OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 255 PROMISE ON TOP OF DISBELIEF
Liang Jia was knitting a handkerchief with a phoenix pattern, her premonition instantly felt so bad that her consciousness was careless. The needle he knitted on the cloth actually pierced his finger. He screeched and then reflexively dropped the cloth being worked on. The prick was deep enough that blood began to splatter staining his sleeves. Liang Jia sucked his own finger as first aid, his premonition grew more erratic, he felt a deep pain and missed his youngest daughter.
“What's wrong with you?” Liang Jia asked himself, he lost the spirit to continue knitting even though the blood had stopped. The old woman walked up to her closet, she was so eager to see the child's face. In a safe, Liang Jia took out a worn-out photo that became the only surviving portrait of Li San's extermination.
“Yue Hwa” Desis Liang Jia, a photo of her poor daughter when she was five years old that she carefully kept. His value was even more precious than the entire treasure he had, this was the only remnant of the memories Liang Jia had from his youngest daughter.
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(Ni wen wo ai ni you duo shen)
You asked me how deep my love for you is
(Wo ai ni you ji fen)
How much I love you
(Wo de qing ye zhen)
This feeling is really
(Wo de ai ye zhen)
And so is my love
(Yue liang dai biao wo de xin)
The moon represents my heart
(Qing qing de yi ge wen)
A gentle kiss
(Yi jing da dong wo de xin)
Has touched my heart
(Shen shen de yi duan qing)
A deep feeling
(Jiao wo si nian dao ru jin)
Makes me think of you until now
Xin Er heard a song sung by an old mandarin singer, Teresa Teng, from her master's room. He was still standing at the door, but the sound of music was so clearly heard from the room that it should be soundproof. Xin Er couldn't imagine how loud the madam would set the volume inside, making her extremely anxious with Liang Jia's unusual strange demeanor.
“Mistress?” Xin Er did not see Liang Jia in the room, she had just left her master half an hour and the mistress looked still engrossed in knitting. Why did the atmosphere suddenly become this chaotic? Xin Er hurriedly searched for more,
it felt useless he shouted before shrinking the sound of the music player.
“Mistress?” Xin Er looked up at the bed, she was sure the person she was looking for was hiding inside the blanket. While taking a step back, Xin Er approached the blanket-clad body and lightly patted. He repeated once again calling the madam, but there was no response. Feeling worried, Xin Er ventured to reveal the thick cover.
“What's the mistress?” Xin Er was anxious not to find Liang Jia crying while hugging a piece of paper that she believed was a photo.
Liang Jia was reluctant to reply, even when Xin Er saw that she did not stop crying. Instead, Xin Er started to remember something, she had seen the wretchedness of this great mistress Li in the past. This old chatter, as well as the photo Liang Jia was holding, made Xin Er sure that the mistress was missing her missing daughter.
Xin Er is a living witness who learns how devastated Liang Jia was when he failed to defend his daughter's relics from Li San's wrath. Everything about Yue Hwa and that reminded her of her would be
on the earth, including the lute that Liang Jia often plays. Fortunately the sophistication of the era can still outsmart the memories, when Liang Jia longed then he would tune this song, but not with a volume as loud as this.
“Mistress remembered him?” Xin Er asked cautiously. Honestly, he began to be intrigued to see the fragility of Liang Jia. However, she is a mother whose fate is not much different from the mistress.
Liang Jia looked at Xin Er, her eyes reddened and even her nose was red from crying. He nodded weakly, his sobs still sounding clear. “Is he still alive? Did he eat enough? What is he
happy?”
That question was so cornering for Xin Er, how should she behave and say? A comforting lie or a painful honesty? The madam was too often misled by lies, falsehoods in the
“What is his life calm? Or she already ...” Liang Jia continued his speculation and then sobbed again.
The sound of crying was so heartbreaking to Xin Er, she was tormented to have to harbor this truth for some time. “Dia ..” Xin Er sizzled, her hands trembling until she could not continue the words.
“Langit why is it so cruel to me? I just want to know about my daughter, I want her still alive!” Crying Liang Jia, he was getting out of control.
The rampage of Liang Jia which became increasingly, increasingly made Xin Er more overwhelmed with guilt. He did not want the woman to blame fate too much and continue to curse his fate.
