Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Ning Jun slowly walked into the villa where the Marquis' wife lived.

The Marquis's wife is a poor person.

At noon in the middle of summer, the stench of spoiled food wafted from the room before I even got close to the door. I pushed open the rotten door with a creaking sound, and the smell of old age hit me in the face.

The Marquis's wife was lying on the bed with a haggard face.

Although she is only in her thirties, her face is haggard and full of wrinkles, and her spirit and body are no different from those of a sixty-year-old woman.

Her mouth was drooling and she couldn't tell if she was saying her child's name.

Ning Jun walked forward quietly.

The Marquis's dim old eyes fixed on the newcomer. "Who are you? Are you someone like that little bitch from the Qin family? Are you here to make fun of me?"

Ever since Qin came into the mansion.

The treatment of the Marquis' wife continued to deteriorate, and the fact that she suffered a stroke due to her son's death and became bedridden gave Marquis An Ning even more reason to punish her.

Bitch, it’s all because of that bitch Qin!

If Qin had not come and her two sons were still alive, she would not be in this situation now.

Ning Jun carried a bowl of medicinal food and slowly walked to the front of the Marquis' wife.

"Madam Hou, do you still recognize me?"

The Marquis's dim eyes were full of confusion. She couldn't see clearly, nor did she quite understand the meaning of the words of the person in front of her.

"Mrs. Hou."

"I'm different from those who kick someone when they're down."

She just came to take everyone's life, treating them all equally, and it wasn't excessive.

"I prepared this bowl of medicinal food for you using various precious medicinal herbs from the Marquis' Mansion."

"Although I can't make you walk, I can help you regain your spirits for a short time and prevent you from feeling lifeless."

A bright light flashed in the Marquis's eyes.

The pair of hands that looked like dead trees tightly grasped Ning Jun, "Has the master changed his mind?"

"I knew he was just temporarily bewitched by that vixen! I am the only legitimate wife in this family!"

Ning Jun sneered and gently pulled away the Marquis's old hand. She didn't have much strength left.

"Mother, do you really not know who I am?"

She lifted her veil, revealing a face that looked almost identical to Yang Wei's.

The Marquis's wife widened her eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

“You…you…”

She was breathing rapidly and gasping for breath, as if she had seen some monster.

"Mother, do you need me to help you recall what you did?"

Ning Jun sat next to the Marquis' wife and slowly talked about the past.

"About five or six years ago, you and Yang Wei found me begging on the street."

"When you saw me, your eyes were full of disgust. You once said that I was probably very dirty and that coming to the Marquis' Mansion would only pollute the air."

"How high and mighty you were, Mother."

Ning Jun smiled and said, "But you smell pretty much like me when I was wandering around now."

"Oh, it's only a little better than mine. I have people to serve me, and I eat leftovers every day."

"Mother, how is it? Does it feel good to be abandoned by everyone? But your current situation is not even one ten-thousandth of what I went through before. I can't feel the slightest bit of sympathy for you."

The Marquis's wife was about to open her mouth, but no words came out.

Ning Jun gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the Marquis's eyes.

I just don't know whether she was crying because she felt sorry for the catkins or because of her own tragic experience.

"Oh, by the way, mother, Yang Shunyi, whom you have loved for many years, is Qin's daughter."

The speechless Marquis’s wife widened her pupils.

"The verification method is very simple. Every year, a sum of money flows into a private residence somewhere in the capital. Marquis An Ning claims it's to support an old friend's child, but in reality, it's to support the Qin family."

"Yang Shunyi would leave the house every fifteenth day of every month to reunite with her mother and keep in touch with her."

The Marquis's wife was shocked, and many terrifying coincidences overlapped in her mind.

Yang Shunyi goes out once a month, and has been doing so since she was a child. As a mother, she naturally goes along with her daughter.

This means.

Yang Shunyi knew her mother was Qin from a very young age!

The Marquis's hands trembled, and her heart was filled with turmoil. "Impossible... I have loved my daughter for many years..."

The considerate Ning Jun then helped her finish her words.

"You raised her for so many years, but you ended up raising the illegitimate daughter of Marquis An Ning. And because of a word from the illegitimate daughter, you abandoned your own daughter outside the mansion."

The marquis's family is large and powerful.

Alas, I just can’t afford to raise a daughter.

If you don't want to raise it, forget it. But when the butcher comes to your door with a token of gratitude, you will only remember that there is a willow catkin.

"Mother, I also bleed your blood. You still stayed with Yang Wei, whose legs were broken, and never abandoned him. What about me?"

"Is it possible that such a huge mansion can't accommodate a willow catkin?"

"Or am I just an object in your eyes, to be used as you please and thrown away as you please."

I should have been questioning him angrily, but the girl was just laughing softly, her face calm, not a single ripple on her face. It was as if she was talking about something insignificant.

A chill ran up my spine, making my hair stand on end.

"I...I...I don't know," Madam Hou spoke haltingly, "Son...at that time...Mom was also...confused..."

Are you confused? Pretending to be confused when you know the truth.

She looked down on him at the time, but she didn't want to admit it. The Marquis's wife even tried to awaken her conscience with family affection.

"It's all right, Mother."

"I killed all those who humiliated me."

"You know what? I was the one who killed the butcher. I made him testify and let the Marquisate take the blame because you wanted to get rid of him anyway."

The old wife of the Marquis was shocked again, and she was so frightened that her breathing became rapid.

"My second brother and his cronies were all stabbed to death one by one by me."

Ning Jun said it easily, and the Marquis's wife's face changed drastically. She stretched out her old hand to grab Ning Jun, but Ning Jun dodged it easily.

"You, how could you do this... He is your brother!"

"Who told them to block my way?"

Ning Jun turned around and brought the bowl of medicinal chicken soup with added ingredients to the Marquis's wife with a smile on his face, but it was a fake smile, which was very strange.

"Mom, drink this bowl of medicinal food."

"This is the secret recipe I found in the Western Regions these past few years. I can trade the rest of my life for a quarter of an hour of vitality."

"You can choose not to drink, but you will always be half-dead for the rest of your life, and no one can save you."

"I will kill everything in the mansion with my own hands."

There are even more cruel things waiting for this not-so-old marquis' wife.

The Marquis's wife only had to sit in her wooden wheelchair and watch the farce.

Ning Jun brought the chicken soup to Madam Hou's lips. Madam Hou's tears flowed like a kite with a broken string. She stood up tremblingly and drank the bowl of medicinal food. "Now, you are the only one who cares about me——"

Perhaps there is a mutual understanding between mother and daughter.

The Marquis's wife understood her daughter's intentions. She knew everything the Marquis's family did.

"Catkins...If I had adopted you that day, would everything have been different? Would you hate me?"