Transmigration: Space-Aided Rise to Power and Prosperity-Chapter 811 - 647: Secret Rendezvous

Mrs. Gao put down the tray in her hand and looked worriedly at Yao Mengxian.

"My body has already healed. Lying in bed all day long, my bones are almost falling apart. Since I’m staying at my maternal family for a short while, if I don’t take this chance to go out and get some fresh air, it won’t be easy to do so again once I’m back at the Duke Mansion."

Mentioning the Duke Mansion, Yao Mengxian felt a surge of gloom in her heart.

Lianxin, who was sewing clothes, couldn’t help but feel guilty when she heard this.

"Miss, if it weren’t for my recklessness last time, you wouldn’t have fallen into the water to save me."

Lianxin bit her lip, feeling a guilt that almost flooded her small heart.

"Then you should be more careful in the future. Miss’s body is already weak, and now that she’s fallen into the water, it will take half a year to recuperate."

Hearing Lianxin admit her fault, Mrs. Gao began to scold again.

"Alright, let this matter be in the past. Lianxin has already been punished, and we shouldn’t bring it up again in the future."

Seeing the two bring up old matters again, Yao Mengxian couldn’t help but feel a headache.

"Who would have thought that Fourth Miss was so overbearing, daring to push Miss into the water." Lianxin mentioned Fourth Miss Yao Mengdie, feeling indignant.

And the First Lady is so shameless, even poisoning the incense Miss uses, truly a wicked woman.

However, Lianxin didn’t dare say more. She glanced at Qing Dai, who was setting up the meal in the room, and returned her gaze to the clothes in her hand.

They must be careful, so as not to suffer the consequences of loose talk. Qing Dai, that maid...

Yao Mengxian suddenly thought of the news she had Wanxiang investigate a few days ago, unexpected that Yao Mengdie would dare to exchange affections privately with her own sister’s future husband.

This had never appeared in her dreams. No! Perhaps it was just that she hadn’t discovered it in her dreams.

Yao Mengxian curved her lips slightly. Since that’s the case, don’t blame her for turning the household upside down; at the very least, the second branch must pay for her falling into the water.

And that good stepmother of hers, to drive her to the estate, even went so far as to poison her. How much must she hate her?

Second Sister Yao Menglian’s fiancé is Yu Ting, the legitimate eldest son of the Minister of Rites. But the person she saw rendezvousing with Yao Menglian at the Princess’s Mansion was the Chancellor’s second legitimate son, Qin Hui.

She had people inquire afterwards, and there were only three people wearing that color outfit on that day. The only one who could move around in the inner courtyard must have been Qin Hui.

This Second Sister was indeed calculating, as Qin Hui’s wife from the Han Family was seriously ill, the doctor saying she wouldn’t last many years.

The Han Family’s wife lay bedridden daily, reportedly getting worse recently. It figured that her Second Sister planned to become Qin Hui’s second wife once she passes.

Yao Mengxian shook her head, thinking it too risky.

Even disregarding that the person was still alive! Her second uncle was only a minister in the Ministry of Justice; even if the Princess’s Mansion wanted to provide another wife for Qin Hui, they might not consider her Second Sister.

The Eldest Princess appeared friendly, but she placed great importance on status.

Previously, when she attended a banquet, the Eldest Princess had treated her graciously, not merely out of pity, but because she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke Mansion’s main branch.

A while back, Yao Mengdie somehow got wind of her parents planning a marriage alliance with the Yu Mansion, betrothing Yao Menglian there.

Yao Mengdie had schemes in mind because Yu Ting’s grandfather was the Minister of Rites, and this marriage would be quite a climb for a girl from the second branch.

Thus, one time when they went to Bao En Temple to offer incense, the two met.

Yao Mengxian knew Yao Mengdie must have planned this, wanting to pull her along as a scapegoat, to push the blame on her later.

Luckily, sensing her ill intentions, she refused.

Otherwise, when the matter was exposed, she would surely suffer the consequences.

On that perfect day, spraining her ankle while walking, and the veil hat blown off by the wind, happened to be seen by Yu Ting.

If it weren’t for the second-class maid Wensong by Fourth Miss’s side being bought off by her, she wouldn’t have known that Fourth Miss would go to such lengths over Yu Ting, even disregarding her reputation.

Subsequently, the two met a couple more times, making her think Yao Mengdie was really putting everything on the line.

Yao Mengxian sighed, originally thinking Fourth Miss hadn’t matured, who knew she was already aware of such affairs at a young age.

After all, Yu Ting had a grandfather who was the Minister of Rites, and his father was a magistrate. It wasn’t surprising Yao Mengdie would look favorably upon this marriage.

But she’d heard Yu Ting was just a playboy, idle all day, always pursuing the Oiran at Tianxiang Pavilion.

With such a debauched young man, those sisters would likely turn against each other.

The two were full-blooded sisters, yet the younger dared to covet her sister’s fiancé.

It’s just a pity! Second Sister was wholly infatuated with Qin Hui, unaware of her parents’ plans.

However, in her dreams, Second Sister truly married Yu Ting.

Even though Qin Hui’s wife was frail, she held on for two more years.

Yao Mengxian sorted through these matters in her mind before changing her clothes and going to the main hall to pay respects.

"Mother! I hear Bao En Temple is bustling with incense, and the vegetarian dishes there are particularly famous. You must try them today. I had Ming Mo book a suite yesterday, and it’s a good thing we booked early, or we wouldn’t have gotten one."

Gu Chengyu commented to Mrs. Lv inside the carriage.

Many aristocratic families from the Capital were regulars at Bao En Temple, where top-tier families also had suites they used for occasional short stays.

These people weren’t just there for vegetarian meals and prayers but also to light long-life lamps. The temple organized rites, which the ladies of wealthy families often attended to listen to the teachings.

When Gu Chengyu had Ming Mo book the suite yesterday, there was only one left. He exclaimed that luck was just as important as coming early.

It was also fortunate that today wasn’t a day for the rites; otherwise, they certainly wouldn’t have gotten a suite.

"The Capital is indeed bustling, look at all these people on the road. It’s a shame your father wouldn’t come; he’s quite stubborn."

Mrs. Lv was somewhat displeased with the old man’s lack of understanding, as it was rare for their son to have time to accompany them around the Capital, yet the old man stayed at home, unwilling to go out.

"Mother knows Father’s temperament, right? Besides, there are also relatives’ wives here today. It wouldn’t have been convenient had he come. In a few days, I’ll send you to stay at the estate for a bit; it’s much cooler than the house."

Gu Chengyu smiled. His father was only interested in farming. With so many people coming and going at the temple, it was natural he wouldn’t want to come.

"Sir! We’ve arrived!"

Ming Mo, sitting on the carriage’s front, looked at the high stone steps, towering peaks, and the crowd crawling up the steps, feeling a bit dizzy.

It was nearly the end of September, already autumn. However, the autumn heat hadn’t subsided, and it was still somewhat stifling.

There were many vendors at the foot of the mountain, and with the number of devotees coming and going, it gradually turned into a small marketplace.

Many people who came to offer incense were picking and bargaining at these stalls, with the sound of haggling rising and falling.