By now, the carriage had left the village and onto the paved road.
Finally receiving some peace, Chen Sanlang took a deep breath and a mouthful of tea before cursing: “Damnation. It’s as if the sky is falling every time a woman cries!”
He then thought of his own matter. He lifted the curtain and kindly smiled toward the other carriage. “Dear sister, are you feeling better now?”
Some time later, Chen Rong’s hoarse voice quietly replied: “Aye, much better… thank you.”
Chen Sanlang chuckled, but quickly frowned and said, “I got here too late and caused you to be locked up for many days.”
At this juncture, he hatefully cursed: “It was that lowly wench! Speaking nonsense to my mother using her silver tongue. But rest assured, dear sister, I won’t forgive her. After we return, you can beat her or kill her however you want!”
He had sounded so sincere and moving.
Chen Rong sneered. If she hadn’t heard the guards last night, she would also have thought that Lady Ruan only wanted to lock her up for a few days.
“I won’t let her off easy,” she gritted her teeth. Her voice was cutting and spiteful: “So that wench was the one to harm me? Third brother, I won’t forgive her!”
“Aye aye, don’t forgive her.”
Chen Sanlang laughed twice and then signaled his carriage to near Chen Rong’s.
He poked his head out, leaned toward Chen Rong’s carriage and concernedly said, “Ah Rong, the past few days have been hard on you. Go home, vent, and take a few days to rest. I have told the cook to make chicken soup and lamb stew to nourish you back to health.”
“Thank you, third brother.”
Chen Sanlang laughed.
He retracted his head, cast a glance at Chen Rong’s vague figure inside her carriage, and inwardly thought, No, it cannot be rushed. Lets broach that matter after she’s had a day to rest.
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The carriage arrived at the Chen estate.
It did not go to Chen Rong’s courtyard, but instead went directly to Chen Yuan’s.
Soon, it pulled to a stop.