Chapter 236: 113 Repentance (First Watch of the Night)_2
Translator: 549690339
She was envious of Ming Jingâs unflappable demeanor, never perturbed nor anxious, as if in the whole world, there was not a person or thing worthy of her attention.
bne naa no love, nor nace.
Forever aloof and above, not looking down on the dust below.
Admit it, Zhu Xiangxiang, youâve been like a hopping clown all this time, just wanting to get her attention.
Just when her heart was filled with mixed emotions, the door to the sickroom opened, and a plump old woman walked in carrying a bucket of food. As soon as she saw Zhu Xiangxiang, she rushed over: âXiangxiang, what happened to you?â
âMadam Zhouâ¦â Zhu Xiangxiang looked at her in a murmur, unable to hold back her tears.
The two of them held each other and cried.
âXiangxiang, donât cry. Madam Zhou made your favorite pork rib soup. Weâll drink it, and after that, your wounds wonât hurt anymore,â said Madam Zhou as she opened the thermos and scooped the soup into a small bowl.
Only then did Zhu Xiangxiang notice Ming Jing standing in the sickroom. She unconsciously stared blankly at her.
âYou⦠youâre not dead?â
Madam Zhou gave her a look: âWhat nonsense are you talking about? Whatâs with all this talk of life and death? The young miss will live a long life.â
Had this child hit her head?
Ignoring her own injuries, Zhu Xiangxiang jumped out of bed. She ran barefoot to Ming Jing, wanting to touch her, but hesitating. She burst into tears and laughter, saying, âI thought you were dead ⦠Iâm sorry, itâs all my fault. Hit me, scold me.â
Zhu Xiangxiang grabbed her hand and slapped her own face with it, âMing Jing,
Iâm really sorry. If hitting me would make you feel better, feel free to hit.â
Ming Jing brushed her hand away, her gaze gentle and serene, âThe person you should apologize to is not me.â
Zhu Xiangxiang stiffened, and her face visibly paled.
âIâm sorryâ¦lâm sorryâ¦lâ¦l donât know what happened to me, like I was possessed by a ghost. It was her who bewitched me, Ming Jing, you must believe meâ¦â Zhu Xiangxiang said in a desperate and regretful tone.
âNo one can bewitch you. Youâre just making excuses for your mistakes. If you could admit it honestly, I might have respected you a little more,â Ming Jing said.
Her dark eyes were like an ancient, unfathomable pool. Zhu Xiangxiang shifted her gaze away in fear, daring not to look at her.
Her words struck the deepest, most hidden part of Zhu Xiangxiangâs heart.
None of her thoughts could escape Zhu Mingjingâs eyes.
She honestly hung her head, like a child who had done something wrong.
âI was wrong. Can you give me another chance?â
âThe people you should apologize to include both your foster mother and yourself. You should ask yourself that question.â âRecover well. You have a lifetime to atone for your sins.â
She left the sickroom.
Zhu Xiangxiang really wanted to ask her how Zhou Ling was doing, but she didnât dare to speak up. After last nightâs events, she had resigned herself to fate.
Jealousy is like slow poison, destroying your sanity and controlling your thoughts when you least expect it, being guided by obsession, step by step falling into the abyss.
Fortunately, she hadnât woken up too late, and hadnât become further obsessed.
Madam Zhou, seeing everything, roughly understood what had happened.
Zhu Xiangxiang walked back despondently, and madam Zhou comforted her softly, âXiangxiang, a person cannot live their entire life in resentment and jealousy, itâs not right. You should look at the world with a grateful heart. You are already very lucky. If you hadnât been taken by mistake, how could you have enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Zhus for sixteen years? How could you have experienced the love and care of Madam and the old Madam for sixteen years? None of that is fake, and you truly felt it every single day for those sixteen years. Those memories will not be forgotten, even after decades, and they are your treasures.â
âYou should be grateful for Madamâs nurturing and contributions, grateful for the Zhusâ cultivation and glory, and even more grateful for the sixteen years of suffering that the young miss had to endure on your behalf. Silly girl, nobody owes you anything. Itâs just that youâve been stuck in your own problems and donât want to come out.â
âThe young miss has clear and transparent eyes and incredible abilities. Do you think your little schemes could escape her eyes? Letting alone how much the old Madam loves her, even the Madam went from disliking her at first to being full of guilt and wanting to make up for it. If the young miss had caused you trouble in front of either of them, you would have been long gone from the Zhus. But she never said anything. Why do you think that is?â
Why? Perhaps Zhu Mingjing never considered her as an opponent, or possibly, she simply didnât think Zhu Xiangxiang was worth considering as one..