Note: Full chapter title because too long (The female lead and the supporting female character share a bed for a night)
Old madame had put up a jade Guanyin statue in the main courtyard. The statue compassionately looked down at the kneeling group.
(T/N: Guanyin is the Bodhisattva of compassion and mercy.)
As soon as Ji Man entered the room, she saw a deathly pale person on the side that was wrapped up like a zongzi. Ji Man was surprised that Wen Wan had been carried over here. After all, Wen Wan had recently suffered a miscarriage.
(T/N: Below are pictures of zongzi. Zongzi is a rice dish made of glutinous rice stuffed with different fillings and wrapped in layers of bamboo leaves.)
The smell of incense was very strong in the room. Old madame was at the head of the kneeling group and reciting scriptures. The sound of the repetitive mumbling inexplicably created a heightened sense of tension in the room.
Qian Lianxue was also part of the kneeling group. She looked so weak that she seemed as if she would fall over at any moment. She would end up gasping for breath and leaning against a servant girl for support after only kneeling for a short period of time, but she would resume kneeling again after a brief break.
Jinse had her head lowered. Right now, she looked very well-behaved. Qi Siling's expression didn't look good and she was frequently helping Wen Wan with her breathing. Out of all the women, the only person that looked utterly fearless was Liu Hanyun. She was the person that usually had the least amount of presence.
Was this an example of innocent people not fearing that ghosts would knock on their door? Ji Man didn't have a deep impression of Liu Hanyun, but this girl seemed very straightforward. Her background was a bit low, but she always behaved decently.Ji Man turned her head to look at Wen Wan. Her gaze was blank and her entire body was trembling. She was so haggard that all traces of her beauty had already withered away. Wen Wan seemed to be muttering something to herself, but they were too far apart and she couldn't hear her words clearly.
Ji Man followed the other women by kneeling down. It seemed that old madame had decided to continue reciting scriptures until Marquis Moyu returned.
Marquis Moyu had already gone out to personally invite monks over. Since the sage monk's previous ritual hadn't worked, he was also going to bring back holy women. This time, cleansing rituals would be done for the entire marquis's residence.
Ji Man thought that most of these people were just charlatans. Why? Because there was a ghost living in her body that hadn't been the slightest bit affected by the chanting or the holy statue. But, for some unknown reason, she hadn't heard Nie Sangyu speak in a long time.
After kneeling for a while, Qian Lianxue seemed unable to continue kneeling. She quietly apologized to old madame. Old madame had always thought that Qian Lianxue was a person that didn't cause trouble, so she didn't make things difficult for her and allowed her to leave first and rest.
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The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir
Historical FictionNot my story for offline reading purposes. This is book 1 Credits to Fuyu Neko who is the translator Link:https://www.novelupdates.com/series/the-dreamer-in-the-spring-boudoir/ "I can't accept this! I can't! Even as a ghost, I'm going to spend eter...