Husband, please forgive me. I can't stand to see such a good person in us suffer any more. I'm also a mother, I can't see another mother suffering just because I want to know her son's news. Xin Er squeezed the collar of her shirt, she pinned the telepathy on her husband. Effectively no longer he no longer cared, which surely someday he would be responsible to Wei for having reneged on their promises.
“Mrs, sit! I beg you to calm down, there is an important thing that I will tell you about the princess.” Xin Er spoke in a soft yet firm voice. Liang Jia gasped at the stern look and then followed his servant's orders.
“What do you know?” Liang Jia looked at Xin Er fixedly, they faced each other and were silent for a moment accompanied by a song that had been repeatedly played automatically.
“Xin Er, say! Don't keep anything secret about my daughter!” Urged Liang Jia, he shook the woman's shoulder so desperately.
Xin Er sighed, “Is the madam willing to promise to remain silent, anything I tell you doesn't make you emotional and act rashly? It concerns the continuation of the lives of the crowd, their lives in your hands if you are rash.”
Liang Jia's eyes spun around, he was quite afraid of hearing the terms and consequences Xin Er conveyed. “Ya, I promise.” The answer is after thinking for a moment, the curiosity is greater and more urgent than having to linger thinking about future risks.
Xin Er smiled calmly, “Mistress, relax your daughter is still alive. They are safe and are somewhere.”
“Really?” Liang Jia sparkled, he smiled in tears as he could not stop completely from sobbing. Xin Er clasped her fingers firmly, how she wished that what she had just heard was reality.
Xin Er nodded, “Yes, they survived and lived well until now. But to return here, the madam herself knew it was no easy feat while the great master still held onto his old principles.”
Liang Jia stared at her servant without blinking, there was a sense of pleasure and tightness due to recalling Li San's ugliness. “Where do they live now? I want to meet him. If he can't come back here, the important thing is that I can meet him outside.”
“Do not mistress, you have promised not to be rash. They have a plan to come back, please believe and be patient in a moment. Do not let our actions just mess up and harm them.” Xin Er began to fear Liang Jia for foreboding, she clasped the clothes of the mistress back to calm her down.
Liang Jia looked down miserably, knowing that Yue Hwa was still alive was not enough to please her. “I miss her so much, want to see her face, how big is she now? Is
missed a kid was the wrong action?”
“No mistress, there is no harm in a mother missing a child. I also always miss my three children and can only wish them all the best.” Xin Er stroked Liang Jia's palm gently, a fellow mother who gave each other support and strength to love their children.
“Xin Er, I will not break the promise. But tell me, where do they live now? Do you know my son? Ah, how do you know they're doing?” Liang Jia had just realized, why would Xin Er who was always with him be able to know news as important as this and keep it a secret to him.
“It's a little complicated, I promised her to keep this a secret to everyone including Jun. It's about my husband's spiritual ability that made them manage to escape from Li San, the madam must have felt this was not
reasonable.”
“Say! I trust completely in Wei, nothing is impossible from him.” Firmly Liang Jia. He doesn't want anything to be covered up from him anymore.
Xin Er lowered her head for a moment then steadily continued her secret dismantling. “Alright, they are already a new person, with a new face and name. But their hearts and memories remain the same. I once met my husband at a dinner abroad that the lady arranged. There he promised me to get this over with and get back together. And then she showed me about your daughter.”
Liang Jia was aghast, he trembled just by hearing Xin Er's words. “At that time he came? My son came and I don't know?”
“Sorry madam, please keep a clear mind. Do not let everything be damaged because of our selfishness.”
Liang Jia calmed down, he took a breath then exhaled it repeatedly. “What is his name and what is his face like now?” Liang Jia again asked softly.
Xin Er smiled, “Name Weini.”
Liang Jia was shaken for a moment, her tears were still flowing even though she no longer wanted to cry. That name he had heard, it made him realize that the vast world could be as narrow as it was to them. Xiao Jun loved his daughter and sacrificed for her love. Weini .. The girl who so captivated her heart with just a portrait of the photo, whose face she embroidered on a handkerchief, which she often looked at affectionately without knowing
the reason, and now he knows where that feeling came from. All because without realizing it, his heart first realized that Weini was Yue Hwa, his youngest daughter.
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