Chen Siyuan realized the key point and immediately returned to Beiyuan. She left with her two maids, Chunlan and Chunping. When they arrived at the gate of the General's Mansion, Wang Li had just returned, and they immediately got into the carriage.

"Wang Li, hurry to Ping'an Temple."

Ping'an Temple is very efficacious, and people from the capital and surrounding areas are willing to go to Ping'an Temple to offer incense.

If one is lucky enough to receive guidance from Master Yide, it would be a blessing earned over several lifetimes.

Thinking about this, Chen Siyuan felt even more nervous.

Madam Qiao must have gone to Ping'an Temple to offer incense because of recent events, and her failure to return at this time might indicate some trouble.

At this moment, Chen Siyuan dared not think that she had encountered danger.

She couldn't help but curse inwardly. The butler was really something. He knew where Madam Qiao was, and at this hour, he still didn't seem worried.

He was thinking about all the little things that had happened since he met Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao's son, Qiao Zhen, died; Aunt Wang died; Qiao Yang died; Aunt Guo went mad. These things happened one after another. At this time, Mrs. Qiao must have been very tired.

Why--

Everyone thought the general's wife was so glorious, but they didn't know how much danger and untold grievances lay behind that glory.

The carriage chug along, and as they approached the city gate, they still hadn't seen Madam Qiao's carriage, which only increased their anxiety.

While driving the carriage, Wang Li reminded her, "Young Madam, if we leave the city at this time, we might not be able to return."

The city gates are about to close, and there will be many dangers outside.

"It's alright, let's find the person first."

Chen Siyuan couldn't care less about anything else; her mind was filled with Madam Qiao. As for the area outside the city, it might not be safer than the area inside.

The carriage continued on its way, and seeing that there wasn't a single person on the road, Chen Siyuan felt a little panicked.

Could something really have happened?

Not long after, they saw a carriage coming towards them. They initially thought it was Madam Qiao's carriage, but when they got closer, they found that it was actually a palace carriage.

When the carriages met, Wang Li stopped his carriage beside him and let the other carriage pass first.

Chen Siyuan lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw the carriage passing by.

At that moment, she was surprised to see Princess Honglian dressed as a palace maid.

Chen Siyuan's heart skipped a beat.

Thinking back to when they were in the palace, Chen Siyuan wondered why Princess Honglian used Xu Mama, who served Princess Qiya, to harm others. Clearly, Princess Honglian was not a brainless person.

Then it occurred to me that the current Princess Qiya is a fake. Could this fake princess have some connection with Princess Honglian?

As Chen Siyuan was thinking this, Wang Li had already started the carriage and started running.

They were safe along the way, and nothing happened, until they arrived at Ping'an Temple and saw that the gates were closed.

After getting off the carriage, Chen Siyuan immediately went to knock on the door.

This task could have been done by a maid, but Chen Siyuan felt it was better to do it herself.

Not long after, a monk opened the door and immediately put his hands together in prayer when he saw Chen Siyuan.

"Female benefactor."

"I apologize for disturbing you so late, Master. My mother came to offer incense today and hasn't returned yet. I would like to ask if you have any questions..."

"Is what you mean, female benefactor?"

"My mother is Madam Qiao from the General's Mansion."

"Madam Qiao?" the monk asked again, his tone slightly different.

"Yes." Chen Siyuan was excited.

The other person remembered it; it was that same expression again, so the mother must be alright.

“Female benefactor, please follow me.” The monk led the way, taking Chen Siyuan to the backyard of Ping’an Temple.

Chen Siyuan had been to this place in her previous life and knew that this Ping'an Temple would host some royal dignitaries to pray for the Shang Kingdom.

She didn't know if Madam Qiao was inside, or why the matter of praying for the Shang Kingdom had fallen to Madam Qiao. As long as Madam Qiao was safe, Chen Siyuan was at ease.

I can't explain why.

Even though she hadn't had much contact with Mrs. Qiao, and they were only slightly better than strangers, she was inexplicably worried.

Following the monk to the door, upon hearing Madam Qiao's familiar voice, Chen Siyuan calmed her excited heart and went to the door to knock.

Zhang Ma looked at Madam Qiao and said, "Madam, I'll go take a look."

"Um."

Mrs. Qiao continued reading the Buddhist scriptures in her hands. Logically, no one should be coming at this time. When she heard the knocking, she initially thought it was a monk from the temple.

When Zhang Ma opened the door and saw Chen Siyuan standing there looking travel-worn, she was clearly taken aback.

“Mother—” Chen Siyuan bypassed Zhang Ma who opened the door and looked directly at Madam Qiao.

She is really fine; I was just overthinking it.

At that moment, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

"Why are you here?" Madam Qiao put down her Buddhist scriptures, stood up, and came to her side.

Chen Siyuan bowed to Madam Qiao, saying, "Yuan'er greets Mother."

"Come in quickly." Madam Qiao took Chen Siyuan's hand and pulled her inside. "Quickly, prepare some hot tea for the young mistress."

"Yes." Zhang Ma left and got busy.

Madam Qiao looked at Chen Siyuan's pale face and asked, "Why did you come at this time?"

“I was wandering around outside, and it got too late, so I wanted to find a place to stay, and that’s how I ended up here.”

Aunt Zhang brought over some tea, which Chen Siyuan held in both hands. After taking a few sips, her complexion improved slightly.

"It's so late, let's stay here tonight."

"Thank you, Mother."

Hearing this, Zhang Ma clearly felt something was amiss and wanted to speak, but seeing the look in Madam Qiao's eyes, she could only shut up.

"Have you eaten?" Mrs. Qiao asked.

"Not yet." He was in a hurry to find someone and hadn't had time to eat. When asked, he answered honestly.

"Go and prepare!" Madam Qiao looked at Chen Siyuan, but spoke to Zhang Ma beside her.

"Yes," Zhang Ma replied and left.

Neither Chen Siyuan nor Madam Qiao spoke again. Madam Qiao picked up the scripture again and began to read it. Chen Siyuan saw that there were several other scriptures next to her, so she picked one up and began to read it.

Mrs. Qiao watched it several times, and Chen Siyuan seemed to be really absorbed in it, unlike young people these days who just go through the motions.

The two read the scriptures quietly until Zhang Ma brought in the food.

Because it is a temple called Ping'an Temple, all the food prepared is vegetarian.

The two ate quietly. After the meal, Chen Siyuan wanted to go outside to see the night view, and Madam Qiao agreed.

Chen Siyuan arrived in the courtyard with two maids.

This is a small, secluded courtyard in Ping'an Temple, and it's especially quiet at this time of year.

I looked up at the moon in the sky.

It's beautiful.

It's really beautiful.

Whether in her past life or her previous one, she never had time to look at the moon.

I saw her completely absorbed in the moment.

The moon seemed to possess a magical power at that moment, making her reluctant to even blink.

"Young Madam, are you alright?" Chunlan asked with concern.

They've been through so much today, and they've been running around like this all day. They feel this day has been incredibly difficult.