Chapter 194
Fortunately, the time set by Rongxi Hall was later than the time for morning and evening greetings, so Yunxi could sleep a little longer before going there.
Perhaps because she used to always get up early to pay her respects to Yun Wan, Yun Xi now doesn't sleep for long in the mornings. As soon as Shen Rang makes a move, she wakes up too.
The bed was dimly lit, but the eyes of the person in my arms were bright and sparkling.
Shen Rang's heart softened, and he gently stroked Yunxi's black hair with his large hand: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."
"I can't sleep," Yunxi blinked, "Shall we get up and get dressed?"
"good."
The two stood up together, and as they watched Yunxi bustling around them, a smile appeared in Shen Rang's eyes.
"You said that dressing me would make me think of you every moment, and that's really useful. I'll learn to dress you too, so you'll think of me all the time, okay?"
Yunxi blushed: "Even without Zirong helping me get dressed, I'm thinking about you all the time."
Shen Rang's eyes lit up slightly: "Really?"
"Hmm..." Yunxi fastened his belt. "It's getting late, let's go."
Shen Rang lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the slender, jade-like finger hooked around his belt, his eyes dark and unfathomable: "How am I supposed to leave like this?"
Yunxi belatedly let go, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed.
Just as she was about to take a step back, an arm reached out from her waist and pulled her into a broad embrace.
"I can't get involved with Mother's side for the time being, so I'm sorry to trouble you for the next couple of days."
Yunxi hugged his lean waist and said, "Madam is kind-hearted and won't make things difficult for me."
"If we delay any longer, it will really be too late, Zirong, hurry up and go."
"Um."
Shen Rang reluctantly let go of her hand and finally turned and left.
After Yunxi finished packing, she also headed towards Rongxi Hall.
When she arrived, Madam Zheng was still worshipping Buddha in the small Buddhist hall, so Zhou Mama led her to a side hall to sit down: "Has Auntie had breakfast yet?"
"I've already used it."
As Yunxi spoke, she secretly glanced around the side hall.
The hall was elegantly furnished, but surprisingly there were two desks, complete with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
That's strange.
Mrs. Zhou nodded and asked someone to serve her tea.
The room was very warm, and there was hot tea and snacks nearby, so Yunxi wasn't in a hurry at all.
After Zheng finished her prayers, she was surprised to learn that Yunxi had already arrived: "She's quite diligent."
Although I knew Yunxi wouldn't dare not come, there were still two quarters of an hour before Chenshi (7-9 AM).
As she spoke, Madam Zheng headed toward the side hall.
Upon hearing footsteps, Yunxi quickly rose and bowed to Madam Zheng, saying, "This concubine greets Madam."
Zheng gave a cold "hmm": "Since you're here, don't just sit around. Here's a copy of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra. You can copy it first."
"The most important thing in copying scriptures is to calm your mind. Your handwriting must not be sloppy, otherwise it is disrespectful to the gods and Buddhas, do you understand?"
No sooner had Zheng finished speaking than Zhou's mother came over carrying a thick Buddhist scripture book, about two fingers thick.
Yunxi said "Yes" and took the scriptures from Zhou Mama's hands.
"Auntie, this way."
As she spoke, Zhou's mother led her to one of the desks.
Zheng thought she was illiterate, but she didn't expect her to sit there so calmly and composed.
The maids who came with them had already started grinding ink, and they seemed quite skilled at it.
But this is nothing special; he probably learned it while serving Chen Rang how to grind ink.
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