Mu Qianqian quickly searched her memory for the plot of the book she had read before.

However, the original novel does not include the scene where she accompanies Consort Shu to the temple.

According to the original plot, she was at the hunter's house at this moment, listening to the hunter's wife cursing and complaining that raising her was a complete waste of money.

Since she has already changed so many things.

Does this mean...?

It's all like the butterfly effect.

Others' fates will also change because of her transmigrating into this world.

Mu Qianqian wasn't quite sure.

The ritual inside the hall had already been completed.

Consort Shu opened her eyes but didn't see Mu Qianqian. She looked around anxiously and saw that Mu Qianqian was nestled in Lu Zhaofeng's arms, sucking her thumb. She breathed a sigh of relief.

“Master Wuyu, the ceremony is now complete, and it can be considered a success. I will be returning to the palace with the Seventh Princess this afternoon.” Consort Shu clasped her hands together and bowed.

"Amitabha," Master Wuyu returned the greeting.

He hadn't finished speaking.

A sudden gust of wind blew outside.

The bright sky was instantly shrouded in a layer of dark clouds, which gradually pressed down as if they were about to burst at any moment.

Thunder rumbled in the distance.

The wind blew the branches of the tree, causing them to sway in one direction and rustle.

"Your Highness, it looks like it's raining. You should go back to your meditation room and rest."

Before Master Wuyu could finish speaking, large raindrops began to fall from the sky.

"The rain is too heavy. Why don't we rest in the meditation room in the main hall for a while?" Wuyu suggested.

Consort Shu glanced towards the door.

The torrential rain had already blurred the view.

"Then I'll have to trouble Master Wuyu."

Consort Shu followed Master Wuyu to a very small meditation room in the main hall.

The meditation room was simply furnished, with just a bed and two chairs.

Although there weren't many people coming to the temple.

However, the meditation room was instantly filled to capacity.

Mu Qianqian was placed on the bed by Consort Shu.

She lay on the bed, staring intently at the scar on Master Wuyu's face.

It was only for a very short while.

Master Wuyu noticed this and turned away somewhat embarrassedly.

Consort Shu hurriedly picked up Mu Qianqian and tried to smooth things over: "The Seventh Princess has been staring at Master Wuyu, it seems they are destined to meet."

"Amitabha."

Consort Shu switched arms to hold Mu Qianqian and turned her head to one side.

Now that she is over three months pregnant, Consort Shu feels unbearable pain in her arms after holding her for a while.

Unfortunately, there's this Mu Qianqian.

It seemed like they were deliberately going against her.

Instead of understanding Consort Shu's meaning, she turned her head back to look at Master Wuyu.

Consort Shu: ...

Her expression instantly became somewhat complicated: "This child really does like Master Wuyu."

This moment.

Everyone could see it during the quarter.

Mu Qianqian wasn't actually staring at Master Wuyu the whole time; she was actually staring at the scar on his face.

But isn't she afraid at all?

Even if it's an adult.

Looking at the hideous marks on his face, one would feel a chill run down one's spine.

This little baby was not afraid at all; in fact, his eyes held a hint of curiosity.

Master Wuyu took her from Consort Shu's arms.

He took Mu Qianqian's hand and rubbed it against his scar.

The moment Mu Qianqian's fingertips touched Master Wuyu's scar.

Consort Shu couldn't help but gasp.

I was afraid she would burst into tears from fright.

On the contrary, Mu Qianqian and Consort Shu thought the exact opposite.

She gently stroked Master Wuyu's face a few times, and then she had her own idea.