Chapter 9 Countermeasures (Part 2)

  Chun Yao handed the Buddhist beads to Madame and explained the situation.

  Chen's mother said: "This method has never been heard of before, but there are also similar folk remedies."

  The old lady took the rosary and thought for a moment, her face showing a look of distress. She sighed, "Jinxiu has been by my side for some time now, I really can't bear to part with her, but there are too many people in this household, it's always chaotic, and this illness just can't be nursed."

  Madam Chen hastily said: "Don't worry, madam, I've already arranged everything outside. Not a single piece of silver for Jinxiu's medical expenses will be missing. I'll instruct her family to take good care of her and wait until she recovers before coming back."

  The old lady said, "Although I've done my best, I still can't bear to part with this little girl," rubbing the Buddhist beads in her hand, "Reciting a few scriptures isn't difficult, I'll try it out and consider it as doing my part, just in case..."

  Mrs. Chen smiled and said, "It's also a blessing for Jinxiu that she can make the lady think of her so much."

  The old lady stopped talking, closed her eyes, rolled the Buddhist beads in her hand and recited the scriptures silently twice, then handed them to Chunyao, "You try it out, don't be too sad if it doesn't work."

  Chun Yao nodded in agreement.

  Just as Chun Yao was about to leave, Mrs. Zhu suddenly asked: "You said this string of Buddhist beads belongs to Eighth Miss?"

  "It belongs to Eighth Miss."

  Mrs. Lai said: "So Eighth Young Miss believes in Buddhism?"

  Chun Yao nodded, "In addition to the Buddhist beads, there were some scriptures, incense and an incense burner at Miss Ba's place. Last night before going to sleep, Miss Ba also asked me to light a stick of incense."

  The old lady didn't speak for a long time and finally nodded slightly, "It's good to believe in Buddhism. People will always have something to believe in."

  Chun Yao gave the Buddhist beads to Jinxiu and sent her away. The old lady and Chen Mama were talking in the house.

  "Is everything ready for tomorrow?"

  "Everything has been arranged and the young ladies have also been informed."

  The lady took a sip of tea, "Yao Hua's body is not good, and in the mansion there are only Sixth Miss and Eighth Miss."

  Mrs. Chen hastily said: "Yes."

  "That matter is more important than anything else, can't choose the wrong person."

  Mrs. Chen said, "Yes."

  The big wife narrowed her eyes and said, "You all guess what I'm thinking in my heart."

  Mrs. Chen smiled: "But who would have thought what the lady really thinks in her heart..."

  "Who knows, the master might say something careless when he's favoring someone... and with the people in the mansion relying on his favor to be arrogant, who can predict what will happen? This kind of thing has happened before."

  Madam Chen thought of Fifth Miss and how she had relied on Old Master's favoritism to secretly arrange her own marriage with a man.

  The big wife glanced at Chen Mama and said, "Sixth Miss has been coming more frequently lately."

  Mrs. Chen said, "Yes, someone even sent me a jar of pickled vegetables from my hometown at noon today, and I was thinking about whether to send it back to her." Sixth Miss was too impatient, and she actually came crying early in the morning. Not to mention the mistress, but even she could tell what's real and what's fake at a glance.

  The old lady's voice was low and husky, "Foolish, it was given to you, just accept it, otherwise she wouldn't be at peace." The old lady smiled coldly, "This is nothing, but rather wants you to speak well of her in front of me."

  "I just hate it when people are plotting something behind my back. Getting a few ears to listen in on rumors, doing some unscrupulous things behind me. Especially those who look obedient, aren't necessarily that obedient."

  The madam raised an eyebrow, "I just want to take advantage of tomorrow's banquet to see who will make a move."

  Mrs. Chen whispered a few words in the madam's ear, "Do you think this will do..." Her voice trailed off. The madam smiled slightly and gradually relaxed her eyebrows.

  Jinxiu was arranged by Chen Mama to stay in a slightly cleaner servant's room, with two maidservants taking turns to care for her. Chen Mama had already sent someone to inform Jinxiu's family to come and pick her up tomorrow, as everyone would be leaving soon, and the mansion wouldn't have anyone to carefully attend to her anymore, only sending over soup and medicine on time.

  Jinxiu opened her eyes, and for a moment she felt as if her whole body had become light and airy, like a kite about to take flight, only needing to cut the string that held it back to soar away without a trace. But then again, she felt her body was extremely heavy, even breathing seemed to require great effort.

  She was tired, too tired, but she didn't dare to close her eyes, as if once she closed her eyes, the endless darkness would invade her.

  She was scared when she overheard Mrs. Dai and Chen's mother talking outside the window that year, and as a result, Fifth Miss fell ill and died that night.

  She should have told Miss Wu, if she had done so, perhaps Miss Wu would not have died.

  She was just too scared, this mansion seemed to have countless eyes staring at her, she didn't dare move, let alone take a wrong step.

  The fifth young lady is back now, it must be because she resents her, definitely because she resents her.

  Jinxiu was in a daze when she heard someone calling her name, she barely turned her head around, and there seemed to be a figure in front of her, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see clearly.

  "Jinxiu," the man's voice was clear and bright, "I know what you saw in Miss Wu's room."

  The sentence was spoken softly, and she suddenly woke up with a start.

  The scene in front of her suddenly became clear, and she saw a pair of bright eyes, which belonged to... Eighth Miss.

  Miss Ba took out a white silk handkerchief, and with a gentle breeze blowing, the handkerchief floated across her face.

  Jinxiu's heart suddenly tightened, and that night's scene came back to her mind. She had been telling everyone, but no one believed her.

  "Jinxiu." Eighth Miss smiled slightly, her smile warm and peaceful. "Jinxiu, what you see is me."

