"—Because you liked each other?"
"Yes. Because we liked each other, we wanted to leave descendants behind. If our children accomplished something, that would naturally be best. If they could not accomplish anything, there was nothing wrong with living as ordinary people."
Mother Yao smiled. The way her slightly wrinkled brows and eyes curved when she smiled did indeed resemble Yao Wan somewhat.
"Though it was not some lofty wish, Wan'er was indeed born beneath our blessings. This insignificant wish was the trivial gift we left to you, along with your name."
"It is just that, from the look of things, Wan'er's talent still far exceeded our imagination."
"I do not think this was the blessing's doing, but even so, Wan'er was not born for a reason as simple as the Yao Clan needing the bloodline of the next generation to continue."
Yao Wan did not reply, merely falling silent.
This seemed somewhat different from what she had once initially imagined.
"Only, these words may still sound very strange to Wan'er. If I am not careful, I end up talking about topics like this. Once people reach middle age, they really do get talkative..."
"It's fine. Opportunities like this are actually rare, and there is nothing bad about it."
Yao Wan, coming back to herself, shook her head. She did not think this counted as some boring topic either. It was just indeed somewhat unexpected.
Even in this life, she had still been a birth blessed by fortune.
Should she call it unexpected, or fortunate?
She sighed softly in her heart.
"A birth blessed by fortune, is it?... I understand."
Her slender and fair ten fingers unconsciously interlaced as she sank into thought. For a moment, no one knew what she had recalled.
After that, Yao Wan chatted idly with