Chapter 142 Secret (1)
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Ignoring the curious glances from others, Doukou looked happy and pointed to Jingmo with a smile: "With her temperament, if she hears anything sad in the future, she'll probably cry along with it."
白夫人也乐了，跟着说了好几句玩笑话，才放过打趣京墨。
京墨也跟着一块笑，心里却有点摸不着底。好在没一会儿，外头来了小厮嬷嬷，来禀报前些日子的各种事宜，众人这才散了去。
A few maids were still chatting and laughing in front, and Jingmo simply followed them, listening to their conversation while moving to the outer room.
However, she didn't stay in the outer room for long, as another servant came to say that someone was needed to supervise something, and everyone scattered.
After waiting for there to be no one outside, Jing Mo took this opportunity to return to her room, took out the poetry collection of Madam Bai, confirmed that it had not been touched by anyone, and then returned to the outer room of the main house.
里头的人禀报废了不少时间，又过了小半个时辰，京墨才见里头的人出来。
等估摸着里头没有外人了，她才悄不做声地重新出来。
The room was only attended by the cardamon and jade hairpin, Mrs. Bai's expression remained unchanged, but there was a low pressure in the air that could be faintly felt, even though everything seemed normal.
She was still debating whether she should enter at this moment, and the cardamon noticed her keenly.
\"Hmm? What are you still here for? Is there something else you need?\"
With this greeting, Jing Mo couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
With a stiff neck and under the slightly worried gaze of the jade hairpin, she took slow steps into the room.
Mrs. Bai seemed to have no interest in speaking, but was surprised when she saw Jing Mo.
"The servant has something to say to you, but it seems that now is not a suitable time."
Kyomo hesitated to answer and was about to excuse herself when she was stopped by Lady Bai.
"Just speak out, there's no one else in this room."
Oh no, I can't escape now.
这下没办法了，京墨只好慢吞吞地从怀里摸出来那本诗集，不知道该不该说点什么。
好在还不等京墨开口，白夫人先一步笑了出声。
“我还当是什么呢，原来是这件事。”
她一抬手，一旁的玉簪就颇有眼力价地上前接过京墨手里的诗集，转而递给白夫人。
“Are you here to talk about the letter sandwiched in between?”
Madam Bai casually opened the poetry collection, and with two slender jade fingers, she picked out the letter that was sandwiched inside. She glanced over the two pages where the letter was placed, and found it a bit amusing.
"You didn't even take a look?"
Now it was Jing Mo's turn to look a little silly. She touched her head and pointed at herself in a silly manner.
"Do I need to look?"
"Since I gave it to you in the middle, just take a look." Madame Bai laughed, "I'm not that silly. If it's something I really shouldn't show you, why would I bring it out?"
As she spoke, she casually unfolded the letter and read it line by line, her face occasionally breaking into a smile. By the time she reached the end, a hint of sadness had crept onto her face.
"Take a look."
她将信纸递过来，要京墨仔细看过。
原先只是粗略一扫，京墨便不敢再往下看，现在叫她仔细读了，才放心地看了起来。
She still remembers the content of this letter, which was probably written by Lady Bai as a love letter. Originally afraid to look carefully, now she realizes how wonderful Lady Bai's words were, one by one.
She felt increasingly uneasy as she read on. The letter was written by Madam Bai about her feelings for a poor scholar, but as she recalled, the master of the Bai mansion was a powerful figure. Every word and sentence seemed to be addressed not to Master Bai, but to someone else.
这要是流传出去，外头还不知道要怎么说呢。
京墨小心翼翼地抬头瞅了一眼白夫人，却正好撞进她满是笑意的眼睛中。
“行了，别紧张了。我既然敢给你看，那就说明没有什么问题。”
还不等得她收回去信纸，京墨就吓得连忙跪倒在地。
"Madam, this is not something I should be seeing. I will keep the secret and not tell anyone."
Madam Bai laughed: "Even if you did tell, no one would believe you. Since I dare to show you, I must have complete confidence. Take a close look at the handwriting of this letter."
