TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 171

The young lady having her own descendants is a good thing in the mind of servants like Nurse Ping. To them, husbands were far less reliable than one's children. As long as her mistress had a filial son in her old age, what did it matter whether she was married or not?

Nurse Ping was pleased that the young lady had kept to her insistence. If she had gotten married and even as Wang Qi's honored concubine, she wouldn't have had today's glory.

Seeing that her servants were all smiles, Chen Rong couldn't help from tugging the corners of her lips.

Yet she couldn't be in the same high spirits, for close to the emperor was a precarious place to be. Her position was far less secure than her servants thought it to be.

Chen Rong took her servants home, introduced them to the guards, and then delegated tasks to them. Afterward, she took ten guards with her to the spring.

After the delay, the sun had set behind the mountain and night fog had begun to shroud the land.

The world could be plagued by chaos but Jiankang would always be in peace. A stormy weather was clearly brewing yet amusement had become a habit here. The festivity especially came alive at night.

The streets were awash with light. Candles floated in the water by the wooden bridge and sky lanterns dotted the sky.

Carriages and pedestrians flitted to and fro on the street.

As Chen Rong listened to the surrounding and met a gaze from time to time, she suddenly realized that she hadn't experienced this peace in a very long time.

The carriage left the hamlet's drive and entered another street.

The main street was much more festive compared to the smaller alleys. Afar, bright red lanterns and beautiful girls formed a dazzling sight.

While Chen Rong raised her head to admire the scenery, two shadows suddenly jumped in front of her carriage.

Two halberds at once pointed at them.

"Don't, don't, I'm Ah Rong's uncle," a familiar voice sounded. "Ah Rong, it's me. Ha ha, it's so hard to see you these days."

It was Chen Yuan's voice.

As Chen Rong took a closer look, Chen Yuan shrank back and hid the patch on his right sleeve when he saw her looking at him.

Chen Rong nodded to the two guards, so that after they withdrew their halberds, she knitted her brow at Chen Yuan and Chen Sanlang. "Sir Chen, have you come with instructions for me?"

She did not call Chen Yuan 'uncle'.

Chen Yuan's face twitched to hear this. He secretly ground his teeth but the smile on his face grew ever more flattering. In reality, Chen Rong was still a nun who did not belong to the secular world and who was no longer surnamed Chen. He couldn't admonish her for not calling him uncle.

Chen Yuan strode to Chen Rong's carriage with a forced smile on his face. When he was almost near her, Chen Rong narrowed her eyes at which time two guards shouted: "Get up."

Chen Rong's face displayed neither joy nor anger to see Chen Yuan almost keeling over. But Chen Yuan's face momentarily turned purple, for humiliation surged at him like a tide. A niece whose life had once been in his hands, who never dared to make a breathing sound – that extremely lowly and powerless girl was now looking down at him from above and almost humiliated him.

Chen Rong quietly enjoyed Chen Yuan's hatred and shame. She unhurriedly lifted her chin and haughtily said, "If you have nothing to say, then pardon me for not staying."