I was a midwife.
Up in the hills, I found a pregnant woman.
She claimed to be the wife of the Marquis of Yongning.
She begged me to save her, promising to repay me a hundredfold.
I said nothing and quietly took her home.
To everyone else, she was my cousin, a rich merchant’s concubine who had come to me for shelter.
Because I had just returned from the Yongning estate.
Where I had delivered the marchioness’s baby.