京墨一愣，又接回信，重新仔细看。原先看的粗，只看了内容，这会儿仔细看，却发现不对劲来。
这字虽然相似，但仔细看过去却有很多不同。有些地方横撇竖捺的收笔笔风都是不样的，硬要说是一个人，旁人肯定不会相信的。
It was a bit strange that Lady Bai brought it up all of sudden. I was just about to say something when she directly answered the question.
"I wrote it all, there's no need to be nervous or curious, it's just a left hand and a right hand."
她轻轻笑了声，低下头看了看自己的左手，好半天才微微叹了口气。
“反正现在我左手写不了字了，就算有人想对比，也找不到对比的东西了。”
"Madam..."
"I am telling you this because I trust you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't say it."
If it were someone else, I would probably be moved to tears, but when Jingmo heard it, he only felt anxious.
"What do you think after reading this letter?"
Madame Bai didn't seem to have any thoughts and gestured for Jing Mo to speak.
"Just say whatever you're thinking, I just want to hear your inner thoughts."
Jingmo was stunned again: "Me? My thoughts?"
She bit her lip, unable to guess what Mrs. Bai was thinking, and after lying down for a while, she spoke with difficulty.
"I think you must love him very much, otherwise you wouldn't have written such a long letter with so much care."
I thought Mrs. Bai would not make a response, but she couldn't help but laugh.
"It's really no surprise that it's you. If it were someone else, they definitely wouldn't speak out their thoughts. Even if they did, it would be beating around the bush and playing Tai Chi with me. It's only you, this child, who is honest. It's really likable."
What does this mean? Did I say something good or bad?
Jing Mo bit her lip and her eyes were full of confusion.
"You're right, I really liked him back then. I would have gladly traded my life for his."
Every time Mrs. Bai talked about the past, there would be a strange light shining in her eyes, and this time was no exception, even her smile on her face seemed particularly brilliant.
"If he had tried a little harder, maybe we would have been a couple of immortals. It's a pity, sometimes fate is beyond our control, even I can't resist it."
白夫人也乐了，跟着说了好几句玩笑话，才放过打趣京墨。
京墨也跟着一块笑，心里却有点摸不着底。好在没一会儿，外头来了小厮嬷嬷，来禀报前些日子的各种事宜，众人这才散了去。
A few maids were still chatting and laughing in front, and Jingmo simply followed them, listening to their conversation while moving to the outer room.
However, she didn't stay in the outer room for long, as another servant came to say that someone was needed to supervise something, and everyone scattered.
After waiting for there to be no one outside, Jing Mo took this opportunity to return to her room, took out the poetry collection of Madam Bai, confirmed that it had not been touched by anyone, and then returned to the outer room of the main house.
里头的人禀报废了不少时间，又过了小半个时辰，京墨才见里头的人出来。
等估摸着里头没有外人了，她才悄不做声地重新出来。
The room was only attended by the cardamon and jade hairpin, Mrs. Bai's expression remained unchanged, but there was a low pressure in the air that could be faintly felt, even though everything seemed normal.
She was still debating whether she should enter at this moment, and the cardamon noticed her keenly.
\"Hmm? What are you still here for? Is there something else you need?\"
With this greeting, Jing Mo couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
With a stiff neck and under the slightly worried gaze of the jade hairpin, she took slow steps into the room.
Mrs. Bai seemed to have no interest in speaking, but was surprised when she saw Jing Mo.
"The servant has something to say to you, but it seems that now is not a suitable time."
Kyomo hesitated to answer and was about to excuse herself when she was stopped by Lady Bai.
"Just speak out, there's no one else in this room."
Oh no, I can't escape now.
这下没办法了，京墨只好慢吞吞地从怀里摸出来那本诗集，不知道该不该说点什么。
好在还不等京墨开口，白夫人先一步笑了出声。
“我还当是什么呢，原来是这件事。”
她一抬手，一旁的玉簪就颇有眼力价地上前接过京墨手里的诗集，转而递给白夫人。
“Are you here to talk about the letter sandwiched in between?”
