Country Maiden: Fields and Fortune-Chapter 572 - , Irreconcilable Differences (1 Update)
Chapter 572: Chapter 572, Irreconcilable Differences (1 Update)
The Marquis wanted to say something.
He opened his mouth.
But upon seeing the indifferent face of the Marchioness.
Compared to more than twenty years ago, she hadn’t changed much, but there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Just a calm glance from her was enough to make him dare not even breathe.
She had always been an extraordinary girl, her reputation preceding her in the capital. While others embroidered or practiced calligraphy indoors, she excelled in riding, archery, and throwing the pot, her skills rivalling those of young noblemen, making her one of the most outstanding amongst them.
Many men admired her, but not a single one dared to confess or to ask for her hand in marriage. He certainly didn’t dare to either.
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Yet, one day, she gave him an extra glance, spoke a few more words to him, and he was overjoyed. He went home and begged his father and mother; his father was naturally willing, considering her prestigious status.
But his mother was unwilling, precisely because her family was too prestigious.
The Marquis’ household was somewhat out of their league.
In the year they married, they truly loved each other. She never demanded anything of him, nor pushed him to do anything. Together they composed poetry and prose, roamed the outskirts, and raced horses across the plains. They shared many happy moments—at least until the arrival of their first and second sons. Things were fine until his cousin came to the Marquis’ estate.
He didn’t know that after that one time with his cousin, she had grown to despise him.
And yet, she endured, all because she wanted a daughter. So when the third son was born, the disappointment was evident in her brow.
But despite her disappointment, she was extremely good to her children.
Until Xie Nuan, their daughter, was born.
She never allowed him into the main courtyard again, always dismissing him with cold eyes regardless of the occasion.
He liked sultry women, so the very next day a sultry maid would appear by her side. Later, pure, cute, innocent—he harbored thoughts to provoke her, wanting her to become jealous, to quarrel with him, to speak sweet words to him. But from beginning to end, she never spoke a single word of endearment.
And he had long since realized his mistake.
“…”
The Marquis thought of the past, and amidst his inner turmoil, he also felt a twinge of desolation.
“I’m asking you, if Nuannuan went missing because of the old lady, what would you do?” the Marchioness demanded with a heavy voice.
She couldn’t think of a second person who disliked Nuannuan.
Many in the residence knew that Nuannuan liked to go out to play.
But to know at that time, Rongrong and Nuannuan, whenever they thought of something, they’d do it, perhaps deciding not to leave the house on a whim. They were always mischievous children.
The Marquis went to look at his wife.
Seeing her eyes heavy with a murderous intent, he dared not speak rashly, “No, it can’t be true!”
His mother wouldn’t.
How could she? That was her own granddaughter.
The Marchioness looked at the man before her, and suddenly, she really felt nothing for him at all.
She felt colder looking at him than a stranger, completely indifferent.
“If that’s the case, you may leave. Don’t come here anymore!” The Marchioness stood up and said coldly, “If I find out that the old lady had anything to do with Nuannuan’s disappearance, I will make her wish she were dead. She’ll lose everything she cares about, leaving nothing behind!”
“You’re the same. From this moment on, our bond is severed. Don’t talk to me about past feelings. The person I have in my heart… he wouldn’t have a crowd of concubines, and countless illegitimate sons and daughters. He would be wholly devoted to loving and protecting me!” With that, tears streamed down the Marchioness’s cheeks.
In her youth, there was someone she held dear, yet there was another man, devotedly loving and caring for her.
He was outstanding, handsome, and lauded by all.
How could her feelings not change over time, how could she not develop a fondness?