Fengguo Temple is located on a mountain twenty miles outside Yanjing City. The mountain is nameless, but it is particularly lively because of such a popular Buddhist temple.

Although Yun is of noble status, when she arrived at the foot of the mountain, she still got out of the sedan chair like everyone else and climbed up on foot. Lu Zheng wanted to support his mother, but was robbed of the opportunity to show his goodwill. It was also very interesting to see the dignified Duke of England following Yun with a flattering look on his face.

Moreover, although the weather was cold, the sun came out today, and it was also very nice to walk in the mountains and smell the fresh air.

Probably because of the good weather, there were so many people going to Fengguo Temple to worship Buddha. The whole mountain road was crowded. Fortunately, Jingzhao Prefecture had been prepared and sent people from the patrol camp to maintain order. There were many pavilions on the roadside for pilgrims to rest, and they were also guarded by the camp soldiers to prevent too many people from crowding in.

Although Yun was in good health, she had been living a life of luxury for many years. After climbing halfway up the mountain, her waist and legs were sore and she could only rest for a while.

The pavilion was not very big, so in addition to the three of them, there were only Nanny Yu and a few maids serving them. In addition, there was only the master and servant who had been sitting in the pavilion before.

The young lady was only about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a face as delicate as a flower. She sat on a stone bench nearby, frowning and hammering her calves. The maid next to her kept saying to her kindly, "...if you try harder, you will reach the top of the mountain soon."

"I don't want to." The young lady turned her head angrily, and then saw them. Her face immediately turned red, and she pulled the maid to sit in the corner.

Lu Qing and his wife didn't care about such trivial matters. The maids had already laid out the cushions in an orderly manner, and served tea and snacks.

After drinking a cup of tea, Yun found that her son was a little absent-minded, so she asked, "Are you tired, Zheng'er?"

Lu Zheng shook his head and smiled, "I just remembered a case I saw with my eldest brother before."

Yun smiled and said, "When you interrogated Mrs. Dong that day, I knew that my son was talented. If you are interested, let your brother find a position for you in the Ministry of Justice. It's just a matter of a word."

Lu Qing moved his mouth but didn't say anything.

Yun's words were so light that the master and servant in the corner were shocked. The young lady was just the daughter of a wealthy family. She had many sisters, so she was not very conspicuous. The marriage her family arranged for her was just to a poor student. She was resentful and got angry when she climbed up the mountain. She stopped to rest halfway up the mountain. She didn't expect that there would be such a huge fortune right in front of her.

The young lady looked up at Lu Zheng. The third son of the Lu family looked like his mother. In addition, he had the temperament accumulated from generations of wealth. The young man had a romantic look, which made the young lady feel touched at a glance. She was immediately shy and happy. She felt that it was better to be a concubine of such a young man than to marry a poor man.

Lu Zheng didn't know someone had thought of him, but he was amused by his mother's attitude of picking cabbages. The original owner had the opportunity to hide it, but the Duke of Ying stopped it.

Yun also followed his gaze and looked at her husband beside him, but patted his hand calmly: "This is not my idea. Your elder brother said that you have made great progress in your studies recently. Go and seek an official position, so that I can find you a marriage."

Lu Zheng looked embarrassed: "What marriage are you talking about?"

"Why are you still shy with mother?" Yun covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed, "Have you fallen in love with a girl from some family?"

Lu Zheng was so scared by his mother's questioning that he hurriedly said, "Mother, we have rested enough. Let's go up the mountain quickly, otherwise it will be late."

Yun looked at her son who was lying with a smile, and she stopped teasing him until he turned his head away in shame. Lu Qing quickly helped his wife up with tact: "Madam, be careful on the road."

Yun was angry and amused, and pinched his arm with her hand hidden in her sleeve: "If you do these unreliable things next time, it will be useless even if you are attentive to him again."

"As long as the madam forgives me this time, there won't be a next time."

Lu Zheng was soured by the dog food given by the middle-aged couple. When his father glared at him, he silently pushed back, but was staggered by a force that rushed forward. He only heard a delicate "ouch" from behind. Lu Zheng turned around subconsciously and felt a warm bump into his arms.

But it was the young lady who bumped into him. Lu Zheng's body froze. He didn't know whether to push or pull. He didn't know what to do.

The young lady stood up, quickly covered her face and withdrew from his arms, bowed again, and then ran away with the maid with a red face.

Lu Zheng looked puzzled, but Yun Shi outside the pavilion saw this and her face turned cold.

It was almost noon when they arrived at Fengguo Temple. The abbot of Fengguo Temple, Master Lechen, came out to greet them personally and asked the monk to take them to the private room. He never showed any strange expression to Lu Zheng from beginning to end.

Lu Zheng was a little disappointed and a little relaxed. After having a vegetarian meal with his mother, the Yun family had the habit of taking a nap, so he went out for a walk alone.

