Perhaps because there were few people at the mosque, the abbot seemed to have opened a floodgate of conversation, enthusiastically introducing the place to the two of them.

Su Wanyan always felt that everyone was busy, but this abbot seemed to have a lot of free time.

There are so many places, you definitely can't visit them all in one day.

Just as the abbot was about to lead them to the martial arts arena, Su Wanyan finally couldn't help but speak up: "Abbot, would it be alright if I could have a moment alone with the prince?"

Upon hearing Su Wanyan's words, the abbot suddenly realized his mistake and smiled apologetically, saying, "It was my rudeness. In that case, I shall take my leave."

Su Wanyan lowered her eyes slightly.

Once the abbot left, Su Wanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief; she was exhausted.

This abbot was like an old man with no one to talk to.

The next second, Yu Nanqing's hand was on her shoulder, gently massaging it: "Tired?"

Aren't you tired?

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips and remained silent, showing no signs of fatigue.

“There’s a temple up ahead.” Yu Nanqing took Su Wanyan’s hand. “Let’s go sit down for a while.”

"Okay." I was just worried about not having a place to rest.

When we arrived at the destination, we looked up and saw the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon.

Su Wanyan smiled: "What a coincidence."

They said they weren't going to the Temple of the Matchmaker when they came, but they still ended up going there anyway.

Yu Nanqing pulled Su Wanyan to leave, saying, "I just saw a pavilion not far away."

Su Wanyan quickly grabbed him: "No, since you're here, let's go in and take a look."

"..."

In the end, he gave in to Su Wanyan's wishes, only coming to take a look and not making any promises.

Upon entering the temple gate, one is greeted by a large "marriage tree," covered with plaques for those seeking marriage.

Su Wanyan pulled Yu Nanqing inside and saw a monk sitting in the temple hall. Behind him was a small room with blank marriage plaques hanging inside.

Upon seeing Su Wanyan and Yu Nanqing, the monk stood up and performed a Buddhist salute: "Does the benefactor wish to seek a marriage?"

Su Wanyan smiled and waved her hand: "We don't ask for anything, we just want to come in and sit down."

"Yes, please go ahead, benefactor."

“We’re not asking for anything, but…” She turned to look at Qiuye and Huangye, “you can give it a try.”

Tanaka and Kobu are both married, so only Akiba and Yoruba are left to mess with.

Qiu Ye and Huang Ye shook their heads repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please don't joke with us."

"I'm not kidding, I'll pay for the incense money, please don't be shy."

Qiu Ye and Huang Ye continued to shake their heads. What did they need marriage for? Serving in the Prince's mansion was so good, and Su Wanyan treated them so well. If they could, they would follow the Empress for the rest of their lives.

"Well, we're already here, it feels like something's missing if we don't hang one up, it's a real shame." He said this, but in the end, he didn't force them.

After hearing this, Yu Nanqing hesitated for a long time before asking, "Shall I hang one for Yan'er?"

"Are you planning to have an affair?"

"..." Yu Nanqing's face darkened: "I didn't!"

He frowned, as if angry, his face turning red: "Yan'er can hang it if she wants, but it has to be empty."

An empty sign, no wishes made.

"Pfft." Yu Nanqing denied it hastily, and Su Wanyan laughed out loud: "What's the point of that? I won't hang it up, you hang one up for me."

She thought throwing the sign into the tree was a bit childish, but she was tempted to try it out, though she'd only do it if nobody saw her.

Since they were all there, Su Wanyan didn't want to embarrass herself, so she encouraged them to hang up the marriage plaques.

The marriage plaques are made of wood, but the knots tied to them are different. Seeing Su Wanyan's enthusiasm, he didn't hold a grudge against her after all.

Or rather, how could he possibly hold a grudge against Su Wanyan?

He never will.

Yu Nanqing slowly reached out and picked up a wooden plaque with a butterfly-shaped knot, asking, "How about this one?"

Su Wanyan nodded: "Okay, this is it."

Yu Nanqing smiled as he looked at the marriage token in his hand, a hint of tenderness suddenly appearing in his eyes. He said to Su Wanyan, "Yan'er, why don't you rest for a while over there?"

Su Wanyan blinked, and it took her a while to realize: "You want to make a wish?"

"Um."

Su Wanyan looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you have me? Why are you making a wish?"

What other wishes can be made under the marriage tree besides wishing for marriage?

If she won't allow it, what can he allow?

"Ahem." Yu Nanqing's ears turned slightly red, and she coughed lightly with her hands tucked around her mouth without saying anything.

Seeing this, Su Wanyan didn't hesitate: "Alright, I'll sit there and wait for you."

She pointed to the benches in the corridor.

"Keep your eyes on me." Yu Nanqing's voice was gentle and deep, with a hint of coquettish command in her tone.

Su Wanyan waved her hand with amusement: "Okay, okay, I'm watching."

Seeking a marriage partner is simple: write down the birth dates and times of both partners on a marriage plaque, sincerely pray to the Old Man Under the Moon (the god of marriage), and then hang it on a marriage tree; that will bring you a successful marriage.

Yu Nanqing picked up a pen and wrote something on the marriage plaque, then made a sincere wish in front of the Old Man Under the Moon, and finally tossed it onto the tree, where it hung steadily.

Su Wanyan sat on the chair, her chin resting on her hand, her beautiful lips slightly upturned. The man in front of her was handsome and tall, his python robe fluttering in the wind. Every movement seemed to be deliberately designed to seduce her, and her clear eyes never left him for a moment.

Only when Yu Nanqing's figure came into view did she calm down: "Your hand is really steady."

Yu Nanqing suddenly handed over an empty sign.

Su Wanyan asked curiously, "Why? I'm not playing."

"Mm." Yu Nanqing smiled and took it back. "I'll take it back and keep it."

From now on, whenever he sees this marriage plaque, he will remember the time he spent with Su Wanyan today.

Su Wanyan smiled and patted the seat next to her: "Sit down and let me lean on you."

Yu Nanqing hurriedly sat down, and Su Wanyan leaned her head against his arm. He had a faint sandalwood scent on him, which Su Wanyan found very pleasant, even though he had smelled of medicine just a while ago.

She let out a satisfied and comfortable sigh, and closed her eyes contentedly.

Yu Nanqing stood upright, not daring to move. Looking down, he saw that Su Wanyan had already closed her eyes, and asked cautiously in a soft voice, "Are you sleepy?"

Yu Nanqing's voice is even very pleasant, especially when she speaks so gently and softly. How should I put it? Yes, it's like a piece of jade.

Her smile is like jade, and her voice is like jade too—warm and smooth, like mutton-fat white jade, the kind that warms when held in your hand.

Su Wanyan closed her eyes, then suddenly took his hand, her smile widening.

"Yan'er?" Yu Nanqing was puzzled, but upon closer inspection of Su Wanyan, she seemed quite happy.

What happened that made her happy?

Is it because he has a marriage matchmaking sign hanging up?

Since Yan'er likes it so much, why doesn't he go and hang another one?

Just as she was thinking seriously, Su Wanyan suddenly called out, "Yu Nanqing."

The voice was pleasant and languid.

Yu Nanqing quickly responded, "Yan'er?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Um."

Su Wanyan suddenly opened her eyes and looked up: "Do you usually fart?"

"..." Yu Nanqing was speechless.