Chapter 323
At the temple, golden threads fluttered, creating a lifelike scene.
In the bustling capital city, only that small temple was slightly dilapidated; it was the beginning of their relationship, and also the beginning of their entanglement.
At this moment, there was no sign of repair on the temple, which shows that the person who did the repairs was highly skilled and meticulous.
Shen Qingnian couldn't help but look at Song Xuan, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.
"Huh? Why is there a small temple here?" Little Shenxi stretched out her chubby finger and poked the location of the temple.
The little girl was not tall, and her line of sight was limited to the area below. In addition, the embroidery on this side was all prosperous, with only the temple looking a little dilapidated, which naturally attracted the little girl's attention.
Everyone's attention was drawn to Xiao Shenxi's words, and they all looked towards the temple.
Shen Qingnian stroked little Shen Xi's fluffy head and said, "That's where Mother and Father first met."
Little Shen Xi blinked her big eyes, full of curiosity: "Can I go take a look?"
She longed to visit the place where her mother and father had met.
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingnian felt a mix of emotions. Thinking of the dilapidated state of the temple, she coughed lightly, about to refuse, when she heard Xiao Yanqing speak up: "Of course it's possible. I've been there several times before. I'll take Xiao Xi with me when the opportunity arises."
After his mother left, his father took him to temples a few times, but he didn't want the temples to be as dilapidated as depicted in the paintings.
"I have ordered the temple to be repaired and the Buddha statue to be recast in gold. Although the incense offerings are not exactly bustling every day, they are still continuous. If Xiao Xi wants to go, she can go at any time," Song Xuan said solemnly.
Three years after Qingnian left, he repaired the temple to ease his longing.
Shen Qingnian felt a pang of sadness. She instinctively looked at the man, only to find that he was also looking at her.
Everything is understood without words.
At this moment, Xiaoju stepped forward and directed the palace servants to move the double-sided embroidery to a new position. Xia Qianjun, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but follow up to observe it closely, her eyes filled with amazement.
Double-sided embroidery is not a technique in Chongmeng Kingdom, and this is the first time Xia Qianjun has seen it, so he is naturally very surprised.
Liu Yurou stood beside her, and the two spoke in hushed tones, all revolving around double-sided embroidery. Liu Yurou herself was skilled in double-sided embroidery, so she spoke fluently and confidently.
The two little ones were pulling Shen Qingnian and Song Xuan along, chattering about when they would go to the temple.
With the autumn hunt approaching, Shen Qingnian finally decided that they should wait until after the hunt to go to the temple. The two little ones happily agreed.
At this moment, a palace maid brought some things into the hall. Xia Zi stepped forward with a smile and bowed: "Your Highness, the autumn hunt will take place in the mountains. The autumn wind is blowing and it is a bit cold. These are cloaks that His Majesty specially prepared for you, His Highness, and the young lady, as well as some supplies for the mountains."
Shen Qingnian felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at the warm items being held by the palace servants.
The other person is always so considerate.
Looking at the white fur cloak, Xiao Shenxi's eyes were full of curiosity. She couldn't help but step forward and touch it, her big eyes shining brightly: "It's so soft, much more comfortable than a regular cloak."
The young girl had never seen such a fine cloak before. She had grown up in Jiangnan with Shen Qingnian and was not worried about food and clothing, but she had never seen many of the exquisite and luxurious items in the palace.
Seeing Xiao Shenxi's curiosity, Song Xuan felt a pang of guilt. His expression softened, and he gently explained, "This is a cloak made of pure white fox fur, which is warmer than an ordinary cloak."
Although the little girl is a princess, she has not yet regained her status and has never seen these valuable items, which makes him feel ashamed.
“White foxes can only be hunted on the snow-capped peaks. This cloak is very precious. The Mongolians only offer a few white fox pelts as tribute each year, so it is not easy to make a cloak,” Xiao Yanqing chimed in.
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