After Transmigration, She Sold Herself to a Man as a Wife

All the way out, Lady Qian walked not far behind Luo Ge.

"My lady, if you have something to say, please speak freely."

Seeing her hesitant expression once again, Luo Ge paused, gently rocking little Ziqin in her arms as she spoke.

During this time, Luo Ge had not failed to notice the excessive concern shown to her by Lady Qian and the others.

And throughout this period, she would often dream of scenes from when she was ill as a child, dreaming of that voice.

Before meeting Lady Qian, she hadn't known.

But now she felt that the voice in her dream, claiming to be "mother," was extremely similar to Lady Qian's voice.

The voice similar to her dream, the appearance resembling her own, the same background.

The Luo family's excessive care and concern for her, the hesitant looks from Lady Qian and the others every time.

That feeling of incredible familiarity she felt when facing them.

All of this seemed to be telling her something.

Rather than continue like this, it was better to have a proper face-to-face conversation.

Although she did feel that her vague suspicions were somewhat incredulous.

"Shall we sit down and talk?"

Hearing Luo Ge's words, Lady Qian was taken aback, looking towards Luo Ge as she tentatively spoke.

At this moment, they happened to reach the pavilion in the front courtyard.

"Alright."

Upon hearing this, Lady Qian was delighted.

Gu Jinchen and the others following behind, seeing Luo Ge stop, also caught up.

But Luo Ge stopped them: "Husband, you all go ahead first, I'll be there shortly."

Hearing this, Gu Jinchen paused, but after looking at the crowd behind him, he didn't say anything.

"Alright," he said, then led everyone out, leaving enough space for Luo Ge and Lady Qian.

Seeing this, Luo Juan and the others hesitated for a moment before following suit.

Seeing that everyone had left, with only the two of them remaining, Luo Ge then looked at Lady Qian, indicating that they could now talk frankly.

Seeing Luo Ge like this, Lady Qian's eyes reddened before she could even speak.

"How have you been all these years, over there?" She asked, choking back her voice.

The "over there" referred to, of course, was the modern world.

Luo Ge pressed her lips together, lowering her gaze to little Ziqin in her arms.

"Self-reliant, able to feed and clothe myself, I suppose that's not bad."

Although Luo Ge appeared as calm as could be, Lady Qian could still hear the hardship of her living alone in that world from the words "self-reliant."

Thinking of how she had repeatedly dreamed of scenes from her childhood, dreamed of her enduring severe illness all alone, she felt her heart ache to the point where she could hardly breathe.

"...It's my fault, it's my mistake, Nuo Nuo, I've wronged you."

All these years, she had been blaming herself constantly, blaming herself for not taking good care of Luo Ge, letting her grow up lonely and unsupported in that world.

All of this was her fault...

Seeing her like this, Luo Ge frowned slightly.

Looking at her expression, she furrowed her brow and still asked the question in her heart.

"So, who exactly are you?"

She wanted to confirm her suspicions.

Little Zhen Heng, when brought by Ling Yun to visit her, had more than once accidentally called her "auntie."

And Nuo Nuo, this was her childhood name, a name long forgotten in the depths of her memory.

She had heard the old orphanage director mention that when she was left at the orphanage door, her clothes were embroidered with the small characters "Luo Nuo Nuo."

When she was little, the director had called her by this name.

But later, when she was 4 years old, the old director passed away, and no one remembered this name anymore.

The new director thought her name wasn't good and changed it to Luo Ge.

From then on, the name Nuo Nuo was never mentioned again.

As time passed, even she herself gradually forgot it.

This was something even she had forgotten, yet the person before her clearly knew and mentioned it repeatedly...

"I..." Looking at Luo Ge, Lady Qian opened her mouth, revealing a tear-stained smile as she mustered up her courage.

"I am your mother, your birth mother."

Hearing this, Luo Ge was suddenly stunned, her heart skipping a beat.

As if afraid Luo Ge wouldn't believe her, Lady Qian wiped away her tears and continued.

"I know you have a small petal-shaped scar on your waist, right on the side.

That's from when you were little, just learning to crawl. You mischievously climbed down from the bed when the adults weren't paying attention and got scratched when you fell."

After saying this, she suddenly realized that during this time, she had often been in and out of Luo Ge's room, and might have seen this scar while Luo Ge was feeding the baby.

It seemed this might not be a very convincing reason.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at Luo Ge: "If you truly don't believe me, we can also have a DNA test done?"

Hearing this, Luo Ge frowned in confusion.

Seeing her expression, Lady Qian hesitated for a moment before slowly beginning to tell her own story.