The small waterfall and river are located at the foot of Yuanshan Temple. There are two paths, one is a set of steps and the other is a slope. The Jiang family's carriage naturally took the slope. Because they were worried that Jiang Xuelin would catch a cold and there was no one on the road, the carriage went up the mountain very quickly.

Upon seeing the Jiang family's carriage, the young novice monk guarding the gate immediately stepped forward and chanted a Buddhist prayer, "Esteemed benefactors."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, young master. My young lady needs a side room to tidy up. I wonder if you could arrange that?"

The mounted guard stepped forward, dismounted, returned the salute, and inquired.

Jiang Xuelin liked to come here. The young monks at the gate recognized the Jiang family's carriages. Seeing Jiang Xuelin's horse standing to the side, they didn't ask any questions. "Please follow this humble monk, esteemed benefactors."

The carriage drove into Yuanshan Temple and soon stopped in front of a side room.

Temples in the capital often prepare courtyards or side rooms for guests to rest. After leading the person to the back, the young monk bowed and said, "If you have any instructions, please ask the monks in the temple."

"Thank you, young master."

After the young monk left, the carriage door opened. Jiang Xuelin, wearing a cloak, jumped off the carriage, pushed open the door of the side room, and stepped inside. The maid behind her followed with a small box in her hands.

Inside were clean clothes, shoes, socks, and matching jewelry.

She was wearing a red riding outfit today, and the spare outfit she had was also a red riding outfit, but the color was quite different from the previous one, and the embroidery on it was also different.

The previous outfit featured crabapple blossoms, but this riding outfit is themed around red plum blossoms and is also paired with a hairpin adorned with intertwined plum blossoms.

Over his riding attire was a moon-white cloak embroidered with a plum blossom peeking out, its branches laden with red plum blossoms, and some petals seemingly drifting down to the bottom of the cloak, vivid and elegant.

After changing her clothes, the maid reapplied makeup to Jiang Xuelin and finished tidying everything up. About half an hour had passed by then.

Jiang Xuelin looked at her radiant reflection in the bronze mirror. Her mood, which had been somewhat sour due to meeting Fu Hanlai, brightened up a bit. She raised an eyebrow, smiled, and got up to walk outside.

"Go ahead and offer incense to the Bodhisattva, have a vegetarian meal, and then continue riding the horses."

Lady Jing'an Marquis insisted that she must light incense and draw a marriage fortune stick.

Although Jiang Xuelin herself didn't care, thinking that this was just a way to seek comfort, since the Lady of Jing'an Marquis wanted it, she wouldn't refuse her over such a small matter, otherwise it wouldn't be easy for her to come out next time.

Moreover, she was well aware that her parents were worried about her marriage prospects.

She herself is also very troubled.

After leading her entourage to the front hall and lighting incense, Jiang Xuelin went to the entrance to draw lots.

Coincidentally, Fu Hanlai had finally tidied himself up and came over to draw a fortune stick.

He came up the stone steps, a shorter journey than by carriage, and as a man, it didn't take him long to tidy himself up, unlike Jiang Xuelin. As a result, the two of them ended up appearing in the hall at the same time.

Coincidentally, Fu Hanlai also came to draw lots.

A marriage fortune slip.

Unfortunately, he is now twenty years old and will soon be of legal age, but his marriage is still undecided.

Princess Ping had found a girl for him, but it hadn't been decided yet. She wanted to bring good luck, so when she learned that Fu Han was coming to Yuanshan Temple, she asked him to draw a marriage fortune stick.

Upon seeing Fu Hanlai, Jiang Xuelin immediately looked away, touched the divination tube on the table, closed her eyes, and began to shake it.

Fu Hanlai on the other side snorted coldly, picked up another divination tube, and began to shake the divination sticks as well.

The maid behind Jiang Xuelin and the servant behind Fu Hanlai didn't dare to speak. The atmosphere between the two masters was too tense. They were afraid that they would start fighting in front of the Bodhisattva at any moment and offend the Bodhisattva.

Fortunately, their worries did not come true.

Hearing the sound of bamboo skewers hitting the ground, Jiang Xuelin opened her eyes and looked down at the ground.

Fu Hanlai also opened his eyes.

Two bamboo skewers lay on the ground, one on top of the other.

Jiang Xuelin muttered "What bad luck," picked up the bamboo stick, and went to find the old monk next to her who was resting with his eyes closed to interpret the fortune.

"Hey! Jiang Xuelin, that's my fortune slip in your hand, and yours is down below." Seeing that Jiang Xuelin had taken her own fortune slip, even though he didn't believe in it and had only asked for it at the behest of Princess Ping, Fu Hanlai still called out to Jiang Xuelin.

Others can do it, but Jiang Xuelin absolutely cannot!

Jiang Xuelin stopped and turned around, slightly raising her chin. "Young Master, the fortune slip reflects the person. Would your slip over mine? The one in my hand is naturally mine."

Fu Hanlai: "..."

Jiang Xuelin ignored Fu Hanlai and sat down in front of the old monk. "Master, please help me interpret this fortune slip."

The dozing old monk opened his eyes while the two were talking, reached out and took the fortune slip from Jiang Xuelin's hand, "Please wait a moment, benefactor, allow this old monk to take a look."

The old monk glanced at it, then laughed, "This is excellent, very auspicious, congratulations, Benefactor Jiang."

Seeing that Jiang Xuelin didn't quite understand, the old monk explained in more detail, "The ospreys cry 'guan guan' on the river islet; a fair maiden is sought after by a gentleman. Even if I didn't say it, you should understand that this is the best of the best."

Although Jiang Xuelin was not good at poetry, she still knew this line.

"Miss!" The maid behind her became visibly excited upon hearing that it was an extremely auspicious omen.

May Buddha and Bodhisattva bless you, and may your marriage go smoothly so that you may marry a good man, live in harmony and mutual respect, and enjoy a happy marriage!

Jiang Xuelin was very satisfied with the result, thanked them, and went to the side to donate money for incense oil.

It's all about wishing for good luck.

Fu Hanlai held the fortune slip in his hand. He had originally wanted to say that Jiang Xuelin's "Greatest Fortune" was his, but after hearing the specific text of the slip, he fell silent.

He can't very well admit that he's a beautiful and charming woman that a gentleman would pursue, can he?

Fu Hanlai has definitely misunderstood. This statement is indeed referring to a woman, but since it is a marriage fortune slip, it naturally applies to both men and women.

After Jiang Xuelin stood up, Fu Hanlai sat down and handed her the fortune stick in his hand. "Master, thank you for your help. If you interpret a good fortune stick, I will double the donation!"

The old monk was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. “My benefactor, you drew this fortune stick yourself. I am merely telling you its meaning; I did not interpret it as a good one.”

Although he found it somewhat amusing, the old monk still interpreted the fortune sticks and was quite surprised after reading the text.

"The wind rustles the bamboo, sounding like the tinkling of golden pendants; the moon moves the flower shadows, making one wonder if a beautiful woman is coming. This is an excellent fortune sign; congratulations, benefactor, good things are about to happen." The old monk put down the bamboo stick and offered his congratulations with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Fu Hanlai looked at the old monk suspiciously, "Are you trying to trick me?"

The old monk: "..."

Upon seeing Jiang Xuelin return after donating the money for incense oil, Fu Hanlai immediately shifted his attention.

"Oh, congratulations, Miss Jiang. I wonder which good man is so unlucky."

Jiang Xuelin raised an eyebrow and returned a polite smile, "Same to you, I wonder which noble lady is so unlucky."

servant: "..."

Maid: "..."