Old Madam rose with the help of her attendant.
"About Qianqian..."
The old lady looked around at everyone.
"No one is to bring it up again."
Old Madam's gaze was mild, yet full of authority.
Everyone lowered their heads.
"Yes."
From then on, Sixth Girl became someone no one could speak of.
Sixth Girl's marriage was quickly transferred to Seventh Girl.
The groom's family had no objections.
Both Sixth Girl and Seventh Girl were concubine-born daughters.
They were close in age.
The groom's family wanted to keep the marriage arrangement.
Sixth Girl was gone.
So they would simply choose a new bride.
After all, it was a blind marriage either way.
The groom's family had no reason to insist on Sixth Girl.
Time moved on.
Sixth Girl was left behind in the past.
Until the Eminent Monk came to visit...
The Sixth Girl they thought had been forgotten...
came vividly back to life in Fifth Madam's memories.
She had been her daughter, too.
How could Fifth Madam truly not care?
But she had already lost one daughter.
She couldn't lose another.
For Rong Rong's sake...
Qianqian could only become a dust-covered part of her memories.
Since she had already told the Eminent Monk so much, Fifth Madam didn't mind saying a little more.
"...Actually, I've wondered..."
"If I'd called for you sooner..."
If she'd had the courage to reject Old Madam's decision and honor her agreement with the Eminent Monk...
Could things perhaps...
have ended differently?
Could...
that child still be alive and well?
But there were no what-ifs.
Fifth Madam quickly shook her head.
"Whatever the case, things have come to this..."
Fifth Madam let out a heavy sigh.
Her expression was wistful.
But the next moment, she put that wistfulness away.
"That