Chapter 50 Stumbling into His Embrace-Após três anos de viúvula, toda a Mansão do Marquês se ajoelha e implora meu perdão.(pensar dinheiro pensar grosso)

Hearing these words, Caiping and Wang Mu instantly grew tense.

Chu Xi, however, remained calm as she looked at them and said softly, "Nothing will happen, don't worry." With that, she took a deep breath and stepped outside.

Caiping and Wang Mu followed closely behind her.

Frowning, Chu Xi kept her head down and walked quickly. Unexpectedly, not paying attention at a corner, she bumped straight into someone's chest.

"Ah?" she couldn't help crying out in surprise, then quickly raised her head to look.

She saw a man with sword-like brows and starry eyes gazing back at her. A cold yet gentle voice drifted over: "Young lady, did you get hurt from the collision?"

Behind her, Caiping and Wang Mu immediately stepped forward. "Miss, are you alright?"

Chu Xi looked at the tall figure before her, dressed entirely in coarse cloth. Although rustic, the rough fabric had been washed until it was somewhat pale, casting a faint sheen in the sunlight.

The man possessed a slender, scholarly build that carried an unexpected hint of noble elegance. Had it not been for his attire and the large chunk of pork he was holding, Chu Xi would have thought she had collided with some young master of a noble household.

After lingering on him for a brief moment, Chu Xi paused slightly, a trace of an indiscernible emotion flashing deep within her eyes.

However, she quickly regained her senses and shook her head without hesitation, saying, "I'm fine." Her voice was very soft, yet imbued with a quiet firmness.

With that, Chu Xi lifted her feet and continued walking toward the front hall. Her pace was somewhat hurried, each step carrying an unquestionable determination. Her skirt swayed gently with her movements, resembling a flower blooming in the cold winter wind.

Seeing this, the man involuntarily turned his head to watch her hurried retreating figure.

A pair of starry eyes, as bright as the stars twinkling in the night sky, locked firmly onto Chu Xi. His gaze held a sense of curiosity and an inexpressible concern, following her all the way as she gradually receded until her figure completely vanished in the direction of the front hall.

The three of them arrived at the front hall of the General's Mansion, only to find that Magistrate Hu of the Court of Judicial Review was already seated there, with his subordinates and Steward Zhao standing to one side.

Chu Xi stepped forward and bowed in greeting, "This humble commoner Chu Xi pays respects to Your Honor."

The two preceding identities mentioned by Magistrate Hu—the eldest daughter of Marquis Chu and the widow of the Protector of the State—pierced into Chu Xi's heart like sharp thorns.

Her inner self struggled and resisted; it was a contradictory emotion springing from the depths of her soul. She knew all too well what these two identities signified—a helpless existence, complex labels forcibly imposed upon her by fate.

Yet, despite harboring a thousand reluctance to acknowledge them, she ultimately lowered her head.

A moment later, she spoke in a tone that was exceptionally calm yet laden with helplessness, softly replying, "That is indeed this humble commoner." Though soft, her voice seemed to bear the weight of a thousand jun, pressing upon her heart with a dull ache.

Zhao Cheng respectfully chimed in from the side, "Magistrate Hu, word has just come that the Old Madam's condition has taken a turn for the better, and she is now able to sit up halfway."

Upon hearing this, Magistrate Hu nodded, "Very well, then let us go and take a look."

Chu Xi's previously heavy mood instantly brightened because of this good news. Firstly, Granny Mo was out of danger, and secondly, she would undoubtedly be able to prove her innocence.

With this thought, she walked with a brisk step, following Magistrate Hu and Zhao Cheng toward Old Madam Mo's chambers.

Unexpectedly, at another corner, she once again encountered the man she had collided with earlier. He was carrying half a side of pork into the kitchen.

So it turned out he was delivering meat to the General's Mansion.

As the two passed by each other, both could not help but turn their heads to look back. One pair of starry eyes and one pair of almond-shaped eyes met once more in a mutual gaze.