【Moonlight and Frosty Splendor】(11-12)

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Chapter Eleven
Su Ningshuang's illness had been improving, but when Yue'er came to visit the next day, she found that her mother's
illness had worsened again.
Yue'er couldn't help but cry for a while, taking care of her day and night for half a month before Su Ningshuang's illness
finally improved.
Although her illness improved, her body was far from fully recovered. Her once plump and radiant body was now much thinner,
and her face was very pale, making people feel heartbroken at just a glance.
Su Ningshuang originally planned to go to the Buddhist hall to chant scriptures every day, but Yue'er absolutely forbade it, forcing her mother
to recuperate in her own room, coming over every day to talk to her mother, and occasionally telling a few jokes to make her mother happy.
For several days in a row, Li Tianlin worked even harder at the shop, leaving early and returning late every day, eating out all the time
. He lost weight and developed dark circles under his eyes, which Yue'er found opportunities to mock him for several times.
That evening, Su Ningshuang was dragged to the living room by her daughter. Upon entering, she saw a table laden with dishes and couldn't
help but ask, "Yue'er, what's the occasion? Why are there so many dishes?"
Yue'er smiled and said, "Mother, you've recovered from your illness, shouldn't we celebrate? These are some dishes I
learned in my spare time these past few days. I specially invited you to try them today, I wonder if they suit your taste."
Su Ningshuang playfully flicked Yue'er's nose and laughed, "How
could a daughter's cooking for her mother not suit her taste?"
Yue'er giggled, helped her mother sit down, and said, "Wait a moment, I've already talked to my senior brother..." "Come back early
, he should be here soon."
Su Ningshuang's heart skipped a beat, but she said casually, "Tianlin has been working hard these past few days. What have you been busy with?"
Yue'er pouted, "Who knows what he's been busy with? He's never around, and
he even dared to be late for the celebration banquet to celebrate Mother's recovery. I'll punish him when he gets back."
Just then, a figure flashed at the door, and Li Tianlin walked in, wiping his sweat as he said, "Master's wife,
Yue'er, I'm back."
Yue'er's face lit up with joy, but then she put on a stern face and scolded, "Why are you late again? I've told you so many times, but you still can't remember."
As she spoke, she took a towel and handed it to Li Tianlin to wipe his sweat.
Su Ningshuang glanced at Li Tianlin, then lowered her head and took a sip of tea.
Li Tianlin smiled and said, "I finished checking the accounts this afternoon, but Manager Hou of Duobao Pavilion heard that my master's wife had just recovered from a serious illness, so
he specially brought a mutton-fat jade Guanyin statue from the Western Regions as a gift. I went to Funing Temple outside the city to ask
the abbot to consecrate it, so I came back a little late."
Funing Temple is far from Yuzhou City, and the roads are difficult to travel. Even on horseback, it would take two hours to make a round trip in an afternoon
. Thinking of how much effort Li Tianlin had put into this gift, even Su Ningshuang felt a warmth in her heart.
Yue'er excitedly called out, "Quickly, take it out! Quickly, take it out!"
Li Tianlin smiled and took out a wooden box. When he opened it, a white jade Guanyin statue was revealed. It was pure white and flawless.
The jade craftsmanship was very skillful. The image of Guanyin was lifelike, holding a jade vase in her hands, with peaceful eyes. It was indeed no ordinary piece.
Yue'er held the Guanyin statue and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly giggled and said, "Mother, this Guanyin looks just like you."
Granny Xu came forward and took a look, then smiled and said, "It really is. The eyebrows and eyes of this Guanyin are practically
carved to resemble your features."
Su Ningshuang smiled and said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva has countless forms, so what's so strange about her occasionally resembling one person
?"
Li Tianlin said, "That's not the case. This Guanyin statue was carved by a jade craftsman from the Western Regions, and it's exactly the same as my master's wife.
This means that Guanyin Bodhisattva also favors you and will surely bless you with good health, eternal youth, and all your wishes fulfilled."
Yue'er echoed, "That's right, that's right, this must be a manifestation of the Bodhisattva."
Su Ningshuang took the Guanyin statue and saw that it indeed looked very much like herself. She understood a little:
Tianlin must have secretly ordered someone to carve it, but lied to her that the jade craftsman had already carved it. However, this sentiment was rare
, so she didn't expose him and praised it a few times before instructing Granny Xu to take it into the Buddhist hall.
