Others burn incense for blessings, praying for the well-being and happiness of their parents, relatives, spouses, and children. They pray for their husbands' success in their careers, for their children to find suitable partners, and for themselves to achieve fame and fortune...,Perhaps Xia Zhiyu years ago knew exactly what she was asking for: good health and longevity for her aunt; a son of her own, preferably a male, whom she could watch grow up, educate, and eventually see married. Years have passed, but none of her prayers have been answered. Yet, burning incense, chanting scriptures, and meditating… have become a part of her daily life.,That day, as usual, I cleansed my hands and lit incense. Just as I was about to place three incense sticks in the incense burner, kneeling with my knees bent towards it, a voice suddenly called out, "Sister,"... 。Xia Zhiyu naturally had sisters, but those sisters weren't equal. There were two extremely favored ones because they were born from the stepmother's womb. The other two, like Xia Zhiyu, were of humble birth, and from the moment they were born, their lives were all under the control of the stepmother. 。As a child born out of wedlock, Xia Zhiyu followed her aunt's teachings and from a young age, she understood her place. She never competed or fought for anything, always following the rules and striving for a simple life, not seeking wealth or power. But her obedience did not bring her the life she hoped for; in the end, she was still just a pawn manipulated by others. 。It seems like just a blink of an eye, and a lifetime has passed. 。。