Qin- mama glanced at her mistress first, and when the old dowager didnât show any signs of disapproval, asked the fourth miss to follow her to the side. âMiss Huining fought with the senior madame over what Bao- mama said when the mama came for you today. Both of them argued fiercely, and left very angered. Senior Madame is crying sadly in Garden of Tranquility, and Miss Huining is quite aggrieved here as well. Old Dowager spent her day comforting the two of them and being caught in the middle. As a result, she didnât eat much today.â The mama sighed at this point. âBao- mama really shouldnât have jabbed at Miss Huining in front of so many. Girls have thin skin, how could she have endured all that? The old dowager is quite saddened by Miss Huiningâs fit as well.â
Even subtly, this was a criticism of the duchess. In actuality, if Qin Huining had been a mature girl, she wouldnât have thrown a temper tantrum no matter how much the mama had embarrassed her. It was the Qin family who hadnât taught their children well, but they were blaming others instead. How would a familyâs children show off superior composure if one didnât focus on their upbringing? And what dreamer would think that life would always be smooth and unobstructed?
And yet, Qin- mama was only saying what she was because she held a different perspective. A son didnât comment on the faults of his father. In the same vein, Qin Yining wasnât willing to criticize her elders and even less willing to talk ill of someone behind their back. She merely frowned with concern. âOld Dowager is of an age where maintenance of good health is of primary importance. Skipping a meal and harboring angry dejection, how will your body bear up under all this stress?â
She walked up to the old dowager. âOld Dowager, I know of your difficulties in todayâs matter. I may not have read many books, but I know of one thing.â She picked up the still warm, white porcelain covered bowl. It housed the milk steeped birdâs nest that Qin- mama had just instructed the servants to make. Qin Yining brought a spoonful next to the old dowagerâs mouth. âYour children and grandchildren all have their own destinies. Please focus on your health, Old Dowager. You are the guiding compass needle for the Qin clan. With you healthy, my father, second uncle, third uncle, and all my various male cousins donât need to worry about the inner residence when theyâre hard at work outside; while the womenfolk have a pillar of support with you holding down the fort.â
Qin Yiningâs limpid eyes overflowed with friendliness and the love of a child for her family. The old dowagerâs heart softened at the tender tone of these gentle words. She hadnât had any appetite before, but cheered up enough to eat a few spoonfuls after Qin Yiningâs cajoling. Qin- mama smiled at the sight and immediately fetched a silk towel and warm water, standing ready on the side.
âYouâre the matriarch of our family, Old Dowager. Your body isnât just yours, but rather the entire Qin clanâs. Not only do you need to remain in good health for your own sake, but for the entire family as well. Even me, Iâve just returned home and know nothing of anything, so I will need much guidance from you in the future, to say nothing of anything else.â Qin Yiningâs soft tone was a soothing balm on the old dowagerâs heart, helping the matriarch finish the bowl of birdâs nest before she knew it.
Qin- mama nimbly came over to help her mistress rinse her mouth. âFourth Miss speaks quite rightly. Your children and grandchildren all have their own destinies, mistress. You are a forefather and great matriarch of the family. Why not just see part of a matter and ignore the rest? Donât trouble yourself so. You toiled on behalf of this family when you were young, and now that the elder senior master has a bright and smooth career that brings glory to the family, itâs time for you to enjoy what you have reaped, mistress. Why not be kinder to yourself?â
Perhaps her spirits had taken a turn for the better after eating, or perhaps Qin Yiningâs words had some use. Whatever it was, the old dowager broke into her first genuine smile after an afternoon of depression. She sighed, slightly happier. âForget it, youâre right.â
The mama âs respect for Qin Yining grew a bit higher when she saw the change in her mistress. She couldnât help but speak up on behalf of the fourth miss. âIn this servantâs eyes, the fourth miss really is quite similar to the lord when he was young. Do you remember, mistress, when you were sick and the lord had just turned ten? He didnât rest all night and stayed by your side, helping you with your medicine. He wouldnât go back no matter what I said to him and insisted on keeping you company, finally falling asleep by the side of the bed when dawn broke.â
The cozy lantern light softened Qin Yiningâs features. The old dowager had liked how the girl looked to begin with, since Qin Yining resembled her eldest son. The mama âs words drew her deep into her memories of how filial the child Qin Huaiyuan had been, and the contented bliss of being taken care of by a child was subconsciously projected onto Qin Yining as well. She put her arm around the girl and gently patted Qin Yiningâs back. âGood girl. Your father was a good child, and you are very much like him in that. But youâve suffered so much in the past, and grandmother spoke some ugly words when I was angry. They made you sad, didnât they?â
Qin Yining couldnât help but smile at those words, her eyes growing hot. No matter how the old dowager would treat her in the future, she could feel that in this moment, the family matriarch was treating her with genuine familial love.
âDonât say that, grandmother.â She changed her form of address as well. âWeâre family, and Iâm your granddaughter. However you educate me is for my own good, so how would I be sad?â
âGood girl.â The old dowager settled her arm more firmly around Qin Yining and stroked her back, like comforting a child. âGrandmother will dote on you well from now on and make up for all those lost years. What do you say?â
âItâs enough that I can stay by grandmotherâs side and keep you company.â Qin Yining snuggled further into the old dowagerâs embrace. The atmosphere was quite warm inside the house, and even the candleâs flame seemed to dance in happiness. Qin- mama seemed infected by the happiness flowing between grandmother and granddaughter as even she smiled in contentment.
