The clothes Jiang Muxue wore today were rather complicated, with the hem of her skirt going past her ankles, so she had to carry it up when she walked. When she finally caught up with them, she saw Liang Qingchen walking in front of them, carrying Jiang Muyu on his back.

Her eyes were wide open, staring at the scene, unable to take her eyes off. She didn't walk steadily on the steps and accidentally fell forward. Caiyu wanted to help her, but she pulled her down instead. The master and servant both tumbled down the stairs.

Fortunately, the guards nearby intervened in time to prevent the two from falling and getting hurt, but Jiang Muxue's dress was torn and stained with large dark blue stains, her hair was messy, one of her shackles had fallen off, and the other was stuck crookedly in her hair.

She sat on the ground, feeling ashamed and annoyed, her eyes red with grievance, and tears as big as beans fell down like a floodgate opened.

"Miss..." Caiyu hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"Why? Why is she so lucky..."

Caiyu was so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth and said in a low voice: "Miss, there are guards from the palace here, don't say such things anymore."

Jiang Muxue finally regained some of her sanity, slapped her hand away, and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Miss Jiang, are you okay?" She was crying when a man walked up to her.

Jiang Muxue raised her head and saw a handsome face. Different from Liang Qingchen's cold and stunning face, his facial lines were sharper and angular, with slanted and handsome sword-like eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, and thin and lightly pursed lips. Her cheeks were immediately flushed.

"Master Wei..." Tears welled up in her eyes, about to fall, and she looked at the man in front of her with a pitiful look.

Wei Jingkang's heart softened. He took off his outer robe and put it on her, "I'll help you up."

"Yeah." Jiang Muxue leaned on him and stood up tremblingly, like a weak willow swaying in the wind.

Caiyu understood the situation and spoke up at the right time: "The girl seems to have sprained her foot."

Wei Jingkang said, "Miss Jiang, why don't I take you down the mountain? I'm afraid you won't be able to get to the temple like this."

Jiang Muxue shook her head and said, "No, Master Wei, my sister has already gone up the mountain. If I don't go up, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain myself."

Wei Jingkang got angry when he thought of Princess Rui's arrogant look, and said angrily: "She is too much of a bully. She still wants to embarrass you after you have done this?"

Jiang Muxue didn't answer, but just slowly lowered her head. To others, she seemed aggrieved, but she had to endure it.

Wei Jingkang felt even more distressed, and he bent over and picked her up, saying, "I'll take you to the temple gate."

Jiang Muxue was startled at first and cried out softly, then quickly hugged his neck and put her face against his chest, like a frightened little rabbit.

Wei Jingkang's face turned red when she hugged him. He just stared straight ahead and walked forward while holding her in his arms, not daring to look down at her at all.

Jiang Muxue raised her head slightly and looked at the man who was so close to her, thinking that although this man's appearance was not as stunning as Liang Qingchen's, he was also very handsome and had a good family background. The Xuanping Marquis's Mansion was clean and it was indeed a good family.

Although she admired Liang Qingchen, she had never thought of becoming a concubine. She was born out of wedlock and knew how low a concubine's status was in the mansion. No matter how outstanding her appearance and talent were, she would be suppressed by the principal wife all her life, and the children she would give birth to in the future would also be born out of wedlock. That was why she did not want to follow the old path of Concubine Feng.

Thinking of this, she moved her face closer to Wei Jingkang's chest.

The man felt her approaching, his body stiffened for a moment, his steps paused, and his face turned even redder.

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In this side room, Jiang Muyu and Liang Qingchen had already arrived at Putuo Temple. They turned around and looked back, but could not see Jiang Muxue at all.

Women are always more delicate, and Jiang Muxue's clothes today are not suitable for mountain climbing. She had to hike up, so it was understandable that she was moving slowly.

She asked Guard Deng who had caught up not far away: "Where is the Eighth Girl?"

Guard Deng ran up quickly and said, "The eighth girl fell down the stairs just now."

Jiang Muyu's eyebrows jumped. This was something she had not expected. "Did she fall badly? If she is injured, tell her not to come up. Go back to the carriage and wait for us. We will find a doctor to check her out first."

Guard Deng said, "Don't worry, Madam. She's fine."

Jiang Muyu felt that his tone was strange, and there must be something fishy about it, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on?"

There were many people passing by the temple gate, so Guard Deng lowered his voice and said, "She was carried up by someone."

Jiang Muyu's eyes lit up, and her gossipy spirit immediately ignited, "Who is it?"

Liang Qingchen suddenly said at this time: "The person has come up."

Jiang Muyu looked over when she heard that, and indeed saw Wei Jingkang walking up with a woman in his arms. Although the woman was wearing a man's outer robe, she was very familiar with the pair of white shoes embroidered with lotus flowers on her feet.

"Tsk tsk..." Jiang Muyu looked at it with her arms around her chest and said, "What kind of gossip would people spread if they saw this kind of picture?"

Liang Qingchen shook his head. "It won't sound very good anyway."

Guard Deng said, "Madam, while there are still few people who have seen this, why don't you ask Eighth Miss to avoid suspicion?"

"No need." Jiang Muyu said, "Although there are not many people coming to burn incense today, we still meet three or two people on the road from time to time. They hugged each other all the way, and I don't know how many people saw them. Most of the people who come here to burn incense are from the capital. Besides, Wei Jingkang has a great reputation. I'm afraid that this matter will spread within three days. We might as well think about how to make this marriage reasonable."

Liang Qingchen took her hand and led her towards the temple, saying, "Now that things have come to this, it's better for us to stay out of it. She is not from my palace anyway."

Jiang Muyu thought about it and felt that it was true. A daughter who is married off is like water spilled out. Moreover, she had just "met" the people in the Marquis' Mansion and did not have any deep feelings for them. What did Jiang Muxue's mistake have to do with her?

Seeing that his two masters had no intention of intervening in the matter, Guard Deng decided not to get involved and entered the temple with a group of guards.

Because it rained yesterday, the mountain was shrouded in mist. The surrounding peaks and pine trees were half-hidden in the mist, like a fairyland.

The two were led into the main hall by a young nun, where they burned incense and paid incense money.

Yun Xuan said, "My Lady, there are people asking for fortunes next to you, would you like to try?"

Jiang Muyu seldom went to temples before and had never asked for fortune, so he went there to try it out of fun.

She held the stick holder and shook it around for a while. After a while, she finally shook out a stick. She picked it up and took a look. "The middle stick... is not good."

She put the sticks back into the bamboo tube and continued shaking it. This time, one stick came out quickly. She looked at it and asked, "Bad luck?"

She immediately put the skewer back into the bamboo tube.

Liang Qingchen found her operation very funny and said, "You are cheating by drawing lots like this."

Jiang Muyu glared at him and said, "What do you care?"

She doesn't look fierce with her eyes round and lips pouting like that, she even looks a bit cute.

Liang Qingchen smiled and said, "It's not easy for you to get a good fortune stick. Come, give me the fortune stick tube."

Jiang Muyu refused to give it to him, "Are you going to break all the other signatures?"

"No, trust me."

Jiang Muyu handed him the lottery box half-believingly. Liang Qingchen took it, shook it three times to the left, three times to the right, and then shook it up and down. Then he gave it back to her and said, "Do it my way."

Jiang Muyu took back the lottery box and tried it, and he really drew the best lottery.

She immediately took the signature happily and went to the master for verification.

Yun Xuan watched the whole process and smiled with his hands covering his mouth, "It's great that the princess is like this now."

A hint of coldness flashed across Liang Qingchen's eyes, and then gradually became gentle, "It's best for her to be like this without knowing anything."