Fengguo Temple is indeed a famous Buddhist temple in the whole Great Xia Dynasty. Although Master Lechen made him feel a little disappointed, the scenery of Fengguo Temple is still very beautiful. It is now late autumn, and large patches of red maple trees have dyed the entire mountain forest red. A corner of the eaves is exposed in the dense forest. The sound of Buddhist chanting can be heard faintly in his ears, and the sound of the stream is a different scene.

Lu Zheng took a deep breath, and when he lowered his head, he accidentally saw a corner of silk sticking out of his arms. He immediately pulled it out in confusion, and found that it was actually an embroidered handkerchief. A cluster of orchids was embroidered on one corner of the snow-white handkerchief, and there were two small characters on the side - Zhilan.

Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and turned it left and right again, making sure that the handkerchief was not his, but somehow it ended up in his arms.

Before Lu Zheng could figure it out, he saw a woman suddenly walk out of the maple forest in front of him, looking at him shyly.

"Is it you?" Lu Zheng remembered that this was the lady who bumped into him in the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

The girl stepped forward and bowed: "My name is Fang Zhilan."

Lu Zheng looked at the handkerchief: "Is this handkerchief yours?"

Fang Zhilan blushed and said: "Sir, why do you have to play dumb? If you didn't know how to come to the back mountain..."

Lu Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that this girl thought he was a pervert. He was about to explain, but Fang Zhilan threw herself into his arms.

"Sir, I know that my status is low, but I am also a girl from a good family. Today, I fell in love with you at first sight, so I gave up my daughter's modesty and did such a thing. I only hope to be with you forever, even if I am a concubine, I am willing."

Lu Zheng looked at the girl in his arms who was looking at him shyly, and felt overwhelmed.

"Girl, let me explain...who!"

Lu Zheng suddenly pushed Fang Zhilan away and looked around vigilantly, but he only saw the maple leaves trembling slightly, and the forest was silent without any human figure.

Lu Zheng finally explained everything to Fang Zhilan, and sent the crying girl back to the private room. Fortunately, it was noon, and there were not many people coming and going in the private room, so there was no trouble.

After solving this problem, Lu Zheng didn't want to continue to enjoy the scenery, and walked towards the room depressed. If he had known, he would rather stay in the room than go out.

However, as soon as he entered the room, Lu Zheng felt something was wrong. Before he could react, a figure was already behind him, and the man's low and hoarse voice was in his ear: "Don't talk."

Lu Zheng's back numbed: "Just...just the rest?"

Lu Zheng didn't dare to move, but heard a faint chuckle in his ear. Then, he felt the pressure behind him disappear. He turned around and found Jian Yu already sitting on the chair.

"It's me. Long time no see."

Lu Zheng's mouth twitched a little. Although you unilaterally think that we know each other, you are still a wanted criminal, buddy. Aren't you afraid that I will tell on you?

Jian Yu seemed to know what he was thinking. He raised his eyes and glanced at him. This glance immediately made Lu Zheng obedient. "Come and sit down."

Lu Zheng slowly walked to Jian Yu and sat down. Just when he was about to speak, he moved his nose: "Are you injured?" He lowered his head. Jian Yu's left hand was hanging at his side. Bright red blood dripped down his fingers to the ground, and there was already a small blood puddle.

Jian Yu followed his gaze and looked at his left hand, saying nonchalantly, "It's just a minor injury."

His expression was extremely indifferent, as if he was not the one injured. Lu Zheng couldn't help but say, "Let's bandage it." Jian Yu

seemed a little surprised, and then raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You help me?"

Lu Zheng coughed and said with a stern face, "Take off your shirt first."

Jian Yu raised his eyebrows, and didn't expect that he actually planned to bandage himself, but still took off his coat obediently.

Because the coat was dark, Lu Zheng didn't know how serious his injury was, until he saw that the left sleeve of his white coat was stained red, he frowned suddenly.

Before he could stop him, Jian Yu had already taken off his shirt, revealing his fair but muscular figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist. The lines of his abdominal muscles were clearly visible. As he moved, his two mermaid lines were looming. He was born beautiful, and with his clothes half-undressed and half-leaning on the edge of the table, he was really arousing.

Lu Zheng's face flushed as soon as he saw him, and he turned his head away quickly. While silently reciting "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form", he turned his head back, but found that this white jade-like body was covered with scars of all sizes, especially a knife wound on the left upper arm that was so deep that the bone could be seen.

Lu Zheng's fantasy disappeared immediately, and he glared at Jian Yu: "Is this a minor injury?"

Jian Yu looked up at him with an extremely innocent expression.

Lu Zheng endured it and asked again: "Did you bring medicine?"

"Inside my coat."

Lu Zheng touched his coat again and found two porcelain bottles. "Which one?"

"The white one." Jian Yu said casually, adding, "The red one is poison."