Chapter 10.2 - Secret Pledge (2/2)

Translator: Superbulat

Song Mo rotated his eyes uneasily. He didn’t know why, but he felt that she was staring at him. Nothing happened after waiting for some time. Song Mo was just about to open his eyes when he felt two small hands were placed on his shoulders followed by something soft and warm on his lips.

S-she actually kissed him!

Song Mo was at a loss on what to do.

They had kissed before, but he was so overwhelmed by desire at the time that he couldn’t remember much other than the uncomfortable feeling down there. This time, however, was different. Her lips gently touched his, occasionally licking his lips with the tip of her tongue, which was so light and ticklish. He couldn’t help parting his lips to devour her and raising his arms to hug her tightly.

Tang Huan, on the other hand, got up before he touched her.

Song Mo opened his eyes in confusion.

Because she was leaning over to him just now, Tang Huan’s cheeks were flushed. She licked her lips, shyly but boldly asking him, “Song- dage , do you like it?” Shy because of her blushing and weak voice, and bold because of her lustrous eyes which were too bright, looking at him with a hint of provocation.

Song Mo was speechless.

Did he encounter a mountain fairy?

But he liked this fairy.

When he came back to his senses, she had already jumped to the ground. Song Mo panicked, reluctant to let her go, but she suddenly leaned into his ear and said, “Song- dage , hurry up and sleep. I’ll see you again tomorrow morning.”

After that, footsteps sounded. She really left this time.

Song Mo’s heart was full of sweetness, and his mind was full of the various scenes from their encounters. He couldn’t fall asleep for a while. There was only one thought in his mind, that was, wishing for time to go by faster so he could see her again soon.

Tang Huan didn’t share the same sentiments as Song Mo.

Her good mood disappeared after learning that Master Jingci had summoned her.

What did the old pious woman want to do again?

“Why did you return late today?” Master Jingci asked calmly with her eyes closed.

Tang Huan had already thought of an excuse. “Reporting to Master, I accidentally lost my machete when I went up the mountain, and then wasted some time searching for it. Master, please be assured that I will pay attention to never make such mistakes again.”

A fake smile tugged at Master Jingci’s lips. “You have been kneeling in the Buddha Hall for seven consecutive nights; what have you gained from it?”

“I am far too stupid to ‘gain’ anything, but I had understood one thing,” Tang Huan babbled, “Master seemed to be punishing me, but actually, you wanted to me to sharpen my mind by carrying water and chopping wood. I should not be lazy or give up easily…” Before she finished speaking, she felt a sharp gaze on her. She raised her head only to find that Master Jing Ci had opened her eyes and was staring at her coldly.

She panicked. What did she do this time to anger the old pious woman again? Was it necessary to get so mad at her? Although she had returned late, she brought back a lot of firewood. It was sufficient to use for cooking and boiling water the next day.

Tang Huan still appeared to be calm, but she didn’t know that Master Jingci hated this look on her face. “Minghui, I ordered you to kneel at the Buddha Hall and reflect on your mistakes, not to sleep there, and not to lie to others with these fancy words!”

“Master, I have been wronged…”

“Shut up! Last night, Mingjing saw with her own eyes when you laid twelve futons on the floor. How? Do you want me to summon her over to confront you? You unrepentant thing! Fine! From tonight onwards, you will kneel in my room. I will personally testify on your behalf so that no one can wrong you again!”

Ah! There had been a snitch!

A fat and ugly little nun appeared in her mind. Tang Huan was furious, but she couldn’t recall having any discord with Mingjing. Why did Mingjing sneak into the Buddha Hall in the middle of the night to check on her?

What sort of nuns were these!

Tang Huan had nowhere to vent her rage, and she couldn’t defy Master Jingci, so she had to kneel all night. She had wanted to lie down and rest several times, but it was as if Master Jingci had a pair of cat ears. Whenever she moved her legs, the old nun would turn over in her sleep, and fearing that Tang Huan didn’t notice, warned her with fake coughs.

By the end of the night, Tang Huan’s back was sore, and her legs had gone numb as if they didn’t belong to her anymore.

It was not yet dawn when Master Jingci rolled over, facing away from Tang Huan, and said, “Go. It’s time to carry water.”

Tang Huan staggered to her feet and left silently.

If Master Jingci had faced this side, she would have noticed the icy cold gaze cast on her by her disciple before she left, but unfortunately, she didn’t.

Tang Huan gritted her teeth and carried enough water to fill up a water tank before heading to Song Mo’s place to prepare breakfast for him.

She had to kneel all night without getting any sleep, so her face was ghastly pale, completely different from the pretty girl who blushed a lot the day before.

Song Mo worriedly held her hand and asked her what was wrong.

Tang Huan threw herself on his shoulder and burst into tears, blaming her kneeling punishment on Master Jingci’s refusal to let her leave the nunnery. “Song- dage , I can’t get married to you. I’m stuck in the nunnery for the rest of my life, and I won’t be able to have your children. Song- dage , what are we going to do in the future? Will you not want me anymore?”

Song Mo felt angry and bad for Tang Huan. “Don’t cry, don’t cry.” He patted her shoulder to comfort her. “Leave the matter of leaving the monastery order to me. I’ll figure something out. Besides, even if you’re unable to leave, you…you are still my wife. I will not abandon you!”

“Song- dage , after you recover, l-let’s get married, okay?” Tang Huan said, her eyes welling up with tears, “I w-want to be truly yours…”

Song Mo wanted to say it would be unfair for her, but as he watched her tears fall, he remained silent for a moment before nodding firmly, “Okay, when I get better, let’s get married. Don’t worry, I’ll treat you well.”

He had a solemn expression on his face. Tang Huan blinked and leaned shyly on his shoulder.

Song Mo was basically a done deal at this point. Now, how should she deal with that old nun?

Poison her? She didn’t have any poison with her.

Strangle her to death with a rope? There were too many people in the nunnery. It would be dangerous if anyone found out…

Tang Huan had been pondering on this all morning, so when she went into the mountain to chop wood, she didn’t even notice that someone was behind her. It wasn’t until the person rushed over to hug her that she completely regained her senses.

“Minghui, do you miss Liu- ge ?”

Qiao Liu hugged the little nun from behind, one hand around her waist, another lifting her chin, and whispered with a smile.

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