Is Fengqing Temple effective?
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and it is the time for family reunion.
Madam Qin had already sent someone to fetch Liu San, and Master Liu rarely pretended to be a loving father. He stopped entering the West Courtyard and took Liu San to the study whenever he had time. Even if he had nothing to say to Madam Qin at night, he would stay in the East Courtyard.
The masters are like this. As long as someone can pass on the incense, they will look good to him.
Recently, Yulan often heard the little maids in the courtyard whispering about how magical Fengqing Temple was when they were slacking off. She said that she must go to Fengqing Temple to pay her respects someday when she had the chance.
She didn't believe in any supernatural things, but if it was really that magical, she would like Liu Er to go and worship it.
Wrist injuries are easy to heal, but heart illnesses are difficult to cure.
"Do you want to go to Fengqing Temple to worship?"
Yulan was practicing Tai Chi with Liu Er in the yard. She closed her eyes and suddenly started talking about the recent rumors about Fengqing Temple.
"I haven't thought about it."
“I heard it works.”
"If you want to go, I'll tell Butler Liu." Liu Er opened one eye and secretly glanced at Yulan's expression at the moment.
Yulan pouted at this time, looking unhappy.
"If you want me to go... I'll think of something..."
It’s not easy for Liu Er to go out. First he has to pass the test of Mrs. Qin.
The next day, he sat in Shiliuju for a long time. Aunt Chuanfang only said that the lady was copying scriptures in the small Buddhist hall and asked him to wait.
This wait lasted from daytime until sunset, until the eldest sister came back from the garden after flying the kite.
"Second brother, why are you sitting here?"
Miss Liu looks very similar to Mr. Liu, with plain facial features on an oval face that is exactly the same as Mrs. Qin's.
"I want to go out and tell mother. She is so kind and has been praying for my third brother, so as the eldest brother, I naturally have to wait." After saying this, Liu Er put the empty tea bowl in his hand on the table.
Miss Liu was no fool. Knowing her mother's relationship with Liu Er, she probably didn't want to bother with it. She simply said, "What a coincidence! There's a chrysanthemum viewing banquet at the Yang residence tomorrow. The third daughter of the Yang family and I are good friends, so she sent me a visiting card. I'll tell my mother about it, and my second brother will just consider it as accompanying me."
Liu Er also tactfully went down the stairs, thanked his elder sister and returned to the north courtyard.
Back in the north courtyard, he found Yulan dozing on the swing, her round face rubbing against the thick hemp rope, leaving red marks. Liu Er noticed she had lost some weight recently. These days, she'd dragged him to practice martial arts in the courtyard every night, so it was no wonder she was so tired during the day.
Liu Er looked around and saw no one. He wanted to carry Yulan into the house and let her sleep on the soft couch so that she could sleep more comfortably. When he walked over, he saw the gauze on his wrist. He hesitated for a long time, and finally took out an unworn cloak from the house and put it on Yulan.
Looking at her sleeping face, he couldn't bear to disturb her, so he put a cloak on her and carefully went back to the house, back to his desk, back to the window, and fell into the pile of densely painted small portraits.
Yulan had become increasingly paranoid since returning from Fengqing Temple, mumbling to herself every day. Bao Fu couldn't help but tease her, "Wow! Our North Courtyard is going to have a little Taoist priest."
"Don't give me that!" Yulan kicked Bao Fu. "The Taoist priest at Fengqing Temple said that I'm destined to be a handsome man."
"He's quite handsome. I think he's just a bit of a bully in the North Courtyard."
"You are jealous of me."
"Are you jealous that you're the talented guy from the North Court? I'm a deity who came down to earth to overcome my tribulations!"
Yulan didn't care anymore and chased Bao Fu to beat him up. Although she was just teasing him and knew when to hit him, she was called into the house by Liu Er who was passing by.
"Look, the second young master is fair and strict, and he is going to uphold justice for me." Seeing Yulan being called in, he put his hands on his hips and raised his eyebrows proudly.
Yulan followed Liu Er into the house, wondering what nonsense this ancestor was going to say today.
"Change the dressing." He stretched out his left hand.
"Isn't it twice a day? It was just changed." Yulan stood on tiptoe to take a look and muttered softly.
"It's bleeding." Liu Er said in a flat tone, as if it was someone else's hand that was bleeding.
Yulan saw it was indeed. She thought to herself, "Wasn't it already scabbed over? Why is it cracking again?" She wondered what had happened to this ancestor today.
She fetched the medicine box and carefully changed Liu Er's dressing, nagging him repeatedly, "Be more careful on a daily basis. If this wound doesn't heal, the scar it leaves behind will be unsightly."
"Are you disgusted?"
"What do I dislike?" Yulan was confused by the question.
"That means not to be disgusted."
Yulan thought this was very strange. It seemed that Fengqing Temple was not very effective. Liu Er was still thinking and talking nonsense like that. The immortal was probably fooling her.
"Don't think too much, just eat well and sleep well."
Thanks to Liu Er, Yulan's skill in bandaging wounds has become more and more proficient. In the future, even if she goes to other people's clinics, her skills will be no worse than those of the young doctors.
"Eat well? Sleep well?" Liu Er pondered this for a while, then asked surprisingly, "You like round ones?"
"Huh?" Yulan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what Liu Er was talking about and said in shame and anger, "What?!!!"
Seeing two blushes on Yulan's cheeks, Liu Er became more certain of his thoughts, and his eyes unconsciously became a little more gloomy.
"Stop imagining things!"
Yulan packed up her medicine chest and left the room, slamming the door loudly with a rage in her heart. She regretted it immediately, fearing that Liu Er might think too much, so she went back into the room.
"Did you drop something?"
Yulan pretended to look around and made up an excuse: "I don't know where my earring fell."
"On your earlobe." Liu Er sat in front of the desk and exposed her in person.
Yulan touched the pearl on her earlobe, smiled awkwardly, and left the room again, closing the door gently.
Liu Er looked at the courtyard outside the small window. It was much more desolate than usual, so he asked Bao Fuguo to come and sweep the courtyard a few more times.
Bao Fu had been increasingly puzzled recently. Why was the Second Young Master, frustrated and frustrated, now taking his anger out on them