Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress novel Chapter 1540

Chapter 1540: Chapter 1535: Infighting

Bai Jintong sighed. The spies she had painstakingly placed beside the Empress Dowager of Yan with significant effort and silver coins were now uncertain whether they were dead or alive.

As the carriage swayed and meandered into the famous alleys of Nanchang, a shivering figure hidden in the shadows caught sight of the lantern with the character ’Cui’ on the carriage and immediately rushed out.

But before getting close, the accompanying guards drew their swords to block the way... 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Startled, Meng Zhaorong’s face turned pale under her hood.

She watched as the carriage carrying snow seeds was about to pass by her, widened her eyes, disregarded the glinting blades before her, and softly called out: "Gongxing! Gongxing! Gongxing, it’s me! Gongxing... I’m Zhaorong!"

The Meng family had already fallen, and Mrs. Meng had paid a great price to ensure her escape, instructing her to forget she was the daughter of Minister Meng and to live under an assumed name for the rest of her life. Otherwise, she would end up in the Imperial Music Bureau with Mrs. Meng and them, and her life would be over.

On the night Meng Zhaorong was sent away, Mrs. Meng dressed a close maid in Zhaorong’s clothes, strangled her in the cell, and after watching the remaining women of the Meng family hang themselves, she too departed this life.

Terrified, Meng Zhaorong was heartbroken upon hearing news of her mother’s suicide, unsure of where to go... She could only think of Cui Fengnian, who had once helped her at all costs and sought his protection.

Inside the carriage, Bai Jintong heard Meng Zhaorong’s suppressed voice, unable to shout loudly. She opened her eyes but did not stop the carriage. Instead, she lightly brushed the curtain aside with her fingers, glimpsed Meng Zhaorong attempting to chase the carriage but fearing the guards, then quietly let the curtain fall, pretending not to have heard, gently clutching the hand warmer intricately engraved with plum blossoms in her hand.

Bai Jinzhi didn’t consider herself heartless, but even if benevolence... one must not use it in the wrong place.

Watching the Cui family’s carriage move further away, Meng Zhaorong still tried to pursue, only to hear the guards sternly reprimand: "Miss, if you continue to pester us, we will have no choice but to take you to the authorities!"

Upon hearing the word ’authorities,’ Meng Zhaorong’s expression was more frightened than seeing a ghost, and she staggered as she turned and ran.

Bai Jinxiu returned to the Cui Mansion by carriage and got out to find Danzhi and a close maid waiting at the main gate, smiling as they greeted him.

"Husband is back..." Danzhi’s voice was soft and pleasant. She handed the hand warmer to the maid, took the oiled paper umbrella from her, lifted her skirt with one hand, and held the umbrella in the other, welcoming Bai Jinxiu as he descended from the carriage.

The Cui Mansion’s entrance was adorned with lanterns hung for the new year, casting a festive red glow. Danzhi wore her hair in a simple bun and was dressed in a pomegranate-red gold-threaded jacket, which appeared ordinary but was accented with lustrous pearls at the fastenings, matching the earrings by her ears, resembling the wives of high-ranking officials.

"Didn’t I say I’d be back late tonight and that you should rest early..." Bai Jinxiu took the umbrella from Danzhi, covering her with his own cloak, perfectly embodying the affectionate rich husband caring for his concubine.

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