She came to her senses and slowly shook her head: "I'm fine. Mother, do you recognize who that woman was?"
Qin pulled her over to examine her closely: "I've never seen her before, but judging from her clothes and appearance, she must be of high status."
"It's strange, she looks quite old, so why is she still wearing the hairstyle of a young lady in her boudoir?" Lingqi took a bite of fruit, looking puzzled.
Tianyun lowered his eyes and remained silent, concealing the lingering shock in them. What Lingqi said wasn't the strangest thing; the strangest thing was that when he held the woman's wrist just now, he discovered that she was already two months pregnant.
How could a woman who is not yet married be pregnant?
This matter must be kept to oneself; if it were to spread, the young woman's reputation would be ruined!
Madam Qin said, "Alright, mind your own business. The old woman and I will go in and ask for a fortune slip. You all can go and wander around for now."
Tianyun then led Lingqi to the back of the temple, where a towering marriage tree stood.
This tree is quite old; its stump is enclosed in cement, and its trunk is dry and mottled. However, its branches are intertwined and tied with many red ribbons full of sentiment, hence the name "Marriage Tree".
Lingqi looked up and said, "If it were before, Miss would definitely have written a short poem for the Second Prince and hung it up."
"You said it yourself, it's all in the past, so don't bring it up again." Tianyun flicked her forehead lightly, sounding annoyed.
"It's fine if you don't like the Second Prince now, but shouldn't you think about your future? A young lady will eventually get married, and if it's not the Second Prince, it will be someone else."
"Let's talk about it in two years," she said softly. "Right now, I'm not in a position to think about such things."
The two-year period hasn't ended yet, and whether he can survive is still unknown; saying anything now is futile. All she hopes for now is that the boy can spend these two years safely and smoothly.
The voice was too soft for Lingqi to hear clearly; she assumed that her mistress was worrying about the future.
Suddenly her eyes lit up
"Hey girl, look! That little monk is so cute!"
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