When Jiang Muxue arrived at the temple, she was first led by a little nun to the private room to change clothes before going to the main hall to burn incense.

When she came out, she met Wei Jingkang again. She smiled and walked up to him: "Master Wei, what are you doing standing outside the palace?"

Wei Jingkang turned around and looked at the woman in front of him. She had changed her clothes. The light blue color matched her beautiful and refined face, making her look even more delicate and tender. He was a little infatuated and said slowly, "I'm waiting for you."

She lowered her head in embarrassment, a faint blush on her face, "Master Wei..."

"Is Miss Jiang's foot okay?"

Jiang Muxue said, "I feel much better now. I just asked the monks in the temple for some medicine."

"That's good. Miss Jiang, can you walk with me?"

"good."

The two walked along the corridor, passed through two moon gates, and sat down in a secluded pavilion.

Wei Jingkang was concerned about her feet and did not dare to walk too far.

The two sat and chatted for a while and found that they had very similar interests.

Wei Jingkang said: "The poem Miss Jiang wrote that day was very good."

Jiang Muxue said modestly: "I just said a few words to ask for your advice, it's nothing."

"No, with Miss Jiang's character, appearance and talent, there are few people in the entire capital who can compare with her."

"Thank you, Master Wei."

"Wei sincerely admires Miss Jiang." He said, reaching out and covering her hand.

Jiang Muxue was startled and subconsciously tried to retract her hand, but he held it tighter. She looked at him in astonishment, "Master Wei?"

Wei Jingkang looked at her affectionately and said, "Miss Jiang, maybe what I said now is a little abrupt, but I mean it sincerely. Are you willing to marry me?"

"This..." Jiang Muxue bit her lip, lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and said, "Can you give me some time to think about it?"

"Okay, after all, this is your lifelong event, you should think it over carefully, I will patiently wait for your reply." Wei Jingkang quickly withdrew his hand and said in panic, "I'm sorry for the offense."

Jiang Muxue stood up, bowed gracefully, and said, "Then Muxue will take her leave first."

"Okay, Miss Jiang, take care."

Wei Jingkang watched her leave for a while before he got up and left.

…

At this time, Jiang Muyu was already sitting in the assigned room eating vegetarian food. Putuo Temple was always popular, and the vegetarian food tasted very good. She ate three bowls of rice.

Liang Qingchen laughed at her, "How can you eat so much?"

Jiang Muyu said: "Maybe it's because of too much mountain climbing that he's hungry."

"You haven't climbed more than a few steps."

"Nonsense, I climbed half of it by myself, which is much more than my normal exercise."

He could never convince her, so he could only nod helplessly, "Madam is right."

Jiang Muyu felt a little embarrassed when he called her Madam, so she stood up and walked around the chamber.

One is that he wants to cover up the fact that he is too easily seduced, and the other is that he really ate too much and wants to digest the food.

Liang Qingchen watched her spinning around in the room like a top, and said with a smile: "I heard that the scenery behind Putuo Temple is pleasant. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Jiang Muyu stopped immediately and said, "Yes!"

The two of them left the chamber without any maids or guards, and strolled around the temple first.

Jiang Muyu saw the bell tower and curiously went over to take a look. He saw a Buddha statue under the big bell. He was wearing a Buddhist crown and a monk's robe. He was sitting on a mount with a round-headed scabbard and holding a staff in his right hand. There were two standing attendants on both sides, a monk and an elder.

Jiang Muyu asked: "What kind of Bodhisattva is this?"

Liang Qingchen said, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the attendant on the left is Daoming, and the attendant on the right is Wen Gong."

"Oh." She looked around the Buddha statue and thought it was very exquisitely made. She then bowed to the statue before leaving.

Jiang Muyu said: "My impression of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is still from Journey to the West."

"Journey to the West? Is this a travelogue?"

"Uh... sort of."

"What does it say?"

"It's about a monk and three rebellious disciples who went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures." Jiang Muyu paused and smiled, "When I was a child, I watched this TV series and fantasized about marrying Sun Wukong."

