"So, she's willing to risk the entire Hittara clan's reputation just to give me some leverage over having an affair?"

Inside the carriage, Xiu Ning listened incredulously to the retelling brought back by the system in her head. She felt that this smuggler was really not very smart, choosing such a bad trick that would hurt the enemy a thousand while hurting himself eight hundred. The key point was that Aunt Qin had a young daughter, and he didn't even care about his own sister.

"Host, that down-on-his-luck scholar is already waiting at the temple. Be careful."

Xiu Ning rolled her eyes speechlessly. "Ha, the trope of talented scholars and beautiful women is so outdated."

However, since the other party has chosen such a good person after much deliberation, wouldn't it be a waste not to use her? So let's leave her to her own devices.

Xiuning planned to go with the flow and return to where she came from, but Ruojin, sitting in the carriage behind, had no idea that she was happily dreaming of replacing the legitimate daughter in the palace, giving birth to a son, and becoming the Empress Dowager.

"Second Princess, what's wrong?"

The maid Chun Tao looked at her master, who couldn't stop laughing, and seemed a little scared.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, I just miss my aunt."

Ruo Jin hastily made up an excuse, and then, without forgetting to lift the curtain and look out of the car, she felt even more curious about the antique streets and crowds in her previous life, when she saw them.

Is this ancient times? Has she really come to the world of Master Kang? Could she be the chosen heroine in the novel, living a sweet and loving life with Master Kang, having a son and becoming the Empress Dowager?

For the past six months or so, Ruojin, whose mind was filled with all sorts of wonderful life, had no idea that what was about to happen would give her a harsh blow from reality, and at the same time make her realize the difference between novels and reality.

The carriage traveled along bustling streets and smooth official roads before stopping at the entrance of a temple, a place teeming with people.

Fucha got out of the car, and Xiuning, who was behind her, jumped down after her, holding Chunyu's hand.

Those who could go out with Lady Fucha were all female members of the household. Excluding concubines without status and young children, today only Xiuning, several half-sisters, Aunt Qin, and Aunt Fang came out with Lady Fucha.

"Come in once everyone is here. This is a sacred Buddhist temple; no noise is allowed."

He turned and warned the people around him, then nodded to Lady Fucha and went inside first.

Seeing this, Xiu Ning quickly followed, with Chun Yu attending to her from the side.

There are only a few reasons to visit a Buddhist temple. After the group finished their worship in the front hall, they turned around and led their people to the back rooms to rest.

Because everyone was staying for a vegetarian meal before leaving, the time before lunch was free for everyone to move around freely.

Xiuning sat on a chair in the side room, wanting to see when her younger sister would break down, but unexpectedly, the other woman came over as soon as she had rested.

"Big sister, I've heard that the bamboo forest behind Anhua Temple is very quiet and elegant. Why don't we go and take a look together?"

As Ruojin spoke, she tried her best to show a longing expression, but in reality, the anxiety in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Xiu Ning wanted to cover her head when she saw this. Is this the level of a high school student? It's really surprising.

"Perfect timing, I was also planning to go out for a walk, let's go take a look together."

Xiuning stood up and gestured for Ruojin, who was already beaming with joy, to quickly lead the way.

The other concubine's daughters beside her looked at each other, somewhat at a loss.

"You all stay in your rooms and rest. I'll be right back."

Not wanting to frighten her younger sisters, Xiuning reassured them as she left the room.

The people in the room nodded in agreement, but Ruojin, who had spoken first, scoffed at Xiuning's naiveté. Once they returned this time, Xiuning would have the status of a legitimate daughter. If she didn't still have some sense, she would have wanted to kill Fucha and make her own mother the principal wife. Well, one can only say that ignorance is bliss.

The two, each accompanied by their maids, walked along the path towards the back of the mountain.

The path was rugged, and the surrounding area was desolate.

The back mountain of Anhua Temple is really secluded. Not only is it deserted, but it is also overgrown with weeds. Even Ruojin, who was leading the way, went from being full of confidence at the beginning to being trembling with fear now.

Fortunately, Ruojin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the hanging strip of cloth. Then, her eyes darted around and she fell down, clutching her really injured ankle and groaning in pain.

Xiu Ning, who watched the whole thing, thought Ruo Jin was really dedicated. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. She went to great lengths to get herself involved just to frame Ruo Jin. In a way, she was quite shrewd.

Ruojin stepped forward to offer a few words of comfort, then suggested that she needed to go back first.

Xiuning nodded, watching Ruojin limp away, then couldn't help but complain to Chunyu beside her, "It's so fake."