People who had been living as a noble lady for their whole life would find living as ordinary person harder and might be close to impossible. Won who no longer had the support of her family mbers could only wait for her death. Working hard might be possible, but she didn't want Nan Hua to lose her status as the main daughter of an official.
If she did, there's a chance that she might lose her marriage agreent. After all, a lowly peasant wasn't an exactly good position.
And if Nan Luo were to lose his position as the son of Nan Shu Cheng, it would be harder for him. He had to start everything from the very bottom position. How could she bear to see her children suffer?
She didn't want to leave them under Nan Shu Cheng alone either and leave them to fend for herself. What kind of mother would bear to see their children suffer while she ran away?
She couldn't do it.
Nan Hua would not live well with a father like that.
Nan Luo might be better, but she couldn't guarantee it.
In the end, Madam Nan chose to bear with it until the very end, hoping for her children to have a better end than her.
"I hope that you two can have a good future. Even if your future husband didn't love you, I hope he respect you and treat you well. I hope Ah Luo can achieve his dream but please take care of your body, alright?" Madam Nan whispered softly towards his daughter in her embrace.
Nan Shu Cheng watched the scene in front of him with furrowed eyebrows. He couldn't rember having watched this before in the past. It didn't seem to be exist in his mory at all.
Why did he see all of this?
A woman figure seed to appear in front of Nan Shu Cheng. The smile on her face was similar to the one where Nan Shu Cheng saw her on their first few days of marriage.
Unknowingly, Nan Shu Cheng reached out his hand.
"Li'er."
Nan Shu Cheng blinked his eyes.
He was back on his bedroom, staring at the ceiling above his head. There were countless thoughts swirling inside his mind as he recalled that figure inside his dream. It has been years since the last ti he dread about his first wife.
Why now?
Slowly, Nan Shu Cheng sat up. He looked at the scroll on the table before lowering his head once more.
'D*nm it!'
Getting up, Nan Shu Cheng took his robe and wore it carelessly before walking out of his room. The servants were all stunned to see Nan Shu Cheng suddenly walked out, but they chose to stay silent and simply followed him from a distance.
Nan Shu Cheng continued to walk until he reached the gate of Nan Hua's Quarter. It used to be his first wife's quarter and also the place he used to visit the most.
He couldn't rember when things started to change or when she started to irritate him a lot.
He didn't co in.
This was the first ti in so many years he walked here voluntary. In the past, he would always take a detour whenever he was about to pass this road. He didn't want to rember her at all.
And as Nan Hua grew up, she looked similar to her mother. Her personality that bravely defied him, face strikingly similar, and words that seed to resemble each other.
He can't stand her.
It made him crazy as he continued to rember that woman.
And now, he even dread about her.
"Li'er…"
The servants behind Nan Shu Cheng was stunned but he lowered his head. It was the nickna Nan Shu Cheng used to call his first wife, but this na hadn't been used for a decade or probably more.
The old servants knew that this na was a taboo in front of Nan Shu Cheng. Thus, no one dared to ntion it.
Did soone break the taboo?
Why did Nan Shu Cheng suddenly mutter the na of his first wife?
But none of the servants dared to ask in fear that they would lose their lives in the next mont. They were not brave enough to stick their neck in sothing that could cost them everything.
Nan Shu Cheng stood in front of the quarter for a period of ti before he turned around, walking back to his own quarter.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Inside the quarter, Nan Hua had opened her eyes. She naturally noticed when her father ca and approached the gate, but she had no intention of coming out and greeted him. Not to ntion, this was still in the middle of the night, even if this was in the day, Nan Hua would not be the first one to greet her father.
She had no intention to do so.
'Li'er.'
The na that her father muttered could be heard even by Nan Hua from a distance away. Her eyes narrowed because she knew very well that it was the middle na of her mother and also her na.
If a person had three words in their na, for example Feng Ao Kuai, the middle na is Kuai. The first na is Ao, which was also their generation na. This generation na was usually only used by those with a lot of children and co from big family. It was mostly used in boys but girls could also have it. Though, those in small areas could also use it.
Their last na is put at the very front, in this case Feng, as it was also his surna.
Nan Hua was not given any generation na. Only surna and na.
Not that she required it either.
"You're not worthy to call her na anymore, Nan Shu Cheng," Nan Hua muttered in a low voice before she resud her sleep. He hadn't treated her well at all because Nan Hua could faintly recall the bruises she saw on her mother's hands, legs, and neck. And the cause of those all… is Nan Shu Cheng.
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