Miss Xie from the Jie Family never understood why her second brother loved Concubine Du so much and disliked Miss Du, who was obviously much more beautiful, so much. Later, a granny by her side explained, "The young master and Concubine Du sympathize with each other. They lost their mothers the same year, and every year when they pay respects, they do it together."
She didn't understand at the time, but having heard what Miss Du just said, she vaguely grasped something.
Xie Qinyun snatched the sachet from the dispirited second master Xie's hands and said, "This is the only wish she has left, you should return it, shouldn't you?"
He watched as the sachet returned to Miss Du's hands.
In his memory, it was that hand that had placed the sachet in his, wasn't it?
Only it was much too thin now.
"My dear!" Concubine Du timidly tugged on the sleeve of the second master Xie.
Second master Xie turned his head woodenly, and looking at Concubine Du, he only felt a blur.
