The Consort is Sick, We Must Pamper Her - Chapter 25
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Chapter 25: Do You Want To Be With Me?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
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The monk cast her a glance and focused on eating for the time being.
Once he was done, the widow swiftly put away the cutlery. Then, without turning her head around, she left.
The monk felt resigned. The widow was still angry, but there was nothing worth being angry about in this matter. He was just teasing her. He did not truly blame her for kissing him.
Chu Yue cooked in the evening as well and sent the food inside. Just as usual, once the monk finished eating, she put away the cutlery and left. This lasted for two days. When she wanted to leave on the afternoon of the third day, the monk held her back.
“Master, it is improper for men and women to touch each other. Please let me go,” Chu Yue said while struggling to leave.
“Alright. Don’t be angry anymore,” the monk said in resignation.
“Master, you do love to joke, don’t you? There is nothing about this that I should be angry over. I just realized my status and your status. You stand high in the clouds, and I lie in the dirt. It is only natural for those in the clouds to regard those in the dirt with disdain,” Chu Yue said coolly.
The monk did not want to reason with her regarding this matter and changed the topic by saying, “It has been a while since you washed my feet for me.”
At the end of the day, the widow was someone with a gentle nature. She looked up and cast him a glance before she said, “I will go and boil some water now.”
“Alright,” the monk said and let her go.
Chu Yue went off to boil water. Then, she brought a basin over to wash the monk’s feet.
If his feet smelled, she would not have made herself suffer this way, but they did not smell and were very clean.
The monk let her wash his feet for a while before he said, “Massage my shoulders.”
Chu Yue washed her hands for a moment. Once she toweled them dry, she went over to massage him. But she still said nothing. After letting her massage him for a while, the monk caught her hands.
Chu Yue was slightly stunned. Then, she lowered her head and said, “Master, please let me go. After I went back that day, I thought things through. You are a holy monk. You help the people and provide them with enlightenment, while I am just an insignificant speck of dust among all that live. How could I dare?”
The monk said nothing. The widow had a huge temper, but she loved him so much that she put herself in a very low position when it came to their relationship. She was already acting like this when he was a monk, so if she learned who he truly was, she might actually run away from him.
When he thought of this, he frowned a little. What should he do?
“Do you want to be with me?” The monk felt that he should ask her this question.
This was the first time he was so straightforward. Before, they were just flirting with each other, so Chu Yue did not expect that he would ask her so directly.
‘I do,’ she thought instantly, but on the surface, she looked at him and said, “Master, you’re willing to become worldly for me?”
“Next year.” The monk chuckled softly.
‘Does that mean that my plan is about to come to fruition?’ Chu Yue wondered.
“Master, can’t you become worldly now?” she still asked.
“We can’t do it this year,” the monk said in a comforting manner.
She stayed until dinner with him before coming back.
Since her relationship with the monk had advanced by leaps and bounds, and the monk had even promised her that he would become worldly next year, Chu Yue felt very much in love.
When she returned to the mountain, she ran into Grandmaster Jingmian.
Grandmaster Jingmian saw how sickeningly in love she was, and she was so angry that she wanted to stomp on her feet.
But once she remembered that Chu Yue’s family had sent her silver, she squashed down her anger and cast a glance at Chu Yue’s stomach. However, since it was winter, Chu Yue was dressed in quite a lot of clothes, so Grandmaster Jingmian was unable to tell whether or not she was pregnant.
It was impossible for Chu Yue to not have noticed her gaze. She quirked her eyebrows and asked, “Grandmaster, what are you looking at?”
“Female Patron, you are not dressed in thick layers. It is cold now, so you should take care to keep yourself warm.” This was all Grandmaster Jingmian could say.
“Then, I will have to thank you for your concern,” Chu Yue said.
She snorted. ‘You’re trying to see whether the monk has made me pregnant so that you can send a message to the prince’s family and get a reward, right?’
She ignored the nun and returned to her house.
Grandmaster Jingmian returned to her own house and immediately wrote a letter.
Very soon, the letter reached the secondary consort’s hands. The contents were naturally about how Chu Yue had returned from Longan Temple while looking as if she was sickeningly in love.
[It’s still too early, and she’s dressed in a lot of layers because it’s winter. I cannot see anything for the time being.] There was this paragraph in the letter, and Prince Qin’s secondary consort was incredibly pleased.