Metamorphosis of an Ugly Girl – Part One

Qingqing responded with a “Yes,” and Mr. Lin instructed both mother and daughter to leave. Throughout the journey, the Third Madam couldn’t help but marvel at how her daughter had garnered such favor from both Master Lin and “Mr. Liu”. She pondered why her daughter would be chosen as an apprentice. She and her daughter had only seen Master Lin once, on the day the youngest madam officially entered the household, and in the eight years since, they had only occasionally caught a glimpse of him from afar in the garden, never having a real meeting or greeting. Finally reaching their own east wing, the Third Madam eagerly pressed Qingqing for the whole story. Fearing her mother’s scolding, Qingqing recounted the entire sequence of events to her. The Third Madam, hailing from a scholarly family, couldn’t help but be amused, “You sly girl, I had no idea you had such insight.” Seeing her mother’s smile instead of anger, Qingqing relaxed a bit, “This is all from the influence of your teachings, mother. I guess ‘practice makes perfect,’ it’s not really about talent.” The Third Madam scoffed, “At least you know your own limitations, you’re not that clever.” Despite years of living among common folk, the Third Madam’s inherent refinement couldn’t be erased. She never believed in divine favor, attributing everything to fate, which seemed contradictory as she didn’t believe in “heaven” but did in “destiny.” Qingqing forced a chuckle, unsure how to respond. The Third Madam looked at her curiously, “Didn’t you say ‘practice makes perfect’? What are you still standing here for? Why don’t you go memorize a few more poems? If you can cheer up your father, I’ll be happy, and if I’m happy, naturally, you’ll be happy too.” Qingqing quickly agreed and went inside to read.