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If it weren't for the fact that she looked just like her young lady, with the same face and the same craving for date paste pastries, she could be certain that the person before her was not her mistress.
Li Ruofeng's face shifted between shades of green and black, as if two layers of thick soot could be scraped off. Both father and daughter were clearly in a hurry to dismiss her, so she had no choice but to step away from Gu Qingning's courtyard.
"Miss, bring out the board," said Lvyen, glancing at Gu Qingning hesitantly.
"Strike," Gu Qingning signaled for Baizhi to stop kneeling, her anger flaring as she watched Lvyen enter with the board.
How could this little girl be so obedient!
The two young maids beside her were so innocent and pure; it was a regret from her past life that she had wronged them. The two little maids had grown up alongside her, later following her into the prince's residence, where they were constantly bound by rules and never experienced a single day of happiness. They had died in that cold, piercing blizzard.
Lvyen looked at her mistress and struck Baizhi ten times with the board.
Kneeling on the ground, Baizhi closed her eyes slightly, gritting her teeth as she silently endured the pain radiating from her palms.
Gu Changqing watched his daughter Gu Qingning and Gu Wanning smiling, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart. This was his daughter, the most precious gift left to him by Shimin.
"Miss, it's done."
"Go back and take care of it; don’t hurt your palms." Gu Qingning looked at Baizhi, then glanced at Lvyen and Hongling. "Don’t let this happen again."
Baizhi, Lvyen, and Hongling responded in unison and stepped back.
"Father." After the maids had retreated, Gu Qingning sat between Gu Changqing and Gu Wanning, reaching out to hold Gu Wanning's hand. She turned to Gu Changqing and asked softly, "Do you remember what Mother said before she left?"
"What is it?" Gu Changqing frowned slightly, confusion evident in his eyes.
"Do you still remember what Mother said?" Gu Qingning gazed at him, her voice gentle like a soft breeze as she looked directly into his eyes.
Back then, your mother was anxious; she only spoke a few words. Before she passed away, she said to take good care of you three siblings. Gu Changqing was suddenly transported back in time, memories flooding his mind of when Shimin had left them.
"And?" Although Gu Qingning was only a child at that time, she vaguely remembered that their mother had said something else.
Gu Changqing glanced at Gu Wanning before looking back at Gu Qingning. "To cure Ning'er’s eye ailment."
Gu Wanning felt a sharp pang in her heart as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping it. Since coming into this world, she had suffered from an eye disease. They had invited countless famous doctors; each time they came in with high hopes only to leave shaking their heads in disappointment.
Even the imperial physician was at a loss, concluding that she would have to live her life in darkness.
Each disappointment fell upon her soul like cold raindrops, relentless and unyielding. She had long since given up hope; with a father, brother, and sister who loved her, she felt her life was already fulfilled.
Gu Qingning couldn't help but grip Gu Wanning's hand tightly, understanding her sister's innermost thoughts. From a young age, Wanning had been obedient and sensible, taking her medicine without complaint, never blaming the heavens or fate—she simply hoped that one day her eyesight could be restored.
She wanted to see what her family looked like; she wondered if the flowers in their garden were yellow or red. She longed to witness the many beauties of this world.
Living forever in a world of darkness would be too cruel for her.
"I want to go to the mountains." Since awakening to find herself reborn, Gu Qingning had made an important decision.
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