Chapter 44 Why should a person full of sins serve Buddha?
Chapter 44 Why should a person full of sins serve Buddha?
The rain drizzled all night, but by dawn it had become increasingly torrential, pouring down in torrents, and an endless curtain of rain shrouded the entire capital in a hazy mist.
"The rain outside is too heavy. Dad, could you wait until the rain stops before Mom leaves?"
Gu Chengyan did not expect his father to be so resolute and send his mother away so soon. However, it was raining heavily outside, and Ganlu Temple was on the mountaintop, so the carriage could only go as far as the foot of the mountain.
If we leave now, wouldn't we have to climb up in the pouring rain?
Marquis Anyang had a cold face and an inscrutable expression, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Gu's mother was forcibly dragged out by several old women. Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were filled with resentment and madness.
She screamed loudly, "Lin Xingyao, where is that bitch?" Her shrill voice sounded particularly jarring in the quiet room.
Marquis Anyang was furious upon hearing this, veins bulging on his forehead. "You've gone mad to openly insult the princess!"
Mother Gu struggled desperately, trying to break free from the women's restraints, still shouting, "Let Lin Xingyao come out to see me."
Her face was contorted with rage, completely oblivious to her current predicament and disheveled state.
Marquis Anyang was furious. He stepped forward, grabbed her like a chick, and dragged her to the porch outside.
"Wake up!"
The torrential rain instantly soaked her entire body.
Rainwater slid down her hair and cheeks, soaking her clothes. She knelt in the rain, shivering, but still kept talking.
Gu Chengyan caught up in two steps, his eyes filled with urgency. "Father, Mother is too weak to take it. I will personally take her to Ganlu Temple after the rain stops."
But Marquis Anyang remained unmoved. He turned his head and saw Gu Cheng'an standing aside with a cold expression, as if the person being tortured had nothing to do with him.
Gu Chengyan called out anxiously, "Second brother, why don't you say something to persuade him?"
Gu Cheng'an's usually expressionless face finally showed some emotion; his brows furrowed slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
It seemed like hesitation, or perhaps a struggle.
After a long silence, she slowly uttered, "It would be better for Mother to leave as soon as possible."
"You!" Gu Chengyan's anger and disappointment surged like a tide. He suddenly threw a punch, which landed heavily on Gu Chengan's face.
"You ungrateful wretch, your mother always dotes on you the most..."
Seeing his two sons fighting, Marquis Anyang felt utterly exhausted.
"enough!"
Gu Chengyan then released his grip, turned his head away, and his chest heaved violently.
He knew he couldn't provoke his father any further, but his aunt had always been the one who favored him the most, and now...
They are truly heartless and cruel.
Commander Hu entered the house and stood at the doorway. Rainwater slid down the hem of his clothes and dripped onto the floor.
He stood ramrod straight and respectfully clasped his hands in a salute: "My lord, the carriage simply cannot move in such heavy rain."
Marquis Anyang frowned and sighed helplessly, "Then let's wait for the rain to stop before sending her away."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry, as if he didn't want to see Gu's mother again. His back view was full of endless disappointment and disgust.
Mother Gu remained kneeling in the heavy rain under the eaves, her body swaying, her previous arrogance gone.
The rain kept washing over her, and her lips gradually turned purple, but she kept cursing, though her voice was gradually drowned out by the sound of the wind and rain.
Gu Cheng'an merely glanced at it indifferently before turning and leaving.
His steps were slightly heavy, his inner turmoil and pain following him like a shadow.
For a moment, he didn't know how to face his mother.
As Gu Chengyan watched his departing figure, his heart was filled with sorrow. He had no time to think about anything else and quickly helped his mother up and took her home.
She ordered the maid to quickly prepare water and serve her a hot bath to ward off the cold, lest she fall ill.
Every maid in the manor knew that she was disliked by the Marquis. If it weren't for the sake of the two young masters, he would probably have divorced her long ago.
But when I saw the whip marks on her body, I was still shocked.
Baoling came secretly last night; only the maids guarding Tingxue Pavilion knew about it.
They heard the pitiful screams.
The beating was so brutal...
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Yu Ling hurried into the house and gave a slight curtsy. "Young Madam, the rain is too heavy, and the Marquis's wife was unable to set off as planned. The Marquis's idea is to wait until the rain stops before sending her to Ganlu Temple."
Chu Ruohan gently stroked the teacup. Upon hearing these words, her eyes slightly lifted, a barely perceptible ripple flashing across them before returning to their calm state.
"This rain has given her a chance to catch her breath," she said, taking a sip of tea and responding seemingly casually.
Yu Ling took a few steps forward and lowered her voice, "Young Madam, there is one more thing. Bao Ling went to Tingxue Pavilion last night with a whip... I heard that the Marquis's wife was beaten quite badly."
Chu Ruohan remained silent for a moment, then slowly put down her teacup, stood up, and walked slowly to the window, gazing at the heavy rain that stretched like a curtain.
In her past life, she had been whipped countless times and knew all too well the excruciating, life-or-death pain it caused.
But no one would help her, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
This time, it's Gu's mother's turn to taste this flavor.
Suddenly, the arrogant words of Gu's mother from her previous life came to mind.
That bitch is so thick-skinned, she's impossible to kill no matter how hard you hit her.
Ganlu Temple? Making her a nun would be too lenient for her.
A person full of sins will only defile the pure and sacred land of Buddha.
Although Gu's mother took the medicine for typhoid fever, the whip marks on her back combined with being rained on caused her to develop a high fever that night, leaving her in a daze.
The candlelight flickered, casting dappled shadows on the wall.
She lay on the bed, her lips dry and chapped, weakly calling out, "Water...water..."
In a daze, it seemed as if someone helped her up and slowly fed her water.
Gu's mother struggled to open her cloudy eyes, and through the haze, she seemed to see Granny Wang.
“Granny…” she murmured subconsciously.
Hearing the call, the maid beside her explained, "Madam, I am not Granny Wang. Granny Wang has already..." Her words seemed to carry a hint of reluctance.
Only then did Gu's mother realize that the person in front of her was a young maidservant she had never seen before.
"Aren't you a maid from Tingxue Pavilion?"
"This servant was sent by the Second Young Master to take care of you," the maidservant replied respectfully.
A glimmer of light appeared in Gu's mother's eyes; she knew Cheng'an wouldn't be so heartless.
Today's words, "Mother should leave as soon as possible."
It really broke Gu's mother's heart.
Deep down, she always believed that Cheng'an still cared for her as his mother. He was just momentarily upset that she had harmed Du Ruoling's child.
"Madam, you must pull yourself together for the sake of the two young masters!"
Upon hearing the maid's words, Gu's mother's previously vacant eyes gradually hardened.
Yes, she has two sons. She can't fall down; she has to keep going.
Especially her Cheng'an, who is so intelligent and outstanding, yet he has not yet ascended to the position of heir apparent.
The vast estate of the Marquis's mansion should not be given to that lowly bastard.
A surge of intense resentment and determination welled up within her. She slowly raised her hand, beckoning the maidservant to come closer, and whispered instructions…
However, they didn't see the complex expression in the maid's eyes, which was quickly concealed.
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