After exchanging a few words, they began to eat.
Yue'er invited her mother to sit in the seat of honor, then insisted that Granny Xu sit beside her. She and Li Tianlin then sat below her, poured
a full cup of wine, and rose to offer a toast, saying, "This cup of wine is to wish my mother a speedy recovery. May you enjoy good health and be free from illness and
worry."
Su Ningshuang smiled and drank the wine. At Yue'er's prompting, Li Tianlin also stood up to offer a toast, saying, "This disciple also toasts to
my master's wife for a speedy recovery, and wishes you eternal youth."
Su Ningshuang drank the wine, and Granny Xu, standing beside her, also stood up, saying, "This old woman will join in the fun, wishing Miss
eternal joy and freedom from worries."
After the three toasted, Yue'er then toasted Granny Xu, thanking her for caring for her mother these past few days. The group
chatted and laughed, eating and talking in a very harmonious atmosphere.
Su Ningshuang ate a few bites of food, then glanced unintentionally at the sweet and sour fish, but it was too far away to eat. Li
Tianlin had already stood up and diligently placed a piece of fish into Su Ningshuang's bowl.
Su Ningshuang's heart stirred, but she calmly placed the fish into Yue'er's bowl, saying, "Yue'er, you love fish the most,
try this fish and see how it tastes."
Yue'er smiled and put the fish back into Su Ningshuang's bowl, saying, "Mother, this was specially put here for you by my senior brother, hurry up
and eat it."
Su Ningshuang sighed and slowly ate the fish, then put down her chopsticks and said, "It just so happens that everyone in the family is here, I have something
to announce."
The three of them stopped eating and waited quietly for Su Ningshuang to speak.
Su Ningshuang said, "Yue'er, Tianlin, you two have been childhood sweethearts, and your feelings for each other are deep.
When your husband passed away, he betrothed Yue'er to Tianlin. I think you two can get married in a few days. What do you think?"
Yue'er's face instantly turned bright red with embarrassment. She lowered her head and said shyly with a coy laugh, "Mother, why are you suddenly bringing this
up? I... I don't want to get married yet."
Su Ningshuang smiled and said, "You're just saying one thing and meaning another. You've probably been looking forward to this day for a long time."
Yue'er lowered her head and didn't speak, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, extremely shy.
Li Tianlin immediately understood Su Ningshuang's meaning. He rose from his seat, knelt down, and said, "Master's wife bestows a marriage upon me,
and I am naturally willing. However, my master's body is not yet cold, and I am still in mourning. I dare not discuss marriage."
Seeing that Su Ningshuang was about to say something, Li Tianlin interrupted, "Although my master said that we need not be bound by strict etiquette
and observe three years of mourning when he passed away, how can I, as his disciple and daughter, do such an unfilial thing? The matter of marriage should be
discussed later. Please grant my request, Master's wife."
Su Ningshuang opened her mouth, but did not know what to say. Her original intention was for Li Tianlin and Yue'er to get married as soon as possible,
so as to end Li Tianlin's romantic feelings for her. However, Li Tianlin insisted on the word "filial piety" and resolutely refused to get married
. In the end, she could not force him.
Seeing her mother and senior brother's somewhat strained attitude, Yue'er quickly said with a smile, "Mother, senior brother is right.
Father has only been gone for a short time, how can I get married? Besides, I'm still young and want to stay by your side for a few
more years. I don't want to get married so early!"
Su Ningshuang forced a smile and said, "Since you're not in a hurry, I won't force you."
The matter was dropped, and the group continued eating.
Su Ningshuang was feeling melancholy, and her alcohol tolerance was too high. She drank a few more cups, and her head began to spin. Granny Xu, seeing this, quickly
helped Su Ningshuang back to her room to rest.
Su Ningshuang returned to her room, and Granny Xu helped her remove her outer garments. Lying on the bed, her head was spinning as if she were in a dream
. In her daze, she seemed to see her husband's figure sitting by the bed, holding her hand, silently watching her.
Su Ningshuang softly said, "Husband?"
Han Jianchen's figure paused for a moment, then leaned down and kissed her lips.
Suddenly, Su Ningshuang hugged Han Jianchen's head, greedily sucking on her husband's lips. Tears streamed down her face as she murmured
, "Husband, Shuang'er misses you so much, misses being loved by you so much..."
