The "wooden man" Chun Liu secretly looked at the happy Prince Wei, and then looked at the Prince's wife whose ears were flushed but who had to keep a stern face to pretend to be serious, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Although she didn't know what was going on, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Crown Prince and his wife had been getting closer and closer. She thought it would be great if the two of them stayed like this forever.
Of course, it’s not that the masters were bad people before, but she likes the way they get along with each other now, which makes people feel happy when they see it.
Among the many temples in the capital, Lingyun Temple has one of the largest number of pilgrims. Even at this time, you can still see pilgrims coming and going.
No one knew what Wei Junhang had told his servants, but after a short while, a little nun came and led them to a relatively quiet courtyard.
Looking at the plates of steamed buns on the table, which were not very exquisite but very appetizing, Shen Xinyan couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks on the table.
"Madam, please try these three-fresh buns. Do they taste better than the ones we make in our house?" Wei Junhang moved faster than her. He picked up a bun and put it into her mouth, his eyes sparkling.
Shen Xinyan opened her mouth subconsciously and bit it.
"What's going on?" Wei Junhang moved closer to her, his face full of anticipation.
Shen Xinyan wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, looked into his eyes and said with a smile: "It really lives up to its reputation. Thank you, Prince, for giving me the opportunity to taste this rare delicacy."
After getting a satisfactory answer, Wei Junhang smiled even more brilliantly, and waved his hand and said, "We are husband and wife, madam, you don't have to be polite."
The couple sat opposite each other, slowly savoring the fragrant buns and chatting about family matters in low voices from time to time.
It was also at this time that Shen Xinyan realized more deeply that her husband was really a very patient person. He did not show any impatience when listening to her nagging about family matters. Instead, he looked very interested and asked her a few questions like "and then" from time to time, which made her talk more involuntarily.
"...You can't let Ying'er do whatever she wants. Last time, she went to Lin'er's room and made a mess of his homework. As a result, Lin'er couldn't hand in his homework that day. The teacher reported her to his father, and he was punished by his father to do horse stance for half an hour. He almost broke his leg."
"But they all kept it a secret from me. If Xia He hadn't let it slip, I wouldn't have known about it!"
When it came to matters concerning her children, she couldn't help but complain.
Wei Junhang scratched his ears naively and just smiled at her, not saying anything good or bad.
Ying'er was such a troublemaker, he really couldn't resist her. If he agreed to Madam's request now, and was troubled by her again in the future, wouldn't that be a breach of trust with Madam? It was better to muddle through.
Fortunately, Shen Xinyan did not expect to get a positive answer from him. She owed her daughter a lot in her last life, and in this life she wanted to give her all her heart. Now although she blamed her husband for being too responsive to her daughter's requests, if it were her turn, she might not be able to be so cruel.
The couple sat and talked for a while and then went to the yard to take a walk to digest their food. After walking for a while, they saw Chunliu mumbling something from a distance.
"What happened?" Shen Xinyan asked.
"This Lingyun Temple is so strange that there are actually little thieves. I just came back from the front and heard someone say that a little thief sneaked into the chamber where the women lived and almost scared the woman to death. Could it be that this little thief is actually a flower thief?" When Chunliu mentioned this, there was some fear on her face.
"What nonsense! Lingyun Temple is a quiet place for Buddhism. How could such a blind thief dare to break in?" Shen Xinyan frowned slightly, not really believing what he said.
Chun Liu thought about it and felt that it made sense. He touched his nose shyly, smiled at her flatteringly, and ran into the house in a flash. But he didn't expect to suddenly scream out in surprise the next moment - "Ah!!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Shen Xinyan was shocked and wanted to rush into the house, but Wei Junhang pulled her back.
"Madam, where are the buns we were going to take back for the eldest master and the fourth young lady? They were clearly here just now, how come they disappeared? Could it be that a thief really had come in just now?" Chunliu first had a tearful face, and then her expression changed.
Wei Junhang, who rushed in after leaving his wife behind, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when seeing this. He said unhappily, "It's just a few buns. If they're gone, they're gone. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Shen Xinyan poked her forehead helplessly, but when she heard her next words, her expression changed slightly, especially when she suddenly heard a strange noise coming from outside the half-open courtyard door, her chest tightened and she subconsciously leaned towards Wei Junhang beside her.
Chunliu also took small steps and moved behind the two of them.
Feeling his wife's dependence on him, Wei Junhang suddenly became full of pride and puffed out his chest: "Don't worry, I'll go meet that little thief!"
After saying this, he patted the back of Shen Xinyan's hand comfortingly, told Chunliu to serve the lady well, picked up a fist-thick wooden stick leaning against the wall, and walked out of the house with his head held high.
"You--" Shen Xinyan wanted to call him, but Wei Junhang, who was determined to show his heroism in front of his wife, walked too fast. Before she could say anything, he kicked open the gate and swung a stick at the people outside.
