Quing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Pet

What is the feeling of transmigrating into a novel you wrote yourself?

Yin Qingyi: It's hard to put into words.

What is the experience of transmigrating into a cannon fodder charact...

Chapter 132 Peach Grove

"This servant thanks Your Highness for the reward!" Qiuju outside said loudly.

Yi's hand froze in mid-air, feeling like she was about to split apart as she listened to Qiuju's gratitude. That was food she had eaten! But that wasn't the point! The point was, it didn't taste good! Giving Qiuju something that didn't taste good? That was truly...

"What's wrong?" Yinzhen turned to look at Yin Qingyi and asked curiously when he saw her frozen there. Of course, Yinzhen didn't understand why Yin Qingyi was like this. After all, in his opinion, even if the food that the master gave to the servant was the worst, it was still a favor!

"It's nothing, Your Highness. Let's go for a walk. Didn't we say we were out for fun? What's so fun about being in this carriage?" Yin Qingyi didn't want to talk about this with Yinzhen because she knew he wouldn't understand.

"Not here. I'll take you somewhere else to play. This place is too crowded." Yinzhen looked at the endless stream of people below. He didn't want to go to this crowded environment.

"Alright, then tell me where you're taking me, Your Highness?" Yin Qingyi nodded, looking down at the bustling street below. She really wanted to go down for a walk, but thinking that Yinzhen might not be used to such occasions, she didn't force herself.

"You'll find out when you get there," Yinzhen said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Yin Qingyi silently turned her head and rolled her eyes. This Yinzhen actually did this. It seems he really is a closet pervert. She was right!

The carriage slowly drove away from the crowd and headed out of the city. Gradually, the population thinned out, and Yin Qingyi's curiosity was piqued. Looking at the desolate open space, Yin Qingyi really didn't know where Yinzhen was taking her.

After walking for about 45 minutes, Yin Qingyi vaguely saw a temple? A temple! Yin Qingyi rubbed her eyes hard and looked again, but each time she was wrong, it was a temple! Yinzhen actually brought her to a temple, what did this mean? Was he going to make her a nun?

"What are you thinking about? Can't you think of something better with that little head of yours all day?" Yinzhen saw through Yin Qingyi's thoughts at a glance. This little woman's thoughts were so easy to understand; they were almost written all over her face.

"I was just wondering what fun things could be done in a temple." Yin Qingyi's lips twitched. She always felt that Yinzhen could read minds! How could he know what she was thinking as soon as she started thinking about it?

"You'll find out when you go in." Yinzhen was already looking forward to seeing the little woman's expression later.

"Can't you just tell me?" Yin Qingyi glared at Yinzhen in dissatisfaction. They were already at the door and he was still keeping it a secret from her.

"Let's go, get out of the carriage, you'll see it once we go inside." Yinzhen got off the carriage first, and then casually helped Yin Qingyi down, leaving Qiuju, who was about to help her, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet. Fortunately, Su Peisheng was quick-witted and immediately pulled Qiuju away.

Su Peisheng smiled from behind. The master and concubine couldn't see them, the servants, at all. The two only had eyes for each other, so they shouldn't be so tactless as to disturb them.

Yin Qingyi's hand naturally landed on Yinzhen's hand, and neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with it. The servants behind them did not dare to remind them either, so the two of them went up the steps and entered the temple in this way.

Yin Qingyi had been quite excited before going in, but once inside, she found it to be nothing special—just an ordinary temple. Instantly, Yin Qingyi lost interest.

"Esteemed guests, are you here to offer incense or make a wish?" A young monk stepped forward and politely inquired, his hands clasped together.

"Go to the backyard," Yinzhen replied in a deep voice.

“Esteemed benefactor, the backyard is not open to outsiders,” the young monk replied politely as always.

“My master said to go to the backyard.” Su Peisheng stepped forward, showing a token in his hand.

"So you are honored guests. I apologize for the neglect. Please forgive me. I will take you to the backyard now." Upon seeing the token, the young monk immediately changed his attitude and became much more enthusiastic. He led Yinzhen and Yin Qingyi inside, and then pressed a switch behind a secluded bamboo grove. A stone door slowly opened, and Yin Qingyi felt a blur before her eyes as a fragrant aroma wafted in.

"This, this is!" Yin Qingyi stared wide-eyed at the pink expanse before her, but because she was wearing a hat and a veil underneath, no one could see her expression.

"Let's go in." Although Yinzhen couldn't see, he could already imagine it. His eyes were full of smiles as he took Yin Qingyi's hand and walked ahead of Lianlian.

"This is all I can do for you. I cannot freely enter or leave this backyard." The young monk clasped his hands together, bowed, and withdrew.

Upon entering, Yin Qingyi discovered that the entire backyard was filled with peach trees, and in September, the yard was bursting with blossoms! How could this be? Shouldn't peach blossoms only appear in spring? If there were only one or two trees, it would be one thing, but were there only one or two? The entire yard was covered in blossoms! Winter was just around the corner, and yet peach trees were blooming. Yin Qingyi found it unbelievable no matter how she thought about it.

"Does it look good?" Yinzhen took off Yin Qingyi's hat. There was no one else here, so Yinzhen took off Yin Qingyi's hat just to see how happy she looked.

"It looks beautiful, but isn't it almost October, September? Why is this?" Yin Qingyi nodded. It was indeed beautiful, and she was genuinely curious.

"I don't know either. Ever since I learned about this place, the peach trees here have bloomed every year from early September to mid-October. It's been like this for many years now. But although these peach trees bloom, they don't bear fruit. It's just a spectacle to behold." Yinzhen shook his head. He had discovered this place a few years ago, but only visited once or twice before stopping. After all, it had become commonplace. However, after this young woman entered the manor last year, and he noticed her fragrance, Yinzhen couldn't help but think of this place. So, before his inspection tour this year, he sent someone to buy the temple, just to give this young woman a surprise.

"It's alright if they don't bear fruit. There are plenty of peach trees that bear fruit, but these peach trees that bloom out of season are unique. And I think the peach blossoms here smell especially fragrant. They smell so good!" Yin Qingyi walked forward, looking at the peach trees in the yard, her eyes flashing with infatuation. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the peach blossom birthmark on her face was throbbing, as if it were excited!

Thinking this, Yin Qingyi's feet unconsciously walked deeper into the peach grove. The more surrounded she was by the peach trees, the more comfortable she felt, as if she were in a warm embrace. A gust of wind blew, and the peach petals on the trees fluttered down, swirling around Yin Qingyi as if reluctant to leave her.