Chapter 203 Memorial Tablet

What's more, going to a temple to burn incense is something that makes Gu Shuyan much happier than shopping.

The next day, Gu Shuyan wore a plain dress and a simple white jade hairpin in her hair before going out with Madam Ji.

"Shu'er, why are you dressed so plainly?"

Girls from ordinary families would dress up festively when going out to pray for blessings, but Gu Shuyan's outfit was far too plain.

It didn't look like they were going to pray for blessings, but rather to mourn someone.

The thought had barely crossed Ji's mind when she quickly suppressed it. Who could such a young child like Shu'er possibly mourn? She must be overthinking it.

"My daughter is thinking of the sacred Buddhist site, so dressing simply will make her appear more devout."

Gu Shuyan knew that her attire would make Ji Shi find it strange, so she had already thought of an answer.

Sure enough, after hearing her words, Madam Ji nodded in relief. She had thought that someone as young as Shu'er wouldn't need to wear such plain clothes to mourn.

The wheels rolled, and the carriage slowly drove away from the Marquis of Yi'an's residence.

The temple that the Gu family frequented was located in the mountains outside the city, and it was the most popular temple among the nobles of the capital.

It was already quite late when the mother and daughter arrived at the mountain.

Because Ji Shi had many requests, after kowtowing with Gu Shuyan in the main hall, she had the young monk lead Gu Shuyan around for a stroll.

However, Gu Shuyan stopped after walking a short distance.

"Young monk, may I ask how I can set up a memorial tablet at your temple?"

She had heard Zhao's mother casually mention that she was offering prayers for her deceased family members at the temple.

Just as Ji Shi had expected, Gu Shuyan came to the temple today not only to pray for blessings, but also to place a memorial tablet there.

Although that child may no longer exist, Gu Shuyan, as a mother, still hopes that he can be protected.

The young novice monk was surprised that Gu Shuyan would ask this at such a young age. After a moment of surprise, he led Gu Shuyan to a secluded hall.

“Uncle-Master, this female benefactor wishes to offer sacrifices to the spirit tablet.”

The young novice monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the old monk who was offering incense before the memorial tablet in the hall before introducing the monk.

The old monk glanced at Gu Shuyan, noticing her young age, and asked, "May I ask who this young lady wishes to worship?"

"Blood relatives".

Gu Shuyan replied.

The old monk nodded and then asked, "Did that girl bring a memorial tablet?"

Gu Shuyan glanced at the rows of memorial tablets in front of her, then looked back at Pearl, who immediately handed her the bundle she was carrying.

Gu Shuyan took the bundle and carefully took out the prepared memorial tablet. Looking at the words engraved on the tablet, a tear rolled down her cheek.

She didn't cry; she simply and calmly handed the memorial tablet to the old monk.

"Thank you for your help, Master."

The old monk took the memorial tablet and looked at it. When his gaze fell on the row of boys, he was taken aback.

However, after a brief moment of surprise, the old monk returned to normal, and the memorial tablet was placed in an empty spot.

Gu Shuyan lit three incense sticks before the memorial tablet, then gave the donation money and left the hall.

The doors to the main hall closed again after the group left, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream. Pearl, however, carefully observed Gu Shuyan's expression.

"Miss, didn't you say you wanted to see lotus flowers?"

Gu Shuyan seemed to be fine, but Pearl was still a little worried.

"You little brat, you obviously just wanted to see it yourself!"

Gu Shuyan turned around, smiled at Pearl, and had the young monk lead them to the back mountain.