However, before the magical moment could continue further, a shrill scream shattered the peaceful happiness.
âHelp! Anyone! Miss Huining is committing suicide!â
The old dowager almost fell off the bed. âWhat?! Did you hear them?! Darling Hui is committing suicide?!â
Qin- mama privately cursed the person screaming outside and hastily comforted the old dowager. âDonât panic, mistress. This servant will go take a look.â
âNo no no! I really heard that! Darling Hui is taking her own life!â The old dowager scrambled off the bed in a panic and started to run outside without even thinking about her shoes.
Qin Yining chased after her with shoes in hand. âGrandmother, please put your shoes on first. Iâll help you over.â
Qin- mama was quick enough to grab some thickly furred outerwear for the old dowager while Qin Yining put some shoes on the old dowager, and joined her in helping the old dowager out. Jixiang and Ruyi came running over with a serving girl holding a lantern. The group sped along the covered hallway to Qin Huiningâs rooms.
The maidsâ sobbing, begging pleas rang out before they reached the door. âMiss, donât do anything foolish!â
âThink of the old dowager, you still have the old dowager!â
âMiss, this only makes your enemies rejoice and your family sorrow!â
What âfamilyâ? What âenemiesâ? Was this trying to persuade someone to come to their senses or adding fuel to the flame?! Qin- mamaâs expression was dark and she looked questioningly at the old dowager. Her mistressâ expression wasnât that pleasant either.
The doors to the warmed residence were thrown open, clearly framing the sight of Qin Huining standing on a black lacquer garden stool. She was grasping white damask silk in her hands and on her tiptoes, trying to put her head through the loop. Cai- mama , Bitong, Bitao, and the other maids were grasping at her legs, feet, and kowtowing in front of their miss. Sobbing, begging, and sniffling sounds filled the air, completing the utterly chaotic scene.
âAnd whatâs all this about?!â The old dowager trembled in her anger. âGranddaughter Hui, get down from there right now!â
âI, I have no face to keep on living! Grandmother, just let me go!â Qin Huiningâs cheeks were a mess of tears. Wet streaks stained her clothes as well. âI lost so much face today and mother refuses to acknowledge me now. My heart is broken beyond hope! Grandmother, I am an unfilial granddaughter, so just let me go!â
âGo where?! Youâre a miss of the Qin family, where on earth do you want to go?! Get down from there!â The old dowager was both angry and pained as she barked at the servants. âYou there, why arenât you helping your mistress down yet?!â
âUnderstood!â Cai- mama , Bitong, and Bitao scrambled to their feet. Having reached her goal, Qin Huining let her body soften, falling onto Bitong and Cai- mama . The two exerted a great deal of effort to ensure that Qin Huining wasnât injured, the aches and bruises that appeared later on their own bodies bearing testament to how much care they took. Nonetheless, in the moment, Bitao took hold of her missâ hands. âMiss, hurry and get up so that the old dowager isnât distressed.â
Qin Huining flung aside the maidâs hands and slumped on her knees, holding onto the old dowagerâs thigh as she sobbed. âGrandmother, why did you tell them to save me? Just let me die!â
The matriarch frowned. Although she was distressed for Qin Huining, she was also angered by the girlâs methods of getting attention. âGranddaughter Hui, whatâs the meaning of this continued temper tantrum!? Your father has just been made Grand Preceptor of the Heir Apparent and itâs a time of great joy at home. Who are you trying to curse in this way?!â
Qin Huining raised her head violently and looked incredulously at the old dowager. Her grandmotherâs brows were tightly knit together in an angry frown. âI know youâre going through a lot right now, but you should be more mature about it all. Donât you know your motherâs character? Why did you set her off like that? Canât grandmotherâs love soothe over the uneasiness and envy in your heart?â
âNo, thatâs not itâŠâ Qin Huining covered her face as she cried, using her hands to hide the rictus of disdain on her face. Like I thought, even the old dowager doesnât care about me anymore.
The color drained from Cai- mama âs face as she repeatedly kowtowed in fear. âThis servant failed in her duties, this servant would never dare.â
A vein throbbed in the old dowagerâs forehead as her emotions caused her hands to tremble again.
âQin- mama , help grandmother back for now,â Qin Yining, finally stepping up from behind the old dowager, spoke when she saw the tremors in her grandmotherâs figure. âDonât let anger harm grandmotherâs body. Miss Huining has always been a mature one, this is just an impulsive act. Iâll talk some sense into her, and Iâm sure sheâll come to her senses soon.â
The mama nodded, completely at ease leaving the situation in Qin Yiningâs hands, and coaxed the old dowager back to her own rooms. The old dowager wasnât feeling well at all as she was escorted back, but was given some peace of mind when she saw how Qin Yining was giving Qin Huining a way out.
That left only the sniffling Qin Huining and kneeling Cai- mama , Bitong, and Bitao in the room after the old dowagerâs departure. Qin Yining snorted derisively. âCrying, throwing a tantrum, and then threatening a suicide. Qin Huining, do you fancy yourself a stage actress? What, did you think things have been a tad too peaceful at home?â
âAnd who the hell do you think you are?! Get out!â Qin Huining bounded to her feet with bloodshot eyes, ready to push Qin Yining away. But Qin Yiningâs hand blurred, closing around Qin Huiningâs slender neck in a flash!
âYou wanted to die? Then why donât I help you along!?â
Thin but fairly stiff silk frequently used for suicides in ancient China.