Ever since I was young, I knew that if I wanted something, I had to work hard and fight for it. Thus, I had always known that I had to fight for it myself. I knew that family didn't like girls, so I tried to be the best in all the kids, and I thought they liked children who read well, but when my grandfather said, "It's a pity she's a girl," everything I thought I thought I'd said collapsed. It was the first disaster in my world, and it made me feel so heavy for the first time, even if I tried so hard, I couldn't change it.
I'm a girl.
This was something that was destined to happen since birth. Even if I spent three to four hours a day reading and studying, it would still be an unchangeable reality.
So from that moment on, I hated them from the bottom of my heart.
If you don't like girls, why give birth to me?
The thought lasted until the moment of marriage, when I felt myself relax.
Yes, at that moment I felt that I had paid it all back. They sold me for a hundred taels, and without consulting me at all, they sold me for a mere hundred taels. At that time, I felt that a hundred taels was enough to draw a clear line between them, but what happened afterwards made me understand that my thoughts back then were so naive and ridiculous.
The man I thought I could rely on for my entire life actually sold me out without any hesitation.
However, deep down in my heart, I still believe that if I want to live well, I can only rely on myself. Since everyone has given up on me, I can only rely on myself.
I have to say, I did it.
The three of them were unknowingly pushed out by me. The funny thing was that they didn't know anything and were only regretting that the heavens weren't fair to them. I agreed, laughing in my heart. What a bunch of idiots. A man can only live on his own, and still think of God. What a joke.
I finally got what I wanted.
I stood out among the countless others because I was the only one left. There was nothing to be picky about.
I stayed, naturally.
The first time I saw that little girl, I was shocked.
What a beautiful child. It was said that she had just been born, and her entire face was white and clean. Her black eyes rolled around as if she was looking around, and she was quietly lying on a clean bed, wearing beautiful brocades that I had never seen before. She was quietly nibbling on her small hands, and she was smiling when she saw them.
At that moment, my heart skipped a beat.
It was an indescribable type of bitterness. If … If my child could be born again in time, would he also look so tender and cute?
Unfortunately, I will never have the chance to know.
She's dead, just like that, and I don't even dare to look at her.
No matter how I thought about it, I became the baby's wet nurse. Later on, I found out that this little baby was actually a princess, a daughter of the emperor. I was shocked at that moment, and for a very long time, I had a strange reverence for this little girl.
It wasn't because of this fat little doll in front of her, but because of her identity.
Yes, her identity was that of a high and mighty princess.
I never dreamed that I would be able to see such a noble person in my life.
However, as time went by, I slowly discovered that the princess was only this much. She was just like an ordinary little baby. When she was hungry, she would cry and look for food. When she was sleepy, she would want to sleep. Slowly, that respect disappeared, especially when I realized that even though this little girl is a princess, and although her status is not ordinary, there is basically no one else besides me by her side. Even those mama and eunuchs and maids only visit her a few times every month, and they were even a bit more diligent at the start.
Gradually, a strange thought appeared in my mind.
Could it be … Could it be that the Emperor was like his own family that valued their sons and daughters? Could it be that because she was only a princess, she was unable to obtain the approval of others? That's why she had to take care of her in such a hurry.
From then on, my heart gradually changed towards this child.
When she cries, I won't rush to her in a hurry. Instead, I will take my time doing what I have to do and look at her again. So what if she is a princess? But he was only a child, and it was normal for children to cry. Whose child had never cried before?
I will eat the food that those people sent me, and then I will give the rest to her.
She was just a little girl after all, what could he possibly understand? Besides, so what if he did? Even if she wanted to, she had nowhere to go.
However, on the surface, I still treat her very well. No matter what, she is still a princess. I am still a little afraid in my heart. What if … I don't want to die yet...
The days slowly passed by just like that. The baby slowly grew up and became a young girl. Her status and treatment changed day by day as she grew up. Finally, one day, I didn't dare to do anything behind her back anymore. It wasn't because she had discovered something …
Speaking of which, she's such a naive and foolish girl. All these years, she thinks that I'm sincere to her, and that I'm even better than her mother's concubine. I am very proud of this. Haha, so what if you are the haughty Empress Dowager? I brought up your daughter, so she should just listen to me obediently.
