A short while later, Huaping retrieved the newly made undergarments. Luo Chaoxi changed into the new undergarments, and the tight, restrictive feeling disappeared, making her feel much more comfortable.
However, it was still rising. Having experienced so many worlds, how could Luo Chaoxi not know what this feeling was?
After mentally cursing the ancestors of the Han family for eighteen generations, Luo Chaoxi finally accepted this body.
After dressing up and having a meal, Luo Chaoxi, as usual, took Huaping to Qing'an Courtyard to pay her respects to her mother-in-law, Madam Wei, and to meet this kind mother-in-law.
Since she married into the family, she has been dutiful every day. Early in the morning, she would go to Qing'an Courtyard to wait for her mother-in-law to get up so that she could serve her when she was getting ready for breakfast.
Wei initially felt that her son was already a second-rank official at a young age, and with Luo Chaoxi's father falling down, the Luo family would have no one to support them anymore, so she did not want Han Lianjing to marry her.
Unable to resist Han Lianjing's insistence on repaying Luo's father's kindness, she relented and agreed to let Luo Chaoxi enter the family. In the year or so since the marriage, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have relied on each other for survival. Although Wei Shi treated her not as well as her own daughter, she still treated her fairly well.
So the original owner would never have imagined that her kind mother-in-law would take the initiative to send her to someone else's bed.
Qing'an Courtyard.
When Luo Chaoxi arrived, Madam Wei had already gotten up.
"Greetings to Mother."
"Get up."
Wearing a soft brocade undergarment, Madam Wei sat by the bed, being dressed by the old woman beside her.
Lady Wei was only in her early forties. She lost her husband at a young age and raised her son alone by doing needlework. The hardships she endured in her early years made her look unlike other noble ladies who were gentle and dignified. Her thin face instead gave her a mean appearance.
These past few days, because of Han Lianjing's matter, Madam Wei has been anxious and upset, and her temper has worsened than before.
She looked Luo Chaoxi up and down, her gaze lingering on her upper body for several moments.
Why are you late today?
Luo Chaoxi lowered her head, looking heartbroken. "I couldn't sleep last night because I was worried about my husband. I only managed to doze off for a little while before dawn."
A hint of worry appeared on Madam Wei's face. "Alright, it's good that you have the intention. No matter what, you must take good care of your health. You might need to lend a hand in a critical moment to support our household."
Her words were loaded with meaning; if someone who didn't know the situation heard them, they might think that Madam Wei was concerned about her, her daughter-in-law.
Luo Chaoxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she silently shed tears. "Mother, my husband has encountered misfortune, and I have no way to save him. Fortunately, His Highness Prince Jin did not order the confinement of everyone in the mansion. Now, all I can do is go to the temple to pray for my husband, and pray that he will soon be exonerated and his injustice will be redressed."
"You want to go to the temple?"
Luo Chaoxi nodded.
Wei instinctively wanted to refuse. She planned to send Luo Chaoxi to the Prince of Jin's residence tonight, so how could she let her go to the temple at this time?
However, before he could finish speaking, he thought again that with Luo Chaoxi's alluring appearance, Prince Jin might keep her in the manor for a while. If Luo Chaoxi had disappeared outside, it would be easier to find an explanation.
She'll send a few unfamiliar faces over tonight to escort Luo Chaoxi to the Prince of Jin's residence, so that Luo Chaoxi won't know she was behind it.
Madam Wei silently thought to herself, "Don't blame me. My son is in prison. Since you've married into the Han family, it's only right that you sacrifice your appearance to save him."
I only hope that His Highness Prince Jin will keep his word and take the person he wants.
"Alright, then you can go to the temple and stay for a while to pray for Lian Jing. If there is any situation at home, I will send someone to inform you."
"Thank you, Mother. I'll go back and pack my things now."
While serving tea, Luo Chaoxi secretly slapped a talisman that made it impossible for Wei Shi to swallow into her body.
To show her sincerity in praying for blessings, she didn't need to bring much; Huaping could carry it all by herself.
Huaping was one of her dowry maids, who came with her from the Luo family and could be trusted.
After boarding the carriage, Luo Chaoxi opened the shop and exchanged for Beauty Pills, Body Shaping Pills, Melodious Sound Pills, and Fragrance Pills, which she then consumed.
There is one more crucial thing.
All-curing constitution: A walking tonic pill; those near you will be free from illness and pain. Can be used in a single world. 5000 points.
It's so expensive, and you can only use it in one world. No wonder it's tucked away in the corner of the shop. If she didn't check the shop every world to see what new goodies were available, she would never have noticed it.
Luo Chaoxi redeemed it and clicked to use it.
...
Baohua Temple is located not far outside the capital. It was formerly a royal temple, a place where emperors of previous dynasties listened to sutras and prayed for blessings. After Murong Ling established the Southern Qi, he did not designate this place as a royal temple, so ordinary officials and nobles could also go there to offer incense.
The monks of Baohua Temple quickly arranged a small courtyard for Luo Chaoxi.
"If you have any requests or if the courtyard is lacking anything, you can go to the front hall and find the monks in the temple. They will prepare it for you as soon as possible."
"Thank you for your trouble, young master," Luo Chaoxi replied politely.
Hua Ping busied herself with tidying up and quickly wiped everything inside and outside the house, and put away all the things she had brought.
"Madam, how many days shall we stay here?"
"Go back when the time is right."
Hua Ping didn't understand. She felt that the lady didn't seem worried at all about the general who was in prison. Although it was a bit heartless, the general had abandoned his wife on their wedding night to go to war, so he didn't have any feelings for her in the first place.
Luo Chaoxi rested for a while, and after getting up in the afternoon, he knelt in front of the Buddha in the front hall and prayed silently in his heart, "Please bless Han Lianjing to suffer more in prison and be subjected to all kinds of torture. Please bless Wei Shi to not be able to eat or sleep well and to lose ten pounds a day."
Hua Ping was deeply moved by her earnest expression. It seemed that the lady did have some feelings for the general after all.
Having done enough of the pretense, Luo Chaoxi strolled around the main halls and even drew a fortune stick in one of them.
She wandered around the painted screen for a long time before finally finding the place to interpret the divination slips in front of a side hall.
The person interpreting the fortune slip was an elderly monk. He took the fortune slip from Luo Chaoxi's hand and silently read the inscription.
"Golden branches bearing dew are imbued with heavenly fragrance, and nine branches of peonies overshadow the Purple Palace."
The next moment, the monk's eyes lit up, and his gaze towards Luo Chaoxi was full of surprise and amusement. "Madam, this is an excellent fortune, the best of the best. It indicates that you have a noble destiny and are destined for greatness!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome man in a plain monk's robe, who was leaning back in a recliner on a vermilion corridor not far away, opened his eyes and looked at the master and servant in the courtyard with his dark, narrow phoenix eyes.
What catches the eye is the woman's delicate, snow-white profile, with slender eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and cherry lips adorned with rouge. From a distance, she appears as white as a piece of tender tofu.
The man blinked slowly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Upon seeing the woman's hair styled into a bun, the man twitched his lips, closed his eyes again, and the afternoon sunlight shone on him, adding a touch of color to his pale face.
Sure enough, the next moment, the disgruntled voice of the maid beside the woman came, "What do you think? My lady is already married! How could she possibly have some kind of phoenix destiny like you're talking about? How dare you make up such nonsense? Don't you want your head?!"
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