Witnessing with her own eyes a days-old baby having her ears pierced, Song Ci felt like she was hit by a thousand blows, her eyes twitching uncontrollably.
It hurt so much that even from afar she could feel the pain on behalf of the girl, poor little one.
Madam Jiang's eyes turned red, and tears fell instantly. If she gave birth to a daughter, and she had to endure this piercing torture, could she withstand this scene?
The thought of it made her heart feel like it was splitting apart.
They felt the pain, and in the inner room, Song Ruqian was listening intently to the commotion outside, wanting to get out of bed and see what was happening. Why was the crying so intense?
Her trusted nursemaid stopped her, only offering a reminder, and Song Ruqian bit her lip, her eyes reddening, yet she refrained from going.
She couldn't bear it, and she didn't dare to watch.
Then don't go and watch.