"Hey, who are you from, you little thief? How dare you..."
"I'm your father!!" He didn't expect that the man's roar was more powerful than his, which stunned him on the spot. Shen Xinyan, who had sensed something was wrong and chased after him, immediately rubbed his forehead as soon as he saw the man.
"Father!" She quickly straightened her clothes and hair and went forward to greet him.
The Duke of England snorted heavily at his son, but he didn't know how to do anything to his daughter-in-law, so he nodded at her and agreed.
Wei Junhang had already been made dispirited by his yelling. He walked forward with his head hung, "Father!"
After thinking about it, he felt a little unwilling that he could not play the hero, and whispered: "Why are you so sneaky, old man? I thought you were a little Mao who came to steal something... Ouch!"
Before he could finish his words, he got a slap on the face.
"You can't tell friend from foe! If you go to the battlefield like this, you may not be able to defeat the enemy, but you may also implicate your own people!" The British prince was furious, his eyes were wide open, and his beard was twitching with anger.
Wei Junhang was scolded so much that he dared not say a word. He just touched his nose and stood aside obediently, allowing him to scold him.
"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still as strong as ever." The sudden chanting of the Buddha interrupted the Duke Ying's scolding and made Wei Junhang and his wife breathe a sigh of relief. They turned around and saw a kind-looking old monk standing not far away with a smile on his face.
"Master Huiming!" The Duke of England glared at his son, and his servant pushed the wooden wheelchair and sent him to Master Huiming.
Naturally, they were polite to each other.
Shen Xinyan was a female member of the family, so it was not appropriate for her to stay for long. She whispered something to Wei Junhang and left with Chunliu.
Wei Junhang wanted to accompany her, but his father was eyeing him covetously, and he didn't have the courage to touch the tiger's whiskers. He could only stand by absent-mindedly, and didn't even notice that the two people mentioned him in their conversation.
"... Duke Wei, you worry too much. From what I have seen of the Crown Prince's face, I think that although he may not be destined to be a commander-in-chief, he has the appearance of a lucky general who can protect the safety and stability of the clan." Master Huiming said meaningfully.
The British prince was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask more questions, but the other party had already changed the subject.
He glanced at his son, whose mind had long been wandering somewhere else, and frowned, as if thinking about something.
But on the other side, Shen Xinyan thought that it was a rare opportunity to come to the temple, so she simply took Chunliu to the main hall to burn incense, silently praying for her daughter in her heart, hoping that her daughter would be healthy in this life and not suffer the tragedy of the previous life again.
When leaving the hall, the two returned along the same route, intending to meet up with Wei Junhang. When they turned a corner, they suddenly saw a young woman in gorgeous clothes talking in a low voice to a maid in front of them. Perhaps she felt that the other person looked familiar, so she couldn't help but look at her a few more times. The woman noticed her gaze and raised her eyes to look at her. When their eyes met, Shen Xinyan had a flash of inspiration and finally remembered who this person was.
In her previous life, she lived a depressed life and seldom interacted with others. During the rare times she went out, the person who left the deepest impression on her was a woman - that was Madam Xu, the owner of Ruyi Tower, which would later compete with Linglong Pavilion and Nishangxuan.
When she first met Mrs. Xu, she was already a woman with a disability, but what she saw on her face was a confident and high-spirited look that could not be ignored, as if nothing in the world could stump her.
At that moment, she felt an inexplicable envy in her heart. Then she looked at the wheelchair the other person was sitting in and felt sorry for him.
If a woman like this could stand up, she would be such a dazzling person in the crowd!
Later, she heard that Mrs. Xu's legs were not born like that, but were injured by someone close to her.
Now, she looked at the other person standing steadily under the tree, and suddenly realized that she had not encountered those betrayals at this time.
Should I remind the other party? Shen Xinyan frowned and thought. For a moment, she felt that she should not interfere. After all, they didn't know each other, and even if she told him, she was afraid that people might not believe her. But if she didn't tell him, she would feel sorry for the fate that the other party would encounter next.
As she hesitated, she got closer and closer to Madam Xu, and was about to pass by her. Finally, she couldn't help but stop and whispered, "Be careful of the wolves around you."
After saying this, he quickened his pace and left without waiting for the other party to react.
Xu Sumin looked at the figure walking further and further away in surprise, and she was still a little unable to react.
Who is she? What does she know? Why does she need to remind herself?
"Madam, what's wrong?" The trusted maid came over and asked curiously when she saw her strange expression.
"Check which family the lady just mentioned is from," Xu Sumin instructed softly. After a pause, she added, "Also, check it out privately after you go back."
As for what to investigate, the maid nodded in understanding.
Shen Xinyan regretted the moment she said that. She felt that things had been going too smoothly for her recently, and she was a little lost. She actually intervened in the affairs of a stranger. This was really...
She sighed and rubbed her forehead.