Chapter 87: The young widow is unlucky in marriage
Princess Yong left first, and Ji Qingwu and the others walked around the bell tower in the temple.
After going out, they saw a circle of people gathered at the main entrance. They had to squeeze through the crowd before they could get out.
Ji Qingrong was pregnant and easily fatigued, and Ji Qingwu was not one to watch the fun, so they walked towards the direction where the carriage was parked.
Suddenly, Ji Qingwu heard a familiar voice.
"I'm pregnant with my lover's child, how can you abandon me..." The tone was gentle and sad, and the words seemed familiar.
Ji Qingwu's mind moved. Even if she hadn't seen the woman's face, she knew who she was.
Someone angrily cursed: "You little whore, how can you come to such a peaceful place like Buddhism? If you don't leave, I will report you to the police and have you arrested and put in jail!"
The woman in her forties also said with disgust: "Is she crazy? These days, she catches any handsome guy on the street and calls him her lover and won't leave."
The old woman beside him said even louder, "Today, he has pestered the young master of Zuodu Yushi's family again. How shameless! Bah! A slut from a brothel!"
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This woman angered the crowd, and some people even threw fruits and vegetables used for offerings at her.
But she said nothing, just stood in the middle of the crowd with her head down, neither hiding nor avoiding.
Ji Qingwu paused, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Big sister, I left something in the pavilion. I'll go look for it and come back soon. You take Jiujiu to the carriage first."
"Do you want Chun Xing to accompany you?" Ji Qingrong asked.
"No, you and Jiujiu need someone to take care of you. I'll be back soon."
Ji Qingwu turned around and walked towards the crowd. They were already besieging her. She pushed away the woman who was shouting and throwing cakes in her hands.
The woman wearing a Qiuxiangtang gauze dress and with a figure like a willow branch was none other than Mo Lingling, the maid from Liangxiang Pavilion who had been pestering him by the river on the night of Dragon Boat Festival.
At this moment, the man that Mo Lingling was entangled with had already left. She stood alone in the crowd, with a dazed expression on her face, enduring everyone's angry accusations.
Someone deliberately threw a big round pear into her stomach, which Ji Qingwu quickly caught with her arm.
She turned her head and raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm thirsty and want to eat pears. Thank you."
Hearing the clear and gentle voice instead of insults and curses, Mo Lingling looked up with a dazed look.
Ji Qingwu tilted his head and waved at her: "What are you standing there for? Come over here."
Her tone was gentle and she was smiling, without any look of contempt towards her. Mo Lingling came back to her senses, her nose felt sore, and she took a few steps forward.
"Who are you to come and meddle in other people's business? Are you also a prostitute from Liangxiang Pavilion?"
When Mo Lingling heard what the woman said, she stepped back, not wanting the woman to be insulted along with her.
Ji Qingwu just stood there, listening to them talking about him with a smile on his face.
"Isn't this the fifth young lady of the Ji family, the one who was brought home half a year ago?"
"It's her. No wonder, birds of a feather flock together."
"The Ji family is not a wealthy family, how could they be involved with prostitutes in a brothel?"
"It's just... a young widow... unlucky in marriage... unable to get married..." Although they lowered their voices deliberately, Ji Qingwu still heard many key words.
Mo Lingling had also heard rumors about Miss Ji Wu, but she didn't expect that it was the delicate-looking girl in front of her.
Ji Qingwu saw that she didn't dare to approach him, which was completely opposite to her behavior that night, and he felt strange.
Then, regardless of what the gossipy women said about them, she simply grabbed Mo Lingling's wrist.
He blinked and said, "If you stay here any longer, you can set up a small stand selling fruits and cakes under your feet."
Mo Lingling struggled a few times, but Ji Qingwu held her tightly. Although her hand strength was not comparable to that of the emperor, it was more than enough to restrain an ordinary woman.
She pulled her out of the crowd forcefully and did not stop until they reached a secluded pond on the back hill of Hanshan Temple.
Ji Qingwu let go of her hand and looked down to see that Mo Lingling's wrist was all red. She said embarrassedly, "I was in a hurry and lost control of my strength. Are you okay?"
Mo Lingling touched his wrist bone and asked cautiously, "Why are you helping me?"
In the past few days, she has been entangled with at least eighty men, but she doesn't want to get too close to any woman.
It is because she knows her identity that she will only be despised by these ladies and young ladies from aristocratic families.
The Ji family is the Empress Dowager's maternal family. Not to mention that Miss Ji Wu has been married before, even if she married ten or a hundred times, she would not be able to compare to him.
Seeing her dejected expression, Ji Qingwu said directly, "On the fifth day of the fifth month, by the Lantern City River, Miss Mo attempted suicide but I saved her. She even said that she would marry me. Why is she so cold to me now?"
Mo Lingling was stunned, her big eyes narrowed, she looked up and down at her facial features, and said in astonishment: "You, it's really you, are you a homosexual, or do you have a cross-dressing fetish?"
Gay sleeve? Where did this come from?
Ji Qingwu spread his hands and said, "Neither of the two. I am a woman just like you."
Mo Lingling suddenly took a step forward and attacked her chest.
Ji Qingwu was startled by her action and stepped back with his arms folded across his chest.
Mo Lingling looked at her own hands, which felt soft. She was indeed a real woman.
She pursed her lips, not feeling that what she did was offensive at all, and said boldly: "At worst, I'll let you touch me back, you can touch me as you like, but I won't be as soft as you are."
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but twitch his lips: "I don't have this habit."
Mo Lingling snorted lightly and spoke self-deprecating words with a proud expression.
"Why did you pull me here? Others would rather stay eight feet away from me, for fear of breathing the same air as a brothel girl like me and tarnishing their reputation."
Ji Qingwu raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm just curious."
"What are you curious about, young lady? Just like they said, I am a maid of the Liangxiang Pavilion. Women would hide away when they see me. You are willing to get involved with me, which makes me even more curious."
Ji Qingwu looked at her waist under her gauze dress and said something with hidden meaning.
"If you really want to find a father for the child in your belly, it shouldn't be difficult based on your appearance."
To be able to become a lady in Liangxiang Pavilion, one must not only be beautiful, but also be able to deal with various important figures. She is definitely not a stupid woman.
She was not a greedy person. Last time, Mo Lingling said that she could redeem herself and leave Liangxiang Pavilion. Obviously, she had no intention of relying on the powerful to redeem her.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Mo Lingling's expression was filled with a hint of impatience.
Ji Qingwu calmly analyzed, "The men you are with are all polite Confucian scholars, just like the fifth son of the Zuodu Yushi family who is here today. He is famous for being a strict rule-abiding person in Lin'an City. He won't even look a woman in the eye on the street. You knew he would reject you."
Ji Qingwu stared at her.
Mo Lingling's eyes began to evade, she had guessed it right...
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