Capítulo 48: Are You Really My Mother?
"It better be that way, Mother."
"Yes, yes, of course."
Whatever Wei Hong Zheng wanted, Feng Chun would surely fulfill. Besides, when it came to things related to his study, she would spare double, no triple the effort to fulfill what he wanted. There would be no way she would make her son disappointed.
Wei Liuying simply watched the two of them with an indifferent expression. The two of them were born of the same parents, yet with just the difference in gender, the treatment became very different. She was simply treated as nuisance while he was treated like a prince.
"Oh right, Father's birthday is next month, but it'll be better for you to stay indoors and don't come out at all," Feng Chun said. "He's going to invite a lot of officials and probably also decide on engagement for both of you."
Wei Liuying's eyes flickered slightly. She and Wei Zilin were already 14 years old. Even though they could only get married when they were 16 here, it was not weird for Wei Hong to start searching for a potential marriage partner. After all, marriage's preparation alone would take months.
"I see."
"But of course, he had to get my agreement first." Feng Chun snorted. It was normal that both parents had to agree.
Wei Liuying looked at her mother. She could guess that Feng Chun wanted to use her to gain connection with some powerful officials. However, her low position in the family would make it difficult to even be a concubine.
Afterwards, Wei Hong Zheng talked about the lessons that he needed and so on. They stayed for some time before they departed.
"Miss," Xiao Qing called out with worry.
Wei Liuying smiled slightly. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Later on, find out who Father talked with during the birthday party."
"Yes."
Xiao Yu lowered her eyes and bit her lower lips. It seemed that there was never any peace in this residence.
Wei Xiao Hua and Wei Zilin didn't come to visit her. They only sent some gifts with the message that they were hoping for her to get healthy faster. Wei Liuying didn't mind, though. Not seeing their faces lift up her mood a bit.
…
Wei Liuying spent the next two weeks in peace inside her room. There was no one else who came to bother her as she stayed inside her room. Even if she no longer had any fever, she refused to come out lest Wei Hong Zheng suddenly called her to accompany him in a spar.
However, it was entirely impossible for her to be completely at peace when the residence itself was filled with many people who were trying to scheme against one another at any given chance.
"Miss, Madam Feng is here," Xiao Qing suddenly informed.
Wei Liuying, who was reading a book, frowned upon hearing that. She put down the bamboo scroll and sighed. Her eyes were looking in the direction of the door as she nodded slowly.
"Please bring her in."
"Yes, Miss."
It was only two weeks and yet her mother was already very impatient to visit her. Wei Liuying truly wondered what made her mother anxious.
Not long afterwards, Feng Chun swaggered in. Her expression was filled with displeasure, but the gaze in her eyes told Wei Liuying that it was not directed at her. Something else must have happened in the residence over the span of two weeks.
"Mother."
"Liuying! You should hear what that wench said. Ah, she's so ******!"
Wei Liuying had gotten used to her mother swearing when she was in rage. She signaled Xiao Qing and Xiao Yu to leave the room and stayed out of the matter. It wouldn't do them any good to face the raging Feng Chun.
"Mother, please take a seat first."
Feng Chun eyed the chair that Wei Liuying pointed at. She humped in annoyance, but she still sat down and sighed. Her eyes were filled with rage.
"Can you tell me what happened, Mother?"
"Of course! That ***** is trying to get my ****…"
Wei Liuying was resisting the urge to slap her mother's mouth to not utter so many profanities. However, when Feng Chun was on the verge of her rage, she would be unstoppable. There was nothing that Wei Liuying could do aside from bearing with the story that Feng Chun told her for the next incense stick time.
It was another torturous time when her mother flared up and used her as the hole to vent her emotion.
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