Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 1886: Buddha and Bodhisattva Are All Watching Chapter 1886: Buddha and Bodhisattva Are All Watching Editor: Henyee Translations Fan Ruyin struggled to maintain her composure, her heart in turmoil.

Despite two days passing, the memory of the stinging slaps still haunted her.

She had to plaster on layers of makeup to conceal the bruises on her face, and the lingering pain served as a constant reminder of her mission.

But they couldn’t afford to overlook Qiao Xuan.

Were those individuals still around?

How could they apprehend Qiao Xuan?

The uncertainty gnawed at her, every moment agonizing.

Unable to bear it any longer, Fan Ruyin resolved to take action.

After some contemplation, she devised a plan.

First, she persuaded Second Sister-in-law to return to the rest area under the pretense of fetching tea leaves and tea sets.

Then, she ventured to the renowned bonsai garden within the intermediate section of Qingsong Monastery to make preparations.

Subsequently, she invited Madam Shao to join her in making tea.

Second Mrs.

Fan found the idea agreeable and promptly departed.

In a stroke of luck, Fan Ruyin “accidentally” collided with First Madam Fan once more.

Although she narrowly avoided hitting a pillar, her hair was left askew from the impact.

Maintaining the image of a dignified mistress of the household was paramount, and having her hair askew was undignified.

First Madam Fan felt a flush of embarrassment as she apologized to Qiao Xuan and promptly excused herself to tidy her hair.

With the departure of the two Mrs.

Fan, before Fan Ruyin could speak, Qiao Xuan cast a glance at the Fan family’s young ladies and kindly reassured them, “Go and enjoy yourselves, don’t worry.” The young Misses of the Fan family, already eager to explore, breathed a collective sigh of relief and quickly departed with their maidservants.

Now, only Qiao Xuan, Mianmian, Fan Ruyin, and her maids remained.

Qiao Xuan flashed a smile at Fan Ruyin.

Under Qiao Xuan’s gaze, Fan Ruyin felt a twinge of panic.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that Qiao Xuan had sensed something, but upon reflection, she dismissed it as paranoia.

Surely, if Qiao Xuan truly suspected her, she wouldn’t have agreed to come to Qingsong Monastery in the first place.

Suppressing her unease, Fan Ruyin smiled and invited Qiao Xuan to continue their activities.

Qiao Xuan happily agreed.

Led by Fan Ruyin, Qiao Xuan followed to a secluded spot.

Fan Ruyin couldn’t contain her excitement.

She discreetly scanned the surroundings, wondering where the bandits might be lurking and when they would emerge to seize Qiao Xuan.

Lost in her thoughts, Fan Ruyin inadvertently stepped on the corner of her skirt, nearly tumbling.

Fortunately, Pinglan reacted swiftly, rushing to her aid and preventing a fall.

Fan Ruyin let out a startled cry, her complexion draining of color as she pressed a hand to her chest to steady her racing heart.

Observing her distress, Qiao Xuan offered a sympathetic gaze and inquired with genuine concern, “You seem preoccupied and uneasy ever since we arrived at Qingsong Monastery.

Is something troubling you?” Fan Ruyin’s heart, which had just begun to settle, leaped once more in terror.

“N-no, no!

You must be mistaken…” “I’m glad to hear that,” Qiao Xuan replied with a warm smile.

“Remember, this is a temple, and the Buddha and Bodhisattva are watching over us.

If you encounter any difficulties, sincerely seek their guidance and assistance.” Fan Ruyin’s expression darkened further.

“Ah, thank you for the reminder, Madam Shao…” Despite her tumultuous thoughts, Fan Ruyin understood her own intentions.

She knew that the blessings of the Buddha and Bodhisattva were unlikely to be bestowed upon her endeavors.