Chapter 236 - Chapter 236: 113 Repentance (First Watch of the Night)_2

Chapter 236: 113 Repentance (First Watch of the Night)_2

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She was envious of Ming Jing’s unflappable demeanor, never perturbed nor anxious, as if in the whole world, there was not a person or thing worthy of her attention.

bne naa no love, nor nace.

Forever aloof and above, not looking down on the dust below.

Admit it, Zhu Xiangxiang, you’ve been like a hopping clown all this time, just wanting to get her attention.

Just when her heart was filled with mixed emotions, the door to the sickroom opened, and a plump old woman walked in carrying a bucket of food. As soon as she saw Zhu Xiangxiang, she rushed over: “Xiangxiang, what happened to you?”

“Madam Zhou…” Zhu Xiangxiang looked at her in a murmur, unable to hold back her tears.

The two of them held each other and cried.

“Xiangxiang, don’t cry. Madam Zhou made your favorite pork rib soup. We’ll drink it, and after that, your wounds won’t hurt anymore,” said Madam Zhou as she opened the thermos and scooped the soup into a small bowl.

Only then did Zhu Xiangxiang notice Ming Jing standing in the sickroom. She unconsciously stared blankly at her.

“You… you’re not dead?”

Madam Zhou gave her a look: “What nonsense are you talking about? What’s with all this talk of life and death? The young miss will live a long life.”

Had this child hit her head?

Ignoring her own injuries, Zhu Xiangxiang jumped out of bed. She ran barefoot to Ming Jing, wanting to touch her, but hesitating. She burst into tears and laughter, saying, “I thought you were dead … I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Hit me, scold me.”

Zhu Xiangxiang grabbed her hand and slapped her own face with it, “Ming Jing,

I’m really sorry. If hitting me would make you feel better, feel free to hit.”

Ming Jing brushed her hand away, her gaze gentle and serene, “The person you should apologize to is not me.”

Zhu Xiangxiang stiffened, and her face visibly paled.

“I’m sorry…l’m sorry…l…l don’t know what happened to me, like I was possessed by a ghost. It was her who bewitched me, Ming Jing, you must believe me…” Zhu Xiangxiang said in a desperate and regretful tone.

“No one can bewitch you. You’re just making excuses for your mistakes. If you could admit it honestly, I might have respected you a little more,” Ming Jing said.

Her dark eyes were like an ancient, unfathomable pool. Zhu Xiangxiang shifted her gaze away in fear, daring not to look at her.

Her words struck the deepest, most hidden part of Zhu Xiangxiang’s heart.

None of her thoughts could escape Zhu Mingjing’s eyes.

She honestly hung her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

“I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?”

“The people you should apologize to include both your foster mother and yourself. You should ask yourself that question.” “Recover well. You have a lifetime to atone for your sins.”

She left the sickroom.

Zhu Xiangxiang really wanted to ask her how Zhou Ling was doing, but she didn’t dare to speak up. After last night’s events, she had resigned herself to fate.

Jealousy is like slow poison, destroying your sanity and controlling your thoughts when you least expect it, being guided by obsession, step by step falling into the abyss.

Fortunately, she hadn’t woken up too late, and hadn’t become further obsessed.

Madam Zhou, seeing everything, roughly understood what had happened.

Zhu Xiangxiang walked back despondently, and madam Zhou comforted her softly, ‘Xiangxiang, a person cannot live their entire life in resentment and jealousy, it’s not right. You should look at the world with a grateful heart. You are already very lucky. If you hadn’t been taken by mistake, how could you have enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Zhus for sixteen years? How could you have experienced the love and care of Madam and the old Madam for sixteen years? None of that is fake, and you truly felt it every single day for those sixteen years. Those memories will not be forgotten, even after decades, and they are your treasures.”

“You should be grateful for Madam’s nurturing and contributions, grateful for the Zhus’ cultivation and glory, and even more grateful for the sixteen years of suffering that the young miss had to endure on your behalf. Silly girl, nobody owes you anything. It’s just that you’ve been stuck in your own problems and don’t want to come out.”

“The young miss has clear and transparent eyes and incredible abilities. Do you think your little schemes could escape her eyes? Letting alone how much the old Madam loves her, even the Madam went from disliking her at first to being full of guilt and wanting to make up for it. If the young miss had caused you trouble in front of either of them, you would have been long gone from the Zhus. But she never said anything. Why do you think that is?”

Why? Perhaps Zhu Mingjing never considered her as an opponent, or possibly, she simply didn’t think Zhu Xiangxiang was worth considering as one..