"Sun Wukong? Is that the monk's Buddhist name?"

"No, it's a monkey."

Liang Qingchen: “…”

By now the two had reached the foot of a small peak, where they could see strange pines and rocks shrouded in mist, half exposed and half hidden.

Jiang Muyu was admiring the scenery of this peak which was comparable to that of Huangshan Mountain, but Liang Qingchen was still struggling with her peculiar taste.

"Do you think there are monkeys on this mountain?"

Liang Qingchen's face turned pale, "I don't know."

Jiang Muyu looked at him in confusion, and then realized that his face looked wrong. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, let's go back." His complexion recovered a little, but still not looking good.

Jiang Muyu looked at the mountain, then at him, not wanting to leave like this. "But we just got here, shouldn't we go up and take a look?"

"I don't want to go."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid there are monkeys up there." Then he turned and left.

Jiang Muyu was confused and had no choice but to follow him back.

Coincidentally, just as they returned to the compartment, it started to rain again.

"Luckily we're back, otherwise we'd be soaked like a drowned chicken by now." She leaned against the window and looked at the misty rain outside, unable to help but sigh.

Liang Qingchen poured her a cup of tea and said with a smile, "This king is still foresighted."

Jiang Muyu looked at him sideways, "Don't flatter yourself. You are obviously afraid of monkeys."

"Who said that? I am not afraid of any monkeys."

"You said so yourself."

Liang Qingchen frowned, and for a moment he couldn't find any words to refute.

Yunshan came back from outside, all wet. He didn't dare to go in, so he said loudly outside the door: "Madam, the abbot said that the roads are slippery due to the rain. We will probably have to stay in the temple for one night."

Jiang Muyu looked over and frowned, "Why didn't you bring an umbrella?"

As she spoke, she stood up, picked up her cloak and walked to the door to put it on her, but Yunshan refused, "No, madam, it will get dirty."

"It's okay. Put it on first and go back to your room to change clothes. Don't catch a cold."

"Yes." Yunshan then put it on obediently, "I'll take my leave first."

"Go ahead."

Liang Qingchen saw her come back and sit down before speaking, "You are very considerate to them."

"They are just a few unlucky young girls working for me. If I don't show sympathy to them, who else can?"

Liang Qingchen smiled and said, "It is their blessing to meet a master like you."

Jiang Muyu disagreed with this statement, "No one is lucky for anyone else. This is a matter of mutual support. In the end, you are your own luck."

Liang Qingchen felt that although she was usually quirky, her ideas were quite interesting and logical.

Yun Xuan came in and said, "My lady, Master Hui Ming will be giving a lecture in the Dharma Hall later. Would you like to go and listen?"

"It's okay to go and listen. It's boring to stay here anyway." She looked at Liang Qingchen, "Do you want to go with me?"

"No, I am not interested in this."

"Okay." She stood up and was about to leave.

Liang Qingchen held her back and said, "Change your clothes before going. You are wearing too little."

Jiang Muyu looked down and felt that he was right. The temperature in the mountains was low and the clothes she wore when she went out this morning were indeed a little thin.

She asked Yun Xuan to help her change into thicker clothes. This time when she came to the temple, the clothes she brought were relatively plain, and she brought almost no jewelry, which made her very low-key.

When Jiang Muyu arrived at the Dharma Hall, Master Huiming was already sitting on the Dharma seat. He was an old monk with a kind face, wearing a cassock and sitting behind the podium with a copied Buddhist scripture in front of him.

Jiang Muyu found a seat and sat down. Someone came over and said, "Princess Rui, I'm surprised to see you here."

Jiang Muyu looked over and saw Feng Yaoyao's smiling face. He smiled and said, "Miss Feng, you also come to listen to the Dharma."

"Yes, I came here with Princess Rong An."

Her eyebrows jumped, "Princess Rong An is here too?"

"Yes, but she said she was not feeling well, so she rested in her room."

"so it is."

For some reason, Jiang Muyu always felt something was weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.