However, her only brother became the emperor. He was so high up that with just a glance, he could crush me to death. Thus, I didn't dare to do anything behind her back anymore. Instead, I wholeheartedly served him and sometimes I had to be careful. All these years, I have seen too many life and death situations. I know very well that for people like us, losing our lives is a common thing. No one would even ask about it. I was afraid, yes, and at this moment I began to be afraid, because the Emperor took care of me too often, because I was frightened every day when the Empress Dowager was free of the excessive care of her mother, who was worried about me.
I was afraid that what I had done would be discovered and that they would deal with me.
What I didn't expect was that my worry only made her feel guilty towards me, and from then on, obedient to me. I was also trembling like that for a few months. After making sure that nothing would happen, I gradually calmed down …
After that, she betrothed herself to the only King with a different surname. As her wet nurse, I naturally had to accompany her out of the palace.
At this moment, my heart jumps with joy. Although in the palace, she is also obedient to me, after all, there are so many pairs of eyes watching from above. I still have to be careful at all times. However, it would be different if he left the palace. In the future, no one would be able to keep an eye on him. Thus, he could do whatever he wanted.
But I never expected him to be my son.
The birthmark on my waist, I can't be clearer than that … He was there when he was born, and I thought he was hurt, and I felt sorry for him...
I never thought I would be reunited with my child in such a situation. My first child, the one who had once caused me to hesitate and hesitate, the one who had even thought about not wanting to want to have children, I met him at such a time, and he just stood there in front of me. I want to cry. I want to rush up and ask him what happened to your brother. And the man? What have you been doing all these years?
But I can't, I can't!
He is a noble prince, and I am only a slave. Even though I am the princess' wet nurse, I am still just a lowly slave.
I can't open my mouth...
But after finally seeing my son, how could I not recognize him?
I can't say, but I've tried a lot, and I want him to recognize me. When I left, he was already five or six years old. He should have been able to remember a lot of things since he was five or six years old. I deliberately cooked some food that he especially liked when he was young, and intentionally made some small things that he really liked when he was young …
I thought he would slowly remember, but... But no matter how much I tried, he just ignored me and acted like he didn't see me at all.
Slowly, I began to worry, and that was when she became pregnant.
Yes, she was pregnant.
At this moment, I realized the seriousness of the situation. The child in her womb must not be born, especially — Son!
Yes, she absolutely could not be born, especially if it was her son!
She was the princess, the direct sister of the emperor. If the child in her womb was born, then … She had seen too much of the imperial family's darkness, and there were many who had lost their mother to her children … She had never felt that it had anything to do with her. She would just treat it as a joke and would even secretly mock those useless girls. After risking her life to give birth to her son, she wouldn't even be able to save her own life in the end.
But now …
She was really scared.
That was her son, the son of the prince! Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that her own son would become the prince!
However, a prince was actually a princess!
The imperial princess had a very high status. If she were to be married, it would be more accurate to say she would marry into a family. From now on, she would only have a princess as her only wife. If this person was anyone else, she would naturally think it was normal, but this person was her son. How could her own son only have a single woman?
In addition, he had achieved outstanding military merits. Now that the emperor had ascended to the throne, there was no longer a need for him …
What if the princess gave birth to a son...
Only after thinking for a long time did she come up with a complete plan. She tried to tamper with her food bit by bit. Although it was slow, it was not easy to be discovered.
However, she didn't expect that he would find something amiss. Although he didn't manage to find out anything about her, all of the servants and servants in the mansion had been cleaned up. Furthermore, the princess was sent to a side courtyard to be nurtured.
Only then did she really panic …
How could her son have only one woman? Furthermore, he couldn't take the risk of being killed, so … She decided to just go one step further and find him a woman …
And that woman didn't let her down, she only had a child once.
It was a good thing that the princess had met her expectations and had given birth to a daughter, but … She couldn't let go of her daughter …
However, I was wrong again … I did so much for him, but he still didn't acknowledge me … He didn't even want to look at her again …