si-mexico Chapter 127 In front of a true benefactor, one can only be a dog, obediently lying down.
Chapter 127 In front of a true benefactor, one can only be a dog, obediently lying down.
Xiangxiang walked hurriedly, her expression unreadable. She didn't go to find Fang Ruo, but went straight to Aunt Fang's room and pushed the door open.
Aunt Fang had just finished taking her medicine to prevent miscarriage and was about to undress for bed when she saw her arrive. "Is everything settled?"
"Aunt, the situation is not good. I'm afraid someone is secretly investigating us."
Xiangxiang quickly walked to Aunt Fang's side, lowered her voice, and told her in detail about the strange things she had encountered outside.
Aunt Fang's originally gentle face instantly tightened. She subconsciously frowned, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.
She knew all too well that once those shady dealings were exposed, she and Nanxin would be finished.
"No, we can't wait any longer, we have to leave here as soon as possible." Aunt Fang bit her lower lip, her tone resolute.
Having spent many years navigating the complexities of this large, secluded mansion, she understood all too well the principle that when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
The next day, before dawn, Aunt Fang got up early and went to pay her respects to Mother Chu as usual.
She carried a cup of freshly brewed tea to Madam Chu and said softly, "Good morning, Madam."
Mother Chu took the tea, her eyes full of concern. "Now that you're pregnant, you don't need to come so early every day to serve me. Taking care of yourself and the baby in your belly is the most important thing."
Aunt Fang lowered her eyes but did not respond.
Chu's mother noticed her unusual behavior and couldn't help but raise her eyes to examine her closely.
Aunt Fang's brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes revealed a hint of worry, and she seemed somewhat absent-minded.
A sense of worry welled up in Chu's mother's heart, and she asked softly, "What's wrong? Has something happened to Nanxin again?"
Aunt Fang raised her brows slightly, just as she was wondering what to do. Chu's mother's words were like a timely gift.
She sighed, her eyes slightly red, and said, "Madam, you don't know how deeply Nanxin has been hurt this time."
"She spent her days in tears, tossed and turned at night unable to sleep, and became extremely haggard."
"As her mother, seeing her like this breaks my heart."
Chu's mother also sighed and comforted her, "Sigh, you should try to persuade her to think more positively. Gu Chengyan is not a good match for her; their social status is too different."
“In a few years, we’ll find her a man from a wealthy family with good character. I guarantee she won’t be wronged.”
Aunt Fang nodded obediently on the surface, but in her heart she was full of disdain.
In her opinion, even if someone isn't a shop assistant, what difference does it make if they have some money at home?
Although Chu's father was still the richest man in the capital, he still had to be obsequious and fawn over those powerful and influential people.
And then there's Chu Ang, who acts like a lapdog in front of high-ranking officials and nobles.
Ultimately, no matter how rich a businessman is, he is nothing more than a soft persimmon to be manipulated in the face of power.
Only by marrying into a marquis's mansion and becoming the wife of the heir, like Chu Ruohan, can one truly enjoy boundless glory.
“Madam, I’ve heard that there’s a Ning’an Temple south of the capital that’s very efficacious. I’m thinking of taking Nanxin there to pray for blessings, and also to let her get out and relax, instead of staying cooped up at home all day and making herself sick.”
Aunt Fang had already prepared her explanation and was just waiting for Mother Chu to nod so that she could leave the Chu residence openly and legitimately with Chu Nanxin.
Chu's mother hesitated, saying worriedly, "But you're pregnant. The first three months are the most dangerous. Can you handle all this? What if something goes wrong?"
"Don't worry, madam. The doctor said my pregnancy is going very well and the baby is stable and not very fussy."
“Moreover, once we arrive at Ning’an Temple, we’ll stay for a while, rest and recuperate before returning. This will be beneficial for both me and the child, and we might even benefit from the temple’s blessings.” Aunt Fang said, while observing Chu’s mother’s expression.
"How about I go with Nanxin? You can stay at home and rest during your pregnancy." Mother Chu was still a little worried.
“Madam, you are usually so busy with your affairs, how could you possibly worry about such a small matter? With so many maids and servants following us, they will surely take good care of us, so please don’t worry about us.”
Chu's mother nodded thoughtfully, indicating her agreement.
"It's good to go for a walk to clear your head."
Aunt Fang was overjoyed. As soon as she left Mother Chu's courtyard, she immediately ordered the servants to prepare a carriage and pack her bags.
She couldn't wait to leave this place of trouble.
Before long, the carriage was ready, and Aunt Fang, with Chu Nanxin in tow, slowly drove out of the Chu residence gate under the watchful eyes of everyone.
The clatter of hooves kicked up a cloud of dust, as if carrying away all their secrets and entanglements in the Chu mansion.
Only Chu Nanxin was completely confused. Why would anyone go to a temple to pray for blessings?
If she went to Ning'an Temple, how did she get pregnant?
The wheels made a dull thud as they rubbed against the ground.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was oppressively suffocating. The mother and daughter remained silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind breaking the unpleasant silence.
Aunt Fang's eyes were wary as she occasionally peered through the crack in the carriage window to observe the outside world; Chu Nanxin, on the other hand, looked irritable, fiddling with the hem of her clothes listlessly, full of reluctance.
Finally, the carriage stopped at the foot of Ning'an Temple. Chu Nanxin eagerly lifted the curtain, jumped down, and looked around. He saw that the surrounding area was overgrown with weeds and the temple was dilapidated. He couldn't help but mutter, "What kind of godforsaken place is this? It's a godforsaken place!"
Before she could finish speaking, Aunt Fang strode forward, raised her hand and slapped her arm, scolding in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about! Come with me."
Chu Nanxin pouted in grievance, but dared not say anything more and could only obediently follow behind Aunt Fang.
Upon entering Ning'an Temple, Aunt Fang, with a devout expression, led Chu Nanxin to offer incense and pray for blessings in front of the Buddha statue, and generously added a considerable amount of money for incense oil.
To onlookers, they would simply assume that a lady from an ordinary family had come to the temple to pray for peace and good fortune.
But no one knows that behind this seemingly ordinary prayer lies a secret that no one knows.
After all the ceremonies were over, a small, thin novice monk quickly stepped forward, put his hands together in prayer, and said respectfully, "Madam, Miss, this way please."
Aunt Fang nodded slightly, signaling Chu Nanxin to follow. The mother and daughter followed the young novice monk through the winding paths of the temple's backyard. The once lively chanting and the noise of the worshippers gradually faded away, and the surroundings became increasingly quiet, with only their footsteps echoing on the stone path.
Finally, the young novice stopped in front of an inconspicuous house, pushed open the door, and gestured for the door to open.
Chu Nan was filled with doubt and was about to ask a question when she caught a stern look from Aunt Fang, so she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
The room was empty, except for one seemingly ordinary wall.
The young novice monk walked to the wall and gently pressed a few inconspicuous stones. With a creak, the wall slowly moved, revealing a dark passage...