Compared to the discomfort of being in the border town, returning to the capital felt like a trip to Shulan.
Uncle Rong had arranged the carriage to be very comfortable, so even in the cold wind, it didn't feel cold.
With plenty of time on the road, no one was in a hurry to get going.
However, after arriving in Yaocheng, the temperature became noticeably warmer.
After taking off her thick cotton-padded coat, her face was no longer so dry, and Shulan immediately felt much more comfortable.
They were resting in a restaurant when Shulan said to the person next to her, "The border town is too dry. I wish it were like here."
He Fengmian, who was walking beside her, paused. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, he took her hand and whispered, "I'm sorry to have made you suffer with me in this border town."
The environment in the border town was indeed too harsh.
Holding her hand in his rough, large palm, Shulan never expected that her casual remark would make him feel so guilty.
She hooked her finger in his palm and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, I haven't suffered at all."
That's true.
Although she did suffer when she first arrived in this world, it was because the original owner of this body was hit on the back of the head, which made her feel uncomfortable for a long time.
But ever since he drew the weapon blueprints, his conditions improved. He had good food and drink in the border town, and apart from being a little tired from the epidemic, he hadn't really suffered much.
She looked at He Fengmian as he looked at her and said with a smile, "If you really feel that I have suffered in the border town, then just love me more."
He Fengmian nodded solemnly: "Okay."
Even if his wife doesn't say it, he will.
"Jian," He Fengling, who was holding his son in his arms and being pushed around by Shi Yi and the others, was about to talk to his younger brother.
Turning to look at the two people who were talking, I saw how sticky they were, to the point that no one else could get in.
With a smile in her eyes, she carried her son into the private room of the restaurant.
During the meal, he even suggested to Shulan, "Sister-in-law, the scenery here is quite nice. Why don't you let Jianxing take you around to see what's there?"
Before Shulan could answer, He Fengmian said, "Alright, you can go ahead, I'll take Shulan to play for a few days and then catch up with you."
Shulan rarely travels, but the last time I saw her in Yaocheng, she was very curious about everything.
He had long wanted to take her on a proper trip.
"Alright, you two have a good time and don't worry about us." He Fengling was very satisfied with his younger brother's understanding and nodded in agreement.
After finishing their meal, He Fengmian rode Jingfeng, taking Shulan, who had changed into men's clothing, with him. The two planned to visit a temple that they had heard was quite good.
The other large groups headed towards the capital.
He Fengling looked at his son, who was reluctant to leave, in his arms and said, "Alright, let's go."
The chubby boy didn't object; he just leaned his plump body against his father's chest, looking utterly dejected.
Until his father picked up a very nice-looking piece of glutinous rice cake and said, "You can only eat one piece at most."
This stuff is sweet and hard to digest, so Shulan used to discourage her son from eating too much of it.
But now, in order to appease her son, she has no other choice but to use this.
Sure enough, the fat man immediately noticed the glutinous rice cake he liked.
His face immediately lit up with a smile. He picked up the pastry, took a bite, and savored it.
This change of expression is faster than turning the pages of a book.
He Fengling was amused and exasperated by his greedy look. He patted his little bottom and then slowly walked away.
He Fengmian, riding the Jingfeng, brought Shulan to Fuyuan Temple.
Shulan looked at the temple gate not far away. It was ancient and grand, quiet and secluded, and many people were going in and out, their faces filled with piety.
Let's go.
He Fengmian handed Jingfeng over to the newly arrived Chu Er, and together with Shulan, they entered the temple.
Upon entering the temple, one sees the mottled apricot-yellow courtyard walls exuding a sense of antiquity, while in a corner of the courtyard stands a towering Bodhi tree, draped with red silk ribbons.
At this time, many people were hanging red silk ribbons there, on which were the various wishes of believers to the Bodhisattva.
Shulan followed He Fengmian, walking and looking around, until they arrived at the main hall.
The hall is bright and clean, the golden Buddha is majestic, and there are lotus lamps in the niches on both sides.
At this moment, some people were praying and kneeling in the main hall. Some people stood there with their hands clasped together and their eyes closed, waiting for others to stand up before kneeling down to worship.
The two offered incense and prayed together. In addition to praying for her own smooth sailing and good health in this world, Shulan also prayed for her family members in the other world to be safe, healthy, happy and carefree.
After they finished their prayers, they left the main hall together. Suddenly, an autumn wind blew up, and Shulan seemed to hear a voice calling her.
Turning her head to look in that direction, she saw the tall Bodhi tree in the corner of the yard. Images of her family members flashed by, making her pause slightly, and she kept looking at the Bodhi tree.
"Shulan".
He Fengmian looked at the stunned person and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Shulan snapped out of her daze, looked at him, and smiled: "It's nothing."
She looked at the Bodhi tree again and said with a smile, "I just feel that the tree must hold everyone's most sincere hopes and dreams."
Whether it was just her imagination or a genuine miracle, she thought, "Jianxing, let's come to a temple every year to pray for our family."
Every year she prays for her family and tells them that she is doing well in this world.
She thought that her family members would surely receive her wishes and words of blessing.
He Fengmian said, "Okay."
The two strolled around for a while longer, then left Fuyuan Temple and rode their Jingfeng bikes at a leisurely pace, not in a hurry to get going.
He Fengmian gently embraced her and asked, "Would you like to go eat the white jade chicken breast and stew from Yizhou?"
Shulan leaned against him, in a good mood, and said, "Okay."
He Fengmian took her and headed towards Yizhou.
Although they were going to Yizhou to eat delicious food, they would also stop to take a look at the beautiful scenery along the way and the towns they passed through.
When it got dark, He Fengmian and his group found a town to rest in and asked for two superior rooms.
After finishing their meal, there wasn't much to see in town, so they just digested their food. Shulan then decided to take a bath to relax.
The bathtub was enormous; it should have taken two waiters to lift it, but He Fengmian carried it in all by himself, saying, "The water is a little hot, so you can soak in it. I'll go outside and keep watch for you."
"Okay." With He Fengmian outside, she didn't need to worry about anything.
As she sat in the tub, the slightly hot water quickly turned her entire body pink, and her long, black hair was freely scattered in the water, creating a picture of a beautiful woman emerging from a bath.
The rising heat soothes the body, dispelling all the fatigue of the day.
Shulan leaned against the tub, closed her eyes, and sighed comfortably, unconsciously recalling what she had thought about at Fuyuan Temple earlier that day.
Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep in that comfortably warm water...
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