign while pregnant.
At that time, Madam Cheng had just given birth to her eldest daughter and was in a weak state. She was angered by the mistress and almost suffered a massive hemorrhage.
Master Cheng was furious and drove his mistress out of the mansion.
The mistress used her unborn child to coerce Lord Cheng, and Lord Cheng, feeling sorry for the child, had no choice but to spare her life.
Later, his mistress fell seriously ill and passed away, and his daughter was sent back to the Cheng family.
Things have changed, but the lotus pond remains the same as it was back then.
Mianmian followed Cheng Wan'er onto the small boat leading to the lotus pond.
The air here is pleasant; even the wind carries the fragrance of lotus flowers.
Cheng Wan'er resembles Madam Cheng. Although her appearance is not outstanding, she is dignified and beautiful, no less so than the Second Miss Cheng.
"Sister Wan'er, look." Little Mianmian sat up and pointed to a lotus flower that was blooming brightly not far away.
The lotus flower is pure white, unlike ordinary lotus flowers.
Cheng Wan'er stood up and reached out to pick the lotus flower.
The small boat rocked a bit, so Cheng Wan'er quickly steadied herself and turned to hand the lotus flower to Mianmian.
Mianmian took it in her hand and accidentally noticed the scar on the back of Cheng Wan'er's hand.
It was a scar that looked like a centipede climbing up and down; it must have been there for a long time.
Mianmian stared blankly.
Cheng Wan'er quickly withdrew her hand and covered it with her sleeve, saying, "This was an injury I sustained when I was young from an accidental nail."
The nail was driven into the tree trunk by Miss Cheng, intending to cut her face, but she made a mistake and only injured her hand.
But it also destroyed her hands, which were once capable of playing the piano and painting; she could only hold a pen and write a few words on a daily basis.
Mianmian was shocked; such a scar must have been a serious injury back then.
She reached out, took her hand, and said slowly, "My mother said you can paint."
Cheng Wan'er gave a helpless, bitter smile and said, "That was a long time ago."
Mianmian smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards, and said, "I can heal you, and I can also paint in the future."
Cheng Wan'er was slightly taken aback, and asked in a daze, "My hand can still be healed?"
Mianmian nodded, "It can be cured."
Cheng Wan'er was extremely excited, her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of tears.
After her hands were crippled, she could no longer paint or play the piano, and even her father disliked her, making her, who was already the third son, even less valued in the household.
If her hand could truly be healed, her life would be better.
Mianmian put the lotus flower back in her hand and said with a smile, "Don't cry, don't cry, or my mother will scold me."
Cheng Wan'er smiled and nodded.
Not far from them on the shore, a young maidservant overheard their conversation, frowned, and turned to head towards the west courtyard.
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