Her husband seemed to pause for a moment, gently kissing away Su Ningshuang's tears and stroking her soft back. "
Sleep well, I'll always be with you."
Su Ningshuang sobbed softly, lying in her husband's arms, slowly drifting off to sleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed when Su Ningshuang suddenly woke up, calling out, "Husband?"
But there was no one beside her.
"It really was a dream," Su Ningshuang murmured to herself. Even though the dream felt so real, even
with the lingering taste of her husband's lips on her own,
it was still just a dream. Su Ningshuang thought, a tear slowly rolling down her cheek.
The next few days passed peacefully. Su Ningshuang chanted scriptures in the Buddhist hall every day, Yue'er read and practiced calligraphy,
and Li Tianlin, no matter how busy he was, would always rush home for dinner in the evening. No matter how late it was, Su Ningshuang and Yue'er
would always wait for Li Tianlin to return so they could eat together. Although they weren't married, they were already like family.
Occasionally, Li Tianlin would bring back small gifts: silk, rouge, various pieces of jewelry—one for his wife
and one for Yue'er, which often made Yue'er tease him that he was almost becoming a woman, that his taste in things was better than a woman's.
Su Ningshuang would accept Li Tianlin's gifts with a smile, but sometimes, seeing the burning gaze in his eyes, she would always look
away. A young man's heart, even if he was infatuated with her for a time, it wouldn't last. Besides, Yue'er was his future
wife; the two of them were so close and loving, sooner or later he would realize his mistake.
Su Ningshuang thought to herself.
More than half a month later, the moon hung in the sky, its silvery light illuminating the earth.
In the Buddhist hall, Su Ningshuang sat on a prayer cushion, chanting scriptures softly. Her eyes were lowered, her demeanor quiet and gentle. She lightly twirled
a string of prayer beads in her hands. The silvery moonlight enveloped her, making every strand of her hair shimmer with a divine glow, radiating holiness.
She appeared to correspond with the white jade Guanyin statue on the opposite table, as if the Bodhisattva herself had descended to earth.
As evening fell, Su Ningshuang finished reciting the scriptures for the last time, stood up, and turned around. She saw a figure standing
behind her, gazing at her intently.
Su Ningshuang's heart skipped a beat, and her palms became damp with sweat. She said softly, "Tianlin,
why aren't you asleep so late?"
Li Tianlin was silent for a moment, then suddenly walked up to Su Ningshuang and took her hand. "Master's wife...
"
Su Ningshuang bit her lip and gently stroked Li Tianlin's head—
the child who used to play in front of her was now half a head taller than her—and said lovingly, "Go to sleep. If you stay up too late,
you won't be able to get up tomorrow and will miss your practice."
Li Tianlin's breathing quickened. He opened his arms and hugged Su Ningshuang tightly. "Master's wife, I missed you."
Su Ningshuang let Li Tianlin hold her in his arms, remaining still. After a while, she slowly said, "Tianlin,
it's impossible for us. I'm your master's wife, and after you marry Yue'er, I'll be your mother-in-law. You're still a child
, and it's inevitable that you sometimes lose control of your temper. Listen to me, go back now."
Li Tianlin said, "I know, master's wife. I know I shouldn't have improper thoughts about you, but I still
can't control myself. Master's wife, I love you, I love you as much as I love Yue'er. Every time I see you smile, I'm
happy, and every time I see you cry, my heart aches. When you're sick, I'd rather be the one who's sick in
bed. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it." After listening for a moment, her voice became firm: "Master's wife, I love you,
I want to be your man."
After a moment of silence, Su Ningshuang gently pushed Li Tianlin away, tilted her head slightly, smiled, but tears slowly flowed
down her face.
"Tianlin, do you really want your master's wife?" she said slowly, slowly reaching out to untie her belt, letting her
gauze dress slip to the ground, revealing her soft and beautiful body, which was only wearing a close-fitting undergarment, trembling slightly in the moonlight.
Su Ningshuang closed her eyes, straightened up, and said softly, "If you really want it, your master's wife can
give it to you now. Whatever you want to do to your master's wife, your master's wife will let you have your way tonight." Her voice gradually turned cold:
"But after tonight, our relationship will only be that of future mother-in-law and son-in-law. If you do anything to wrong Yue'er
, I will never forgive you."
Li Tianlin stood there stunned for a long time, speechless.
Su Ningshuang's heart pounded, her heart filled with bitterness and confusion. After a moment, a pair of strong...
