Mrs. Dong clutched the sheepskin map to her chest, nodding vigorously, crying and laughing, "Mother understands! Mother understands! As long as A Yu is alive, that’s all that matters! Nothing is better than A Yu being alive!"
Bai Qingyan nodded, "The map is still useful for me; I fear I cannot leave it with Mother..." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
It was not that it couldn’t be copied down, but... Bai Qingyan did not want any unexpected complications. If her mother saw the map every day, thinking of A Yu, it might attract unwanted attention. It wasn’t that Bai Qingyan didn’t trust the loyal servants around Mrs. Dong, but the fewer people who knew, the better.
Mrs. Dong nodded, "As long as I know A Yu is alive, I am satisfied!"
Mrs. Dong lowered her head, repeatedly looking at the map in her hands. She pressed the map against her chest, sobbing softly, unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow. She did not know where A Yu was injured after surviving, whether A Yu had enough to eat, or whether she was warm enough.
"Mother, don’t worry. Now A Yu holds a respectable position in Nanrong. The last time we met on the battlefield... A Yu appeared strong, riding a horse and shooting arrows powerfully. Mother need not worry too much!" Bai Qingyan comforted Mrs. Dong.
"Good, good, good!" Mrs. Dong laughed out loud, "Good! This is good! The sons of the Bai family all achieve great things! As long as A Yu... A Yu is alive and strong, that is the best!"
Strong and able to shoot arrows, and ride a horse, means he has all his limbs. That’s good! That’s good...
Mrs. Dong raised her hand to wipe away her tears, turning to look at Bai Qingyan, who was sitting in front of the window on a soft couch. Despite the tears in her eyes, her face remained peaceful as jade. She appeared even more composed than Mrs. Dong herself. Mrs. Dong, crying and laughing, held her daughter’s hand gratefully for bringing back the news that A Yu was alive.
Sunlight filtered through the window lattice, with dust floating in the light, casting complex shadow patterns on Bai Qingyan’s and Mrs. Dong’s faces, on a small black lacquer table, and on the floor mat embossed with five bats.
Mrs. Dong sighed, caressing her daughter’s cold hands. Uncontrollable tears streamed down her face, choking out, "It’s really good! Really good... Your father promised to protect A Yu before he went to war and not let anything happen to A Yu. He hasn’t lied to me! Your father always keeps his word! He also promised me... once A Yu assumes the position of Duke of Zhen, we would travel and enjoy ourselves..."
Mrs. Dong lowered her eyes, laughing bitterly, "I was too greedy. Having my son back is a blessing from heaven. I cannot ask for more..."
"Mother!" Bai Qingyan whispered, seeing her mother so upset and helpless, feeling a pang of heartache.
Mrs. Dong laughed softly, "A Yu’s return is already a pleasant surprise. I am very content!"
Mrs. Dong gazed at Bai Qingyan, "The Bai family has protected the people of Jin Kingdom for generations, shedding blood and sacrificing themselves. Heaven will surely look after our Bai family! I have always believed this!"
Look after?
Bai Qingyan didn’t know. She only knew... she could live again, prevent the tragic fate of her mother and aunts, stop her sisters from being tormented by King Liang, and restore the Bai Clan’s honor, not letting their century-long loyalty be tarnished.
She thought... perhaps heaven was looking after their Bai family.
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