Chapter 1461 - 1459: This Is the Best Time in the Human World
The back of Shih Shaoling was indifferent and distant.
He paused, slightly tilted his head, and said blandly.
"Today’s matter should not be known to anyone else!!"
"Your injuries are not severe, if you can handle them yourself, do so, try not to seek others!"
"Also, if anyone asks, say you got lost, no one has seen you!"
"I will handle the rest, you don’t need to show your face, nor fear!"
In other words, the matter of you being violated will not be exposed, rest assured!
A woman’s chastity is as significant as her life.
Upon hearing these, Jiang Wanrong’s suicidal mindset finally eased, and her feeling of hopelessness somewhat diminished.
She even felt that her broken life might be salvaged.
She was much more alert, adjusted her clothing and nodded slightly in gratitude.
"Thank you, cousin!!"
Shih Shaoling lightly pursed his lips.
"No need!"
He turned, intending to leave, but unexpectedly, Jiang Wanrong called after him.
Feeling some impatience, he forced himself to remain calm.
"What else do you want?"
Sensing his impatience, Jiang Wanrong felt a slight chill but still spoke.
"Aunt is still outside, I’m afraid she’s anxious waiting, could you please go and bring her back!"
Seeing her concern for his mother, Shih Shaoling eased, his tone softer.
"I understand!"
"I appreciate your concern!!"
"It’s Aunt who cares for me, I should be thankful to her, and to you, cousin! Thank you!" Jiang Wanrong said sincerely.
Shih Shaoling waved his hand.
"It’s nothing, we are siblings, after all, this is only right!"
He finished speaking and turned to leave in large strides.
Jiang Wanrong lay on the bed, her desolate gaze falling on his receding figure, her heart gloomier than the moonlight outside.
"Ha... siblings..."
Though they didn’t grow up together, they were still close cousins from childhood.
She had liked him since young, always sticking to him calling him brother.
He loved her dearly too, when they gathered in childhood, he always wanted to protect her.
She thought they would be like most cousins, growing in affection and eventually closer.
But the sudden emergence of the Fourth Princess aggressively disrupted all her happiness and future plans, turning her dreams into nothing.
The most ironic was.
She didn’t even have the chance to resist or retreat, not even the qualification to be jealous!
Her heart was bitter! It hurt! Yet what can she do?!
She stared at the swaying bamboo shadows outside the window, her heart was icy cold.
The patches of darkness cast under the bamboo shadows resembled her current state of mind.
Chaotic, wobbling, yet persistent, unshakeable.
She faced the overcast clouds covering the stars in the sky, and let out a long sigh.
’Cousin, we ultimately... can never go back!’
...
Wangjiang Tower.
Before Shih Shaoling could come and fetch her, Madam Shi was already rushing back frantically with the carriage.
Having been extremely worried, upon hearing that Jiang Wanrong was merely lost and not in any danger.
She was completely relieved.
"It’s good that you’re alright, it’s good!"
At this time, Jiang Wanrong had already bathed, changed, and moved to the inner room, looking much better, showing no signs of distress.
Seeing her aunt’s worry, she smiled.
"It was all Wanrong’s fault for being so foolish, losing her way during the Qixi Festival, making aunt worry, it’s Wanrong’s mistake!"
"Silly child, what nonsense are you saying? Stop it!!"
"You must have been scared too!"
Madam Shi comforted her for a moment angrily continued.
"Those servants are too careless, with so many people, how could they let you get lost!!"
"See how I’ll punish them once we get back!"
Jiang Wanrong quickly stopped her.
"Aunt is mistaken, there were too many people at the time, it was crowded, it’s normal they couldn’t follow!"
Young ladies growing up in Capital City are generally familiar with the surroundings, not easily lost.
But she was different, unfamiliar with the place, isn’t getting lost quite normal?
Madam Shi thought it made sense, she sighed, lowered her head, and couldn’t help but wipe her tears.
"Anyway, thankfully you’re fine."
"Otherwise how could I face your deceased mother!"
Jiang Wanrong’s eyes warmed, tears fell as well!
In this world, perhaps except for herself, only her aunt constantly remembers her mother!
Mother, you’ve also come through life, how truly lonely!
But be assured, daughter will surely accompany you in the afterlife!
...
Princess’s Mansion.
Yue Er was also ready to rest after bathing and changing.
Today she was busy too, but not for the Qixi Festival.
She wasn’t much interested in those little things girls did.
Yet, regardless, it was still a big festival, especially one belonging to women.
She could easily make appointments.
Thus, early in the morning, she asked Yilan out, and together they rode a carriage outside the city to see Wei Yu.
Chen Weiyu has been residing at Banana Palm Nunnery for over two years.
As a noble lady, she was knowledgeable and of high status.
So after the old Abbess passed away, she naturally took charge of the Banana Palm Nunnery, of course, this required a large expenditure of silver.
The Chen Family was reluctant but gave some, Yilan offered some, and Yue Er eagerly sent five thousand taels of silver over.
Thus the matter was successfully completed.
Chen Weiyu originally was not money-driven, but on this matter, she didn’t refuse.
For the position of Abbess was irresistible to her, for two reasons: freedom, and freedom without oversight.
Additionally, a while ago Yue Er specially requested a title for her, which Chen Weiyu herself chose, called Pure Wind Bishop.
Since then, Chen Weiyu was the sole decision-maker at Banana Palm Nunnery.
Now, Chen Weiyu was not what she used to be.
She had about ten little orphan girls saved from unknown places under her care.
She often taught them writing and reading, had them study scripture, and also perform some chores during leisure.
Everyone was self-sufficient.
They had incense offerings, from those ladies seeking goodness.
Chen Weiyu was quite reclusive; if visitors weren’t to her liking, she hardly opened the door.
Thus, incense offerings were few, but she managed to buy rice and grow vegetables with the young nuns, living plainly and without cosmetics, life was quite fulfilling.
Even in the past year or two, incense offerings increased, and they had a surplus.
Thus...
Both Yilan and Yue Er were envious of her lifestyle.
Spring watering and gardening, summer courtyard relaxation, autumn’s golden carpet, winter’s white snow and red plums.
Morning bells sweeping the yard, midday lazy rest, evening watching sunset over mountains, nocturnal immersion in galaxy and oblivion.
Through spring, summer, autumn, winter; morning, noon, evening, night, every moment was satisfying.
Such was the essence of that poem.
’Spring has a thousand flowers, autumn has the moon, summer has cool breezes, winter has snow, if no idle thoughts burden the heart, it is a good season in human life!’
Such days even Yue Er couldn’t help but envy.