Strong arms gently embraced her body, a sudden pang of sorrow washing over her. Bright
tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes, yet she stubbornly straightened her swaying body, remaining motionless.
A pair of hot lips gently licked the tear tracks on her face, then she draped the fallen gauze robe back
over herself.
"Master's wife, I'm sorry," Li Tianlin choked out, "You are my most respected master's wife, Yue'er's mother,
my mother-in-law. Forever...forever."
Su Ningshuang's body suddenly lost all strength, collapsing limply.
Just then, a burst of laughter came from outside the door: "Hehe, I never expected to see such
a lovesick couple."
Chapter Twelve
. Both of them were startled. Li Tianlin abruptly turned around, shielding Su Ningshuang behind him, and shouted, "Who goes there?"
A figure slowly walked in, speaking in a leisurely tone, "I heard as soon as I entered the city that Han Jianchen's wife
is as beautiful as a flower, virtuous and chaste. I originally wanted to see her for myself, but I didn't expect that she would be secretly hiding here having
an affair with her disciple. Han Jianchen, oh Han Jianchen, your grave is probably already covered in green grass by now."
The newcomer was dressed in a blue scholar's robe, holding a folding fan in his hand. His face was fairly handsome, and his demeanor was somewhat
dashing, but his eyes vaguely revealed a sinister glint.
Li Tianlin shouted, "Who goes there? What brings you to the Han residence in the dead of night?"
The man tapped his forehead with his fan and chuckled, "No need to shout. Everyone in the mansion is under the influence of my
sleeping potion. You won't be able to get any help even if you shout. I am known as the Flower-Walking Butterfly. Do you know Jade Butterfly?
He's my senior brother."
Li Tianlin and Su Ningshuang were both startled: Jade Butterfly was a notorious lecher, and Flower-Walking Butterfly was his junior brother, so he was certainly
no saint either. Li Tianlin instinctively stepped forward, blocking Su Ningshuang's path. Su Ningshuang's heart pounded, and
she bit her lip tightly, secretly resolving that if Tianlin was no match for her, she would immediately bite her tongue and commit suicide, determined not to give him
the chance to humiliate her.
Chuan Hua Die chuckled leisurely, "Don't be afraid. Young brother, as a disciple, you dare to set
your sights on your master's widowed wife. Impressive! We can be considered kindred spirits. You may continue whatever you wish to do; I merely wish
to observe from the sidelines. However, after you're finished, I'd like a share, which I'm sure you won't refuse. Or perhaps
Madam Han would be willing to share the pleasures of love with both of us, which would be even better."
Li Tianlin shouted, "Die!" He shifted his stance, using his waist to power his arm, and with a move called "
Phoenix Facing the Sun," he punched Chuan Hua Die in the temple.
Chuan Hua Die laughed, "Oh dear, young brother, are you planning to hog it all? That's not very nice." She dodged
Li Tianlin's fist by shifting her body, and pointed her folding fan at Li Tianlin's chest.
Li Tianlin dodged, transforming his fist into a claw, his five fingers forming a dragon's claw shape, and gripped the sandalwood
fan of the Flower-Piercing Butterfly. The two exchanged a few quick blows. The Flower-Piercing Butterfly was slightly surprised: she had heard that Han Jianchen's disciple disliked
martial arts and only loved studying, considering him a good-for-nothing. Now it seemed he possessed some skill. She immediately abandoned her playful attitude and took
the fight seriously.
Li Tianlin was inherently intelligent and had already mastered most of Han Jianchen's martial arts techniques. In the past few months,
he had also worked diligently, greatly increasing his skill. However, he lacked experience in actual combat. He was
struck several times by the opponent's folding fan, his body aching, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. As time passed, his skills gradually improved
, from initially only being able to defend to eventually being able to counterattack with a move or two.
After a few more moves, Butterfly, the Flower-Walking Butterfly, inwardly cursed herself for being too careless. She had thought she could
easily capture the beauty's body this time, but aside from a folding fan, she hadn't brought a single dagger or hidden weapon, hence all
the trouble. Thinking this, she used all her skills, her fan opening and closing, fluttering up and down, finally finding an opening and
striking Li Tianlin's vital point in the chest with a sharp blow. Li Tianlin swayed and fell to the ground.
Butterfly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself: "Luckily, this kid is inexperienced, otherwise he would have been really difficult to deal with."