  Jinxiu took half a day to wake up from her shock.

  "It's me."

  No one would describe all this so clearly, no one would know it in such detail, unless they were in the same room with her... But how dare Eighth Miss, how dare she say everything at this time, doesn't Eighth Miss fear that she will go to Madame's side and tell...

  Miss Ba's eyes were clear and calm, without a hint of hesitation or fear.

  "Jinxia, only you can decide life and death. What is insignificant to others, for you, life is only once, the only one."

  Jinxiu came back to her senses and found that there was no one in front of her anymore.

  After a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside. Jinxiu turned her head to look over and saw Chunyao walking towards her with a string of Buddhist beads in hand.

  Chun Yao's words gradually entered her ears, "The Buddha beads were given by the eighth young lady... The madam recited scriptures... I put it under your pillow, maybe it will work..."

  Chun Yao carefully put away the Buddhist beads and left after saying a few comforting words.

  Jinxiu only felt an unusual fatigue, and finally closed her eyes heavily.

  The next morning, the young lady in the mansion got up early and dressed herself up.

  The maidservants all withdrew, and Mu Ge helped the Eighth Young Mistress adjust the ornaments at her waist. "I heard from people in the manor that Second Master was introduced by his brother-in-law to attend the Left Wing Zong Xue, a school for noble sons."

  Before long, the woman outside came in and spoke to Mugun, "The madam of the Hou family has arrived at the mansion and wants to carefully prepare for the young lady. The eldest madam said that we must not lose our manners in front of the guests." As she spoke, a maid behind her brought over a box made of red lacquer with gold trim and mother-of-pearl inlay, "These were sent by the eldest madam."

  Mugwort nodded and took it over.

  The old lady said: "Second Master is also going, Eighth Miss and Second Master have not met yet, you must remind Eighth Miss carefully."

  Mu Yu said: "Yes."

  Mu Jin entered the house, taking advantage of Chun Yao's absence, and whispered to Rong Hua: "Indeed, it is someone from the Hou Mansion, no wonder they are so grand." She opened the box in her hand for Rong Hua to see.

  There are three tortoiseshell hairpins in the box, a few palace flowers made of piled silk and several copper-inlaid jade butterfly hairpins.

  Mugwort couldn't help but smile, "Miss, take a look at which one to wear? Otherwise, change into another more gorgeous dress? This blue calico with peony flowers is always a bit..."

  Ronghua smiled and stood up, "It's time to go and pay respects to Mother." How could the Eldest Madam bring her to accompany guests when the Marchioness was coming to the manor? Logically speaking, she had just entered the manor and didn't understand many rules, it was impossible for her to attend such a grand occasion. Moreover, even if she did, it would be too much attention from the servant girls who sent these things over.

  What's the real reason? It can't be just to test her.

  No matter how things change, she will be fine as long as she remains a obedient daughter.

  Ronghua walked out of the courtyard, and Mugen hurriedly followed her. "Miss, what are you planning to do? The opportunity for Madame Hou to visit our residence is a good one. With your appearance, if you dress up nicely, you will definitely catch Madame Hou's attention. Besides, didn't Eldest Aunt send over these things precisely because she wants the young ladies to dress up and look pretty for Madame Hou?"

  Rong Hua said lightly: "What's the use of letting Madam Hou like it?"

  Mu Yan's eyes widened, although she hadn't spent much time with Eighth Miss, but she also knew that Eighth Miss had a certain feeling towards the young master of the Hou Manor. She remembered her aunt telling her that when Eighth Miss heard about Eldest Sister and Young Master getting married, her face turned deathly pale. Seventh Aunt even comforted Eighth Miss, "Who made them legitimate misses? They have such fate, although they are from a declining noble family, their ancestors had titles, maybe one day..."

  The result really proved what Seventh Aunt said was right.

  Now that there is this opportunity, the young lady has not given birth to a boy or girl. If it were an ordinary family, it would be fine. However, as the eldest son of the Zhao family, he will inherit the title, and Madame Zhao will definitely take action to secure her position, and cannot trust outsiders' bloodlines.

  They have different hearts because they are of a different kind. Mu Ge has also heard this saying before.

  Mu Ge continued: "With Miss's talent and beauty, in the future when she enters the door and gives birth to a son, the position of the legitimate wife will be hers sooner or later."

  "They all say that Brother-in-law didn't take a concubine because of Eldest Miss, who doesn't know that the Seven Outlets have a 'jealous' one?"

  Rong Hua glanced at Mu Jin, "You still remember 'Seven Exits'?"

  Mu Hong's face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I also heard the old women gossiping."

  "What's the use of being a good wife?" Honghua gazed at the red lanterns swaying in the wind, their tassels fluttering and dancing.

  I recall the scene when I first met him, his clear eyes were like a river under the moonlight, with a gentle breeze blowing, his sleeves fluttering, and his elegant figure was like a jade tree.

  How many times they met, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, full of deep feelings.

  She secretly thought about marrying him and spending her life with him.

  It's just now...

  Mugwort was surprised, "Doesn't Miss want to marry into the Yi Cheng Hou Fu? But there's no better marriage than this."

  Rong Hua smiled slightly, "That's not necessarily true."

  A woman like Madame Yu would never put all her hopes on the Yu estate alone.

  Moreover, the Yicheng Marquis Manor has been... quite unusual in recent years.

  Rise and fall together, really too risky.

  Mu Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, "So, Miss, you're doing this to make the madam like you more?"

  Although this set is stable and secure, it's too slow after all. To get close to someone's heart, you don't have to be so cautious. "I have a faster way."

  Thank you for your support, darling.

  Must be collected!

  The master's eyes were brimming with tears.

  Rushed back home from Beijing, so tired, still typing away.

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