The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 113: Resentment(1)_1

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Resentment(1)_1

The whispers among the surrounding pilgrims began to grow louder, and the bolder ones even dared to steal glances at the high-ranking Consort Gao as they gossiped.

"Master Si, your majesty has indeed shown you great respect today," The nonchalant attitude of Si Jinhan irritated Consort Gao, fueling her anger. "I have said before that I had no prior knowledge of the girl. Now, knowing that she is affiliated with the third young master, why would I bother her again?"

"I hope so," Si Jinhan was unequivocal towards her appeasement yet seemingly uninterested.

"Compassion is a basic requirement for Buddhist worship, Being able to grasp the essence of Buddhism, the Consort, may also come to more realizations upon returning to the Residence," Si Jinhan spoke with sarcasm as he looked at her. "However, I believe that thinking and doing are two different things. The Consort might as well take some time to reflect upon returning."

Fury loomed over Consort Gao’s face, forming a deep shade of red.

Having finished speaking, Si Jinhan chuckled and started walking up the mountain.

"Your Highness," a terrified maid approached for instruction. The remaining maids, elderly women, and guards also looked unpleasant. With the judgmental whispers of the pilgrims, they were feeling rather uncomfortable.

A place like Ding’an Temple was absolutely not their playground.

"Once the medication is applied, it will start to get better in about an hour." Master Hui Zhen gave Lin Ziyin a jar of white ointment when they returned to the temple, instructing her to apply it to her face.

As tears streamed down her face, Madame Zhang helped Lin Ziyin apply the ointment, "Young lady, you have suffered a great deal today."

"Alas, it’s all because I was useless. I couldn’t help when you were beaten," Lou Zheng admitted his distraught. After they dispersed earlier, Lou Zheng and his wife were able to witness the entire conflict between Lin Ziyin and Consort Gao due to their advantageous position. However, out of fear, they did not intervene; instead, they went up the mountain to seek help from the monks.

"Uncle, you shouldn’t blame yourself," Lin Ziyin finally broke her silence. "In that kind of situation, even if you had stepped in, you would have been beaten as well. Asking the monks for help was the right thing to do. If you didn’t ask the monks to step in when you did, I might not have survived."

Lin Ziyin profoundly expressed her gratitude for this gesture.

"Your brother and Dayou entrusted you to me. I failed to protect you, and even if you don’t blame me, my conscience won’t rest," Lou Zheng confessed, feeling embarrassed.

"Really, it has nothing to do with you. It’s the Lin Family who has brought this trouble," Lin Ziyin let out a bitter smile and then looked around at the concerned monks, "Apologies, but because of the conflict, I broke a container. I don’t know If I have brought enough food for the monks?"

"Amitabha," Master Hui Zhen clasped his hands and bowed in gratitude, "Benefactor, despite facing hardship, you still thought of the monks at the temple. I express my deepest gratitude here."

"Is this a new product?" Monk Wufa asked with curiosity, "The master has worked hard."

"Yes, they’re new, I came here today to prepare new dishes for the masters," replied Lin Ziyin.

"Given the nature of your injuries, please refrain from cooking for today," Master Hui Zhen insisted with a stern face. Despite being a monk, he held a heart full of chivalry. His dealings were unconventional. After numerous encounters with Lin Ziyin, he had developed a great fondness towards her and certainly did not wish to see her being mistreated.

If it weren’t for the unique relationship between Prince Ling and the temple, what he showed to Consort Gao earlier would have been much more than just an angry expression.

"The master’s ointment works wonders. Besides, it’s just a facial injury, it won’t affect my cooking," Lin Ziyin replied with a faint smile. She had a hidden agenda. Today’s confrontation with Consort Gao had raised her alarm. The Lin Family alone now held the craftsmanship secrets of both bean products and deep-fried vegetable oil, attracting the attention of many in secret.

The Lin Family, being of humble origin, could not contend with the powerful.