The Princess of Northern Land

Chapter 115 - 115 115 Punishment (1)_1

?Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Punishment (1)_1 Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Punishment (1)_1 “Third son, you’re a man after all, demanding these ointments for your face all day. Aren’t you afraid others will laugh if they find out?” Master Hui Zhen replied impassively.

Insulting his masculinity? Anyone else would have been enranged. But not only does Si Jinhan have a bad temper, he also has a particularly thick skin. “There are countless women in the world who aren’t as good-looking as me, so of course I need to maintain this face and make them jealous.” he answered cheerfully.

“Thank you, Master. We’re leaving first.” Lin Ziyin didn’t want to keep going on about it. After thanking Master Hui Zhen, she took the bottle and left with Lou Zheng.

This time, Si Jinhan didn’t stop her.

Once Lin Ziyin and her group came outside, they found that some Little Monks who studied martial arts had been waiting for her by the ox cart.

“Benefactor Lin, we’ll escort you home,” said a playful Little Monk with a smile.

“There’s no need.” Lin Ziyin declined, feeling embarrassed.

“The roads aren’t safe, we’ll accompany you. If you want to come here next time, please let our brothers know, we’ll come pick you up,” another simple-minded Little Monk added.

“Benefactor, don’t worry, we all practice martial arts, a little road like that is no problem for us,” explained another Little Monk.

“Thank you,” Lin Ziyin could see they were genuinely concerned about her and stopped refusing.

The Little Monks were still young. They climbed into the ox-cart with Lin Ziyin and Lou Zheng and happily took Lin Ziyin home.

Consort Gao sat in the horse carriage, feeling both ashamed and angry, and also somewhat uneasy.

She had begged the Prince for so many days to let her go to Ding’an Temple for good fortune. However, she never thought that today she would not even be allowed to step foot in the temple’s main gate. How was she supposed to explain this to the Prince? And would the little vixens at home laugh at her?

“Consort, we’re here,” announced the maid from outside the carriage, pulling Consort Gao back from her reverie.

“Don’t say a word that you’re not supposed to.” Consort Gao warned the others coldly.

“Yes.” The maids, the old women, and the young servants all replied in hushed voices.

After the consort got out of the carriage, an elderly woman dressed respectfully and clutching her belly alighted, and a maid rushed over to support her.

“It’s all my fault, my uselessness has brought trouble upon the Consort. Because of me, the Consort couldn’t even step inside the temple.” As soon as the old woman got out of the carriage, she began to lament loudly.

“It’s alright, there’s no need to blame yourself. You’ve been with me for many years, it’s natural for people to fall ill. How could I abandon you when you’re not feeling well?” Consort Gao responded in a affectionate and considerate manner.

The guards at the gate didn’t say a word or look directly at her.

Consort Gao didn’t mind and entered the side door with her maids and the old woman.

“Huh, isn’t Consort Gao supposed to be at Ding’an Temple praying for blessings? Why is she back at this hour?” Just as she entered the residence, a group of women all decked in fancy clothes and jewels blocked her path.

Having her path blocked as soon as she entered the residence, coupled with the humiliation at Ding’an Temple, Consort Gao’s face turned an ugly shade of green.

“It’s all my fault. I was feeling ill and the Consort was considerate and decided to return on my account.” The old woman ‘weakly’ replied.

“Oh, you were perfectly fine this morning, but fell ill at the temple gate? It’s neither morning nor evening, it just so happens that you fell ill at the temple gate. I wonder if Buddha will blame you for your insincerity?” A women in a purple dress covered her mouth with a handkerchief and giggled, “you weren’t ill in the morning, and not in the evening, but you fell ill at the temple gate. I wonder if the Buddha will blame you for your lack of sincerity?”

Consort Gao’s face turned solemn. She had thought up an excuse on her way back, expecting the taunts of these fox spirits when she returned to the residence. So, she had an answer ready, “Buddha is merciful and will understand my good intentions.”