As long as Qingxue is happy, that's enough. Does it matter if she needs me as her mother or not?
Qingxue, Qingxue.
May everything I owe you be repaid by those you love.
May time never betray your gentleness.
May you always be cherished and adored, like an everlasting flower, blooming brilliantly.
Ou Manhui felt her tears about to fall, but she swallowed them back with effort.
Today should be a happy day, perhaps the most memorable day of her life; she couldn't cry anymore.
But in fact, she was never as strong as others believed.
She was just a somewhat spoiled young lady, a flower nurtured in a greenhouse.
If she hadn't been curious about the world like the Mermaid, if she hadn't forsaken her own beauty in pursuit of her dream Prince, if there were no dreams, if she hadn't left her castle, she would have remained a princess forever, her life perfectly arranged.
But she didn't want her tail anymore, yet she couldn't get what she desired, nor could she return to the past.
