Chapter 6 Even if you beg me, I still won't like you.
Chapter Six: Even if you beg me, I will not like you.
Shen Tang didn't sleep well last night. In her dream, she saw the maid's face one moment and Qingyang telling her that she was dead the next.
Although she was usually bolder than other young ladies, this was the first time she had encountered something like this.
One moment a person is alive and well, the next a cold, lifeless corpse.
Shen Tang felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about it.
Meng Huaiyan advised her not to go out these days and even sent people to protect her in secret.
This whole affair was only brought into the spotlight because of him.
Shen Tang valued her life highly, so she didn't stand on ceremony and agreed.
Ah Yun was also quite frightened. Neither she nor her servant had much of an appetite today, and they were both rather listless.
In the afternoon, Qingyang actually came over.
This was unprecedented, and Shen Tang was somewhat surprised.
Qingyang held a box in his hand and said respectfully, "Miss Chen, this is what the young master asked me to give you."
Shen Tang reached out and took it, opened it and saw that inside were a pair of jade bracelets carved from Hetian jade, and three thousand taels of silver notes.
Shen Tang asked in surprise, "Why are you suddenly giving me this?"
Qingyang said politely, "The young master said that he was grateful for Miss Shen's kindness yesterday, and this is to thank you."
"I didn't do anything yesterday, it was just a small favor."
"Besides, even if it's a thank you, this is far too much..." Shen Tang said, then suddenly seemed to remember something.
This is probably not a thank you gesture, but rather a way of cutting ties with her.
Is this because they're worried she'll use this incident to blackmail them for something in return? Or is she up to something?
Shen Tang's expression suddenly turned cold, and he sneered. As expected of Prince Meng, he was really generous in his actions to prevent her from pestering him.
He's really overthinking things. Even if he begged her, she wouldn't even glance at him!
Shen Tang slammed the box into Qingyang's arms, her tone cold: "Go back and tell your young master that he is far too arrogant and narcissistic!"
"There are countless men in the world, and I, Chen Tang, am not indispensable to him."
"What he's worried about will never happen in his lifetime. You can rest assured about him!"
Qingyang was somewhat bewildered by this sudden and unexpected attack.
He tried to explain: "Miss Shen, our young master didn't mean that..."
Before Qingyang could finish speaking, Shen Tang gave him the order to leave: "Please go back, you are not welcome here."
Qingyang was about to say something more when Ayun pushed him to the front door.
With a bang, the courtyard gate was slammed shut without hesitation.
Qingyang touched his nose, which had almost been hit by the door, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
What kind of mess is this?!
After Qingyang left, Chen Tang paced around the room in anger.
Does she look like the kind of petty person who would take advantage of someone's kindness?
She kindly helped him, but instead of receiving a personal thank you, she was subjected to such malicious speculation from him!
I must have been blind in my past life to not have noticed that Meng Huaiyan was a heartless and treacherous person.
Seeing that her mistress was furious, A-Yun tried to appease her with food and drink, and even joined in cursing Meng Huaiyan.
After venting her anger, Shen Tang calmed down.
I couldn't help but start to regret it again.
I acted impulsively! That's three thousand taels of silver!
Three thousand taels!!!
Self-respect and three thousand taels of silver—such an easy choice.
But she just couldn't bring herself to go back to Meng Huaiyan.
Thinking of this, Shen Tang was filled with even more regret.
Meanwhile, Qingyang was looking at the undelivered gifts and silver notes with a headache.
After hesitating for a long time, I finally knocked on the study door.
Meng Huaiyan: "Enter."
Qingyang entered the study and gently placed the box on the desk. Meng Huaiyan glanced at it and asked, "What's going on?"
Qingyang dared not lie and nervously repeated what Shen Tang had said in its entirety.
The room fell silent instantly. Meng Huaiyan's face was cold, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet Qingyang still felt an invisible pressure.
His back couldn't help but bend over.
Meng Huaiyan gave a vague "heh".
It's really funny; it's been a long time since anyone dared to offend him like that. They underestimated her.
Qingyang was so frightened by the shout that he broke out in a cold sweat. He lowered his head even further, not daring to look at the prince's expression.
Suppressing his displeasure, Meng Huaiyan coldly said, "Put it away."
Qingyang: "Yes."
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Days passed by like flowing water.
At first, Shen Tang was worried and scared, but seeing that things had been peaceful for some time, she gradually calmed down.
With Qingming Festival approaching, the matriarch decided to send everyone in the Meng family to Zhenru Temple for a spring outing and to pray for blessings.
Zhenru Temple is located in the suburbs of Beijing, only half a day's journey from the capital, and is famous for its beautiful scenery.
Every year during the Qingming Festival, the cherry blossoms and apricot blossoms on Zhenru Temple Mountain bloom in profusion, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene, a magnificent sight in Beijing.
The eldest princess has a noble status.
After learning that the Meng family was coming, the abbot of Zhenru Temple sealed off the mountain in advance, and no unauthorized people were allowed to approach.
