Young Master Jiang? Ming Zhuang's mind raced; he hadn't expected to hear of Young Master Jiang mentioned in the book.

Could it be that my appearance caused the predetermined course to change?

However, it seems that this Young Master Jiang isn't a bad person, since he did help her out just now.

"Thank you, Young Master Jiang, but about today's matter..."

Her eyes were smiling, but her words carried a hint of distance, as if she was eager to distance herself from the relationship.

Jiang Wang looked at her and smiled slightly.

"What happened today...?"

Seeing that he was so accommodating, Shen Mingzhuang breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know this Young Master Jiang and had no intention of having a deeper conversation. It would be best if they could both tactfully step back and pretend they had never met.

"Young Master Jiang, until we meet again."

After Mingzhuang finished speaking, he planned to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.

But before she could turn around and leave, Jiang Wang reached out and pulled her back.

Just as she was getting angry at the young man's unreasonable behavior, the young man raised the jade hairpin in his hand and said, "This is your thank-you gift."

A woman's hairpins and jewelry are personal items and should not be given away casually, otherwise her reputation will be easily damaged, and she will be unable to defend herself even if she is in the right.

Mingzhuang was anxious and wanted to get the jade hairpin back, but how could she, a novice, compare to Young Master Jiang's skills? Before she could even get close, he had already disappeared into the distance, leaping across rooftops and disappearing into the distance.

After this little incident, Mingzhuang was a bit depressed. However, the farm where Manhuan's parents lived was not far away, so Mingzhuang decided that he still had to go there.

It was an hour later when they returned to Daci Temple.

Shen Ming'e grabbed her and launched into a barrage of complaints and interrogations.

"The vegetarian food at Daci Temple is really awful. Ninth Sister, where have you been all afternoon? Seventh Sister is nowhere to be found either, not a trace of her all afternoon..."

Despite her complaints, Shen Ming'e was a simple-minded person, and Mingzhuang easily brushed off her absence from public view with just a few words.

However, Shen Mingxi did not return all afternoon. What did she do? Could she have spent the whole afternoon with the eldest young master of the Wen family?

Thinking about this possibility, Mingzhuang began to make a plan.

While Shen Ming'e, that brainless girl, was still wondering if something had happened to her inseparable seventh sister, Shen Mingxi was holding a forsythia flower that Wen Han had picked for her, and asked Wen Han shyly, "Does Brother Wen think this flower is suitable for Mingxi?"

Wen Han glanced at it, pursed his lips, and seemed to think for a moment before saying, "Flowers are best when they are on the branch. Miss Seven is already so beautiful that even these flowers pale in comparison to you."

As Shen Mingxi listened, her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes shyly, but her heart was already bursting with joy.

"Will your younger sister attend the flower-adorning banquet in a few days?"

Wen Han wasn't sure if this girl, who had lived in Jiangzhou for more than ten years, would attend the flower-adorning banquet hosted by the Pei family in her first year back in the capital, so he specifically asked her about it.

These words, "Your younger sister," were like a bucket of cold water poured over Shen Mingxi's head.

At 3:45 PM, a very young nun brought over a Daci Temple peace charm and a sandalwood prayer bead bracelet that had been blessed before the Buddha. Mingzhuang took the souvenirs from the tourist attraction and played with them with great interest.

As expected of the renowned Daici Temple in Kyoto, these items are made with great care. The amulets and prayer beads are packaged in a simply polished lotus-patterned box, making them a nice gift whether you keep them for yourself or give them as a present.

"Why isn't Seventh Sister back yet? If she gets any later, she'll probably get scolded when she gets back." Shen Ming'e craned her neck again, glancing outside impatiently.