novelraw Chapter 619: That Day’s Heavy Snow
Chapter 619: That Day’s Heavy Snow
Even after more than twenty years had passed, she could still clearly remember the appearance of that child back then, the child who had just come out of the mother’s womb, covered in blood and dirt, not warm like other children, but ice-cold all over.
She personally cut her umbilical cord, and without even a blanket to wrap her in, she could only tear a piece from her own outer garment to wrap her.
The Princess, in her weakness, only glanced at the child once and then ordered her to immediately get off and throw her away.
She didn’t even cry, her breath so weak that it seemed she could perish at any moment.
As she held her and got off the carriage, when she was about to abandon her in the woods, the child suddenly opened her eyes, her black, bright pupils so pure and innocent that it made her tremble inside.
She even ran back with her in her arms, knelt in front of the carriage, and begged the Princess to keep the child. They had already left the Capital City and could start a new life; Young Master Feng would surely take good care of them. Bringing this child back would just mean one more mouth to feed.
She wasn’t a charitable person herself; having lived in the palace for half her life, her hands weren’t free from taking lives. But this child, after all, was the Princess’s biological daughter, just like the young Miss, both flesh of the Princess’s own flesh...
She had grown up with the Princess since childhood. Although the Princess was her mistress, the days of relying on each other for survival in the Qin Palace had long made them like family.
She understood the pain and resentment in the Princess’s heart, but the child was innocent. To leave her like this meant certain death.
She had never before held a child so cold all over, as if the moment she let go, she would truly die.
She really couldn’t harden her heart.
So she begged the Princess to keep the child, arguing that she was still young and knew nothing. Even if they took her back, she would never know anything. After all, they would never return to the Qin Palace. That nightmare of a place, they had truly left it behind.
But the only response she got was a sentence: "Do you think I haven’t suffered enough because of this wretch? Throw her away, I don’t want to see her, not even a glance."
Ying Niang had no choice; she could only hold the child and return to the woods, once again placing her on the ground.
Finally, there was a faint cry.
It was then that, suddenly, in early summer weather, goose-feather snow began to fall.
The world turned completely white, like a dream, blinding one’s eyes in an instant.
Ying Niang looked incredulously at that child. Her little face was bright red, and the palm-sized birthmark on her left cheek looked somewhat frightening, but her brows and eyes resembled the Princess’s so much, both exquisitely beautiful.
She cried weakly, pitiful amidst the endless snow.
For a brief moment, she even felt an impulse to take her away.
But she had been with the Princess for many years, had followed her through everything, and she couldn’t betray her now. Young Master Feng hadn’t arrived yet, and the Princess, having just given birth, was physically weak. There was only the two-year-old young Miss Qing Jue asleep in the carriage. If she left, the Princess and they might not hold on until Young Master Feng came.
So in the end, she hardened her heart and turned away. Yet the snow from that day, the child’s face and gaze, left a mark and nightmare alike imprinted in her heart, tormenting her night and day, reminding her of how she had once caused the death of an innocent child.