He was the treasure of the Qin family, and the apple of the Old Madame's eye. If the Old Madame knew that Nanny Liu didn't watch over him properly and let him play with Qin Muxue, she would be in big trouble!
"Alright..." Qin Muyu was pulled away by Nanny Liu. Before leaving, he turned to look at Qin Muxue.
Qin Muxue, on the other hand, was lost in thought. In the past few years, she, the black sheep of the family, was not allowed to attend banquets. She could only stay in her own room. If she had a piece of mooncake, she'd be happy enough. But this year, how come there was an exception?"Miss." Nanny Zhang saw that she was silent and thought that she was a little scared. She hurriedly explained, "You are now betrothed to Prince Ding, a marriage granted by His Majesty! Of course, Old Grandma will think highly of you. You are different from the past!"
Qin Muxue smiled and didn't say anything. It was just a marriage to a man. She was still her. Just because she got married to someone influential, did that suddenly make her an important person?
"The Moon Worship Festival," Qin Muxue muttered. With so many people present, she didn't trust that no one from the Qin family would harm her then. If she were to make a fool of herself in front of everyone, perhaps this marriage arrangement would be called off? Qin Muxue sneered and thought, "Alright, bring it on."
However, the wounds on her body had not yet healed, and she could not take the medicine given by Ou Yangnian. But how could she get the money to get medicine?
Qin Muxue was lost in thought again. If she couldn't recover well, how could she fight against these people?
"Nanny Zhang," Qin Muxue suddenly said, "Did my mother leave anything behind for me?"
Shen Die was just a farmer's daughter and didn't have much money. All the savings were given to her by Qin Lei when he still loved her. She kept all these things for Qin Muxue's dowry.
Nanny Zhang said, "Miss, Madam did leave something for you." As she spoke, she took out a small wooden box from the cabinet and carefully unlocked it.
"Madam said that she would give it to you when you got married." Nanny Zhang handed the small wooden box to Qin Muxue.
"You're now an engaged woman. It's time to give it to you." Qin Muxue looked at the small wooden box. It was an ordinary wooden box with a butterfly in flight carved on it. Qin Muxue gently stroked the butterfly pattern and then opened the box.
There were many documents and a jade token in the box.
There was also a butterfly engraved on the jade.
A lot of documents were piled up in the box.
Qin Muxue was a little curious.
When she opened it, she found that these things were all Shen Die's shoplots and properties in the capital city!
Qin Muxue mouth hung open in shock. Was Qin Lei so good to her mother before? Was he willing to give her such things? These shoplots were money-making resources! There were also 30 acres of fertile land in the outskirts of the capital, a big mansion in Changlu Lane, and eight shoplots!
There were so many things, how could all these be given by Qin Lei!
When Nanny Zhang saw Qin Muxue's puzzled gaze, she finally said, "Actually, the Old Master didn't appoint me to be Madam's servant. I was always Madam's maidservant, even before she got married."
Qin Muxue was stunned. What was going on? Was this her redemption arc?
"Madam was no ordinary peasant girl." Nanny Zhang said, "The Shen family was a big, influential family in the south of the Yangtze River. When Old Master met Madam, she was on patrol in the field. It was not good for her to reveal her identity, so she claimed to be a farmer's daughter."
"Later... she simply felt that there was no need to tell anyone, so those other concubines would not have their eyes on Madam's family wealth."
"Old Master didn't give anything to Madam. These are all Madam's own dowry." Wow! What did it feel like for a poor person to become rich? Qin Muxue had finally experienced it!
But at the same time, for some reason, she felt sorry for Shen Die. With the Shen family's love and care towards Shen Die, even if she left Qin Lei and lived her own life, she would not have to worry about anything. Maybe she could also have become a female rich businessman. Unfortunately, Shen Die was trapped by love, and after she got cheated by a scumbag, she never got over it.
There was a letter in the wooden box, which was left to her by Shen Die.
"Child, when you see this letter, you should be getting married, right? I don't know if you are a man or a woman. I hope I can see you when I give birth to you.
Unfortunately... I know my own health. I'm afraid I can't hold on for long. I'm sorry that I can't watch you grow up. Please don't hate me. The world is so cruel, and I really don't have the courage to go on. I can only leave these things to you, and I hope you will be safe and happy in the future."
There was a list of addresses attached to the letter. It was probably a list of the owners of these shops. Qin Muxue didn't know why she burst into tears after reading the letter.
How much cruelty did she experience? She really wanted to criticise Shen Die. She simply met a cheating bastard! With so much assets and money, how could she not live well? But she suddenly felt that Shen Die really didn't want to live. She was in poor health and didn't want to live, but she still cared about her own child.
Qin Muxue was an orphan in modern times. She was raised by an assassin organization and was selected through many trials like a vermin. She had never felt any family affection. Later, she got excellent results and went on to study medicine. Even if she became a legend in the medical industry, she never heard her master praise her.
Now that she was here, although she was bullied, she had Tao Su and Nanny Zhang. One was loyal to her, and the other was treating her as her own daughter! Now after reading Shen Die's letter, she suddenly felt that she had been deeply loved.
Qin Muxue was a cold-hearted killer. No matter how badly she was injured, she never cried. But now, she was deeply moved by the warmth of these people.
"Miss..." Nanny Zhang wiped away her tears.