Yet even so, she could not win anyone's sympathy. In the end, if she had not mistreated the child back then, if she had not poured her malice onto Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying could never have had such a miserable past.
In some sense, Jiang Fengnian truly was the person who understood his wife best in this world. He knew how to exact the greatest revenge upon her within feasible limits.
"Guess what will happen to your Lineage once Jiang Fengnian and Jiang Baozhu fall?"
What would happen? Madam Jiang did not dare imagine it. She had never expected the consequences to be so severe after the truth came out. She had merely... merely wanted to save her own daughter.
Looking at Madam Jiang's dejected face, streaked with tears, Jiang Ying's heart was unexpectedly calm. Perhaps she had known her origins from a very young age. In her memories, she seemed never to have called this woman Mother. When she had been brought into the Jiang Household, she was already old enough to remember things. Back then, Jiang Fengnian had treated her fairly well, at least ensuring she lacked neither food nor clothing.
It was only after returning to the Jiang Household that her life truly plunged into the abyss.
Madam Jiang was very good at putting on a show, but perhaps even Jiang Fengnian did not fully understand her methods in the rear courtyard of the Jiang Residence. On the surface, Jiang Ying wanted for neither food nor clothes, but in secret? Her winter coat was stuffed until it bulged, yet inside was nothing but reed fluff that could not keep out the cold. One winter, she had nearly frozen to death in an icy, empty room.
Her hands and feet had been covered in suppurating chilblains, yet she