Chapter 212: Zhu Yin is relieved that his sister-in-law is doing well
In the ancestral hall of the Prince Regent's Palace, sandalwood incense was burning brightly in the copper censer.
Concubine Su Xianrou felt cold all over.
She stared at the tablets of Xiao's ancestors on the altar, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the Buddhist beads. Every bead that rolled across her palm was like rolling across a pair of hidden eyes.
For some reason, she felt that someone was secretly watching her these past few days, but when she looked around, there was no sign of anyone.
Su Xianrou thought that maybe it was because she had been restless these days.
Since that day, she allowed Xiyan to enter the palace. Her son Xiao Nanyan broke into the palace at night and nearly lost his life. She regretted it so much that she had to lose face and ask Helian Cong to return to the palace to rescue him.
Helian Cong agreed out of consideration for their old friendship.
However, after that incident, her son Xiao Nanyan repeatedly turned her away.
She never expected that her son would hate his mother because of a woman.
Su Xianrou sighed softly. She never thought that her son, who had always been cold and ruthless, would have feelings for a maid.
Originally, she was not a pedantic person, and she would not curry favor with the powerful. If her son liked, he could marry this maid as the regent princess, and she would not stop him.
It’s just... she has too many concerns and too many things she can’t do.
When she heard that her niece Su Wan had an accident, for some reason, her intuition told her that this matter was related to her son.
Because, although her son Xiao Nanyue didn't want to see her, he sent someone to tell her not to visit the Su Mansion on the grounds that he was ill.
If this was really done by her son, oh my god! Her son hired someone to tarnish his niece's innocence. Even if she didn't want to have anything to do with the Su family over the years, it couldn't change the fact that she also had the surname Su.
Her brother was imprisoned, needless to say, because of her son Xiao Nanyan.
She knew that Xiao Nanyan didn't want to marry Helian Shu, but...
She couldn't blame her son, but she couldn't face the Su family either. She could only lock herself up in this dark ancestral hall, hoping that no more tragedy of fratricide would happen.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the incense and candles on the altar went out with a puff, and the candle wax solidified on the edge of the copper cup.
The wooden door behind her slammed against the corridor pillar with a clang, startling Su Xianrou so much that her fingertips trembled and her Buddhist beads fell down and splattered all over the floor.
She called out subconsciously:
"Morning dew, frost?"
The only response she got was the sound of the wind passing through the hall. Su Xianrou then remembered that Chaolu went to the kitchen to serve her lotus seed soup, and Ningshuang followed her orders to go out of the house to inquire about Su Wan's recent situation.
"The incense cannot be extinguished..."
She seemed to be talking to herself as she quickly relit the incense and put it back into the incense burner.
When he turned around, his foot slipped and he stepped on a round Buddhist bead, and he staggered backwards.
The expected pain did not come, but my body hit a solid chest.
Then, a deep voice brushed past her ears and fell:
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
Su Xianrou froze all over, looked up, and saw a pair of eyes as deep as a pool. She couldn't help but be slightly startled:
"Are you, Zhu Yin?"
"That's right, sister-in-law, I'm back!"
Su Xianrou blushed slightly and broke free from the other person's arms:
"It's good that you're back. Where have you been all these years? Yan'er has been looking for you for a long time."
Zhu Yin bent down to pick up the Buddhist beads on the ground, and ran his fingertips over the beads engraved with Sanskrit:
"Sister-in-law, you and I have known each other for many years, and you more or less understand my personality. I don't like being bound, and I am content traveling around the mountains and rivers."
When Su Xianrou saw Zhu Yin, she recalled the past. She turned around and glanced at the tablet of her late husband Xiao Beicheng, a trace of sadness appearing on her face.
Zhu Yin stood in the shadows, his face flickering in the candlelight. His eyes grew increasingly deep as he stared intently at the still charming and beautiful woman in front of him.
"Sister-in-law, do you still miss Brother Beicheng? He's been gone for eight years, why are you stuck in his memories?"
Su Xianrou's body trembled slightly, and the ever-burning lamp in front of the tablet distorted her shadow:
"Bei Cheng treated me very well. I will never be able to repay his kindness in this lifetime. Heaven is blind and let him die young. It is really fate that plays tricks on me."
"My sister-in-law treats Brother Beicheng with such deep affection. If he knew, he would rest in peace. Brother Beicheng is so lucky to have you."
Su Xianrou's face gradually turned pale, and her voice gradually lowered:
"Blessing? If it weren't for me, he would still be alive."
Zhu Yin walked closer with a smile, and the hem of his clothes brushed against a few Buddhist beads, making a small sound:
"Everything is determined by fate. We have no control over it. Perhaps, everything is determined by destiny."
He bent down and picked up all the scattered Buddhist beads on the ground and placed them on the table.
"Sister-in-law, do you still remember that Brother Beicheng was here the night before he left for the war?"
Zhu Yin's voice became increasingly hoarse:
"You were kneeling here, weeping, in plain clothes, saying to Brother Beicheng, 'If you die on the battlefield, I will never live alone.' Thinking about it now, it's truly touching."
Su Xianrou's body trembled violently and she almost fell down, but was caught by Zhu Yin.
She stared into the eyes of the man in front of her, and suddenly felt a little scared:
"You, how do you know?"
Zhu Yin shook his head and chuckled:
"That night, I was upset because my brother Bei Cheng was leaving for battle the next day. I mistakenly walked into the ancestral hall and fell asleep behind the shrine. That's how I overheard your conversation."
"So that's it!" Su Xianrou breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, footsteps were heard in the distance. It must be Chaolu coming back.
Zhu Yin bowed:
"Sister-in-law, I'm afraid I'll be staying at home for a while this time. There's still a lot of time to come. It's getting late now, Zhu Yin will take his leave."
Su Xianrou nodded and said softly, "Okay."
When Zhu Yin reached the door, he suddenly turned around, a smile on his lips:
"It seems that my sister-in-law is doing well. Zhu Yin is relieved."
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