Madam Bai casually opened the poetry collection, and with two slender jade fingers, she picked out the letter that was sandwiched inside. She glanced over the two pages where the letter was placed, and found it a bit amusing.
"You didn't even take a look?"
Now it was Jing Mo's turn to look a little silly. She touched her head and pointed at herself in a silly manner.
"Do I need to look?"
"Since I gave it to you in the middle, just take a look." Madame Bai laughed, "I'm not that silly. If it's something I really shouldn't show you, why would I bring it out?"
As she spoke, she casually unfolded the letter and read it line by line, her face occasionally breaking into a smile. By the time she reached the end, a hint of sadness had crept onto her face.
"Take a look."
她将信纸递过来，要京墨仔细看过。
原先只是粗略一扫，京墨便不敢再往下看，现在叫她仔细读了，才放心地看了起来。
She still remembers the content of this letter, which was probably written by Lady Bai as a love letter. Originally afraid to look carefully, now she realizes how wonderful Lady Bai's words were, one by one.
She felt increasingly uneasy as she read on. The letter was written by Madam Bai about her feelings for a poor scholar, but as she recalled, the master of the Bai mansion was a powerful figure. Every word and sentence seemed to be addressed not to Master Bai, but to someone else.
这要是流传出去，外头还不知道要怎么说呢。
京墨小心翼翼地抬头瞅了一眼白夫人，却正好撞进她满是笑意的眼睛中。
“行了，别紧张了。我既然敢给你看，那就说明没有什么问题。”
还不等得她收回去信纸，京墨就吓得连忙跪倒在地。
"Madam, this is not something I should be seeing. I will keep the secret and not tell anyone."
Madam Bai laughed: "Even if you did tell, no one would believe you. Since I dare to show you, I must have complete confidence. Take a close look at the handwriting of this letter."
京墨一愣，又接回信，重新仔细看。原先看的粗，只看了内容，这会儿仔细看，却发现不对劲来。
这字虽然相似，但仔细看过去却有很多不同。有些地方横撇竖捺的收笔笔风都是不样的，硬要说是一个人，旁人肯定不会相信的。
It was a bit strange that Lady Bai brought it up all of sudden. I was just about to say something when she directly answered the question.
"I wrote it all, there's no need to be nervous or curious, it's just a left hand and a right hand."
她轻轻笑了声，低下头看了看自己的左手，好半天才微微叹了口气。
“反正现在我左手写不了字了，就算有人想对比，也找不到对比的东西了。”
"Madam..."
"I am telling you this because I trust you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't say it."
If it were someone else, I would probably be moved to tears, but when Jingmo heard it, he only felt anxious.
"What do you think after reading this letter?"
Madame Bai didn't seem to have any thoughts and gestured for Jing Mo to speak.
"Just say whatever you're thinking, I just want to hear your inner thoughts."
Jingmo was stunned again: "Me? My thoughts?"
She bit her lip, unable to guess what Mrs. Bai was thinking, and after lying down for a while, she spoke with difficulty.
"I think you must love him very much, otherwise you wouldn't have written such a long letter with so much care."
I thought Mrs. Bai would not make a response, but she couldn't help but laugh.
"It's really no surprise that it's you. If it were someone else, they definitely wouldn't speak out their thoughts. Even if they did, it would be beating around the bush and playing Tai Chi with me. It's only you, this child, who is honest. It's really likable."
What does this mean? Did I say something good or bad?
Jing Mo bit her lip and her eyes were full of confusion.
"You're right, I really liked him back then. I would have gladly traded my life for his."
Every time Mrs. Bai talked about the past, there would be a strange light shining in her eyes, and this time was no exception, even her smile on her face seemed particularly brilliant.
"If he had tried a little harder, maybe we would have been a couple of immortals. It's a pity, sometimes fate is beyond our control, even I can't resist it."