Looking back at Su Ningshuang, whose face was deathly pale but whose beauty was truly rare, he was filled with lust. He
slowly approached her, laughing, "Madam Han, you must be impatient. Don't worry, tonight is a long night.
I will surely make you feel like you're in heaven. Hehe, don't think about committing suicide. I have rather unique tastes. Even
a dead person, with your beauty, I believe you can satisfy me."
Su Ningshuang swayed, her lips bleeding from being bitten, and she collapsed to the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Chuan Huadie was thrilled. He loved seeing women in despair before him. Now, victory was assured.
His opponent was like a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to resist. He imagined this beautiful woman being wantonly violated
, and felt a surge of heat throughout his body. Just as he was about to take a step, a pair of arms suddenly grabbed him from behind.
Li Tianlin's eyes were bloodshot. With a powerful thrust of his arms, he slammed Chuan Hua Die to the ground, raising his fists and shouting,
"Shameless villain! I will never allow you to lay a finger on my master's wife!"
Chuan Hua Die, having taken several punches, coughed up blood from her mouth and nose, her eyes bruised and blurry. Enraged
, she no longer cared about her composure. She flipped over, pinning Li Tianlin beneath her, tossing aside her folding fan, and grabbed
his neck with both hands: "You little brat, you dare to ambush me? I'll strangle you!"
Li Tianlin struggled a few times but couldn't break free. His eyes blazing with fury, he retaliated by grabbing Chuan Hua Die's neck as well.
The two wrestled, but Li Tianlin was no match for Chuan Hua Die. After a long stalemate, his breath weakened,
his arms gradually loosened, and his eyes glazed over.
Chuan Hua Die laughed loudly: "You little brat, let's see if you're still so arrogant!"
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head and immediately fainted.
Su Ning Shuang, holding a bronze incense burner, smashed it against the back of Chuan Hua Die's head, splattering blood. Seeing Chuan Huadie fall, Su
Ningshuang trembled all over. Half crying and half howling, she raised the incense burner and smashed it
down on the back of Chuan Huadie's head again and again until her skull shattered and blood and sweat splattered on the ground.
Su Ningshuang collapsed to the ground, her face streaked with tears. Suddenly, she crawled to Li Tianlin's side and saw him lying stiffly,
not breathing. Instantly, she felt a chill run through her heart.
"Tianlin!" Su Ningshuang cried, burying her face in Li Tianlin's chest. Long-suppressed emotions
surged forth like a flood.
"Tianlin, don't die. Your master's wife promises to be your woman, she'll agree to anything. Just live!"
Su Ningshuang mechanically pressed her hands against Li Tianlin's chest, tears streaming down her face, her heart filled with regret
. "Tianlin, don't die, don't die! Your master's wife, your master's wife loves you too!"
A violent cough rang out, and Li Tianlin opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Su Ningshuang's face streaked with tears, heartbroken. Li Tianlin instinctively raised
his hand to wipe away her tears.
"Master's wife, don't cry. Every time you cry, my heart aches."
Su Ningshuang's tears flowed uncontrollably. She leaned down and kissed him deeply on the lips, then buried her face in
Li Tianlin's chest, sobbing softly.
Li Tianlin forced a smile and gently stroked Su Ningshuang's back.
After an unknown amount of time, the crying gradually subsided. Su Ningshuang lay motionless on Li Tianlin's chest
.
"Master's wife..."
"Hmm."
"You just agreed to be my woman."
Su Ningshuang was flustered and didn't know what to do. Her body trembled, and she tried to get up, but Li Tianlin's
strong arms held her tightly, preventing her from moving. After struggling a couple of times, she finally gave up, burying her face in Li
Tianlin's chest again, closing her eyes, and listening to the beating of Li Tianlin's heart beside her ear.
"Then it's a promise, Master's wife will be my woman." Li Tianlin chuckled softly.
Something in her heart seemed to have shattered. Su Ningshuang's mind was blank, somewhat lost, somewhat helpless,
and also shy and... joy?
A hand slowly slid down and placed on Su Ningshuang's waist, gently stroking it.
Su Ningshuang blushed, moved the hand away, and raised her head, her shy face full of intoxicating red.
"Tianlin, your master's wife isn't ready yet. Give me some time, okay?"
Li Tianlin didn't answer, but instead kissed her deeply on her shy, pink face.

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