Therefore, apart from the Meng family group, there were no others present today.
The abbot is in his seventies, but he is in good spirits and has a kind and benevolent face.
He was dressed in a simple gray monk's robe, walking steadily ahead, leading the crowd slowly towards the main hall.
The main hall is magnificent and spacious, giving people a solemn and dignified feeling.
Inside the hall are four enormous pillars that firmly support the towering roof.
Shen Tang stepped into the main hall and looked up.
Looking at the majestic and compassionate Buddha statue above, a deep sense of awe welled up in my heart.
Shen Tang took the incense, slowly walked to the prayer mat, knelt down, put her hands together, and devoutly inserted the incense into the incense burner.
She didn't believe in these things before, always thinking that these vague and ethereal things were scams.
It's just people trying to fulfill their desires and pray for something.
However, since experiencing rebirth, she has realized that the world is vast and full of wonders.
Those things she once thought were absurd were not entirely impossible.
The blessing ceremony lasted for more than an hour, and everyone felt a little tired afterward.
Seeing that they were tired, the abbot instructed several young novices to lead them to a side room to rest.
The side room is located on the east side, and the environment is quiet and pleasant.
Shen Tang was a little sleepy and planned to take a nap. She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep because she was not used to sleeping in a new bed, but she slept until late afternoon.
The consequence of sleeping too much is that you toss and turn at night and can't fall asleep no matter what you do.
Reluctantly, Shen Tang got up and prepared to go outside for a walk.
The moon is bright tonight, and its light falls like flowing water, emitting a soft glow.
The moonlight cast dappled shadows on the trees, which were imprinted on the bluestone slabs. A gentle breeze blew, causing the shadows on the ground to sway slightly, creating a unique and picturesque scene.
Shen Tang strolled slowly, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.
Suddenly, I felt a bright light flash in front of me, and I instinctively looked toward the source of the light.
But there were only patches of trees and bushes there.
It was as if what she had just felt was her imagination.
Shen Tang inexplicably sensed something unusual.
Her expression remained unchanged as she cautiously found a hiding place and kept a close eye on it.
A moment later, there was a slight movement there, so subtle that it would be impossible to detect unless one looked closely.
They saw several people dressed in night clothes in the bushes. They were agile and moved with light steps, each holding a sword.
The bright spot I just felt was probably the sword light reflected from the moonlight.
Shen Tang was horrified as she watched the group cautiously head northeast, a direction she remembered was where the old matriarch and the eldest son's family lived.
Who on earth dares to target the Meng family?
The situation was critical. Without thinking, Shen Tang quickly hid herself and shouted, "Assassin!"
In the stillness of the night, Shen Tang's shout was exceptionally clear and loud.
The assassins were startled and momentarily stunned by the sudden sound.
Realizing what was happening instantly, they stopped concealing themselves and quickly headed northeast.
Shen Tang then realized that there were over a hundred assassins.
Hearing the commotion, the guards of the Meng residence engaged the assassin in combat.
The peaceful night was shattered in an instant, filled with the ear-piercing sounds of clashing weapons and the sounds of fighting.
The assassin was elusive and ruthless, while the guards countered his moves and fought back desperately, making the battle increasingly fierce.
In an instant, the air was filled with a strong stench of blood, making Shen Tang feel nauseous.
Shen Tang tried to suppress the discomfort in her stomach and wanted to find an opportunity to go to her aunt.
Her aunt's residence wasn't far from the eldest son's house, and she was worried about her current situation.
Shen Tang's heart pounded like a drum. She crouched low, trying her best to hide herself, taking each step with extreme caution, trying to avoid the assassin's gaze, but she was still discovered by the assassin.
Shen Tang was terrified. She took a deep breath and, no longer caring about concealing herself, lifted her skirt and ran like the wind.
But the assassin was too fast; he arrived in front of Shen Tang almost instantly.
Caught off guard, Shen Tang stumbled and fell to the ground.
Without the slightest hesitation, the assassin's blade flashed through the air, slashing fiercely towards Shen Tang.
Shen Tang trembled all over, closed her eyes tightly, and felt a sense of despair, thinking to herself that she was probably going to die here.
At this critical moment, a crisp "clang" was heard, and the assassin's hand was severed from his hand and fell to the ground!
Shen Tang opened her eyes in astonishment, only to see a figure appear like a ghost, moving at an astonishing speed.
Before the assassin could react, a long sword pierced his throat.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.
Warm blood sprayed onto Shen Tang's body and face, and the sticky feeling made her stomach churn and she almost vomit.
Despite her discomfort, Shen Tang looked closely and saw that the person who had come was a woman dressed in black with a cold face.
The woman was slender but not frail; on the contrary, every movement was swift and decisive, her actions as fast as lightning.
He was clearly a highly skilled fighter.
Shen Tang was still in shock.
The woman suddenly pulled her up from the ground and dragged her behind her, saying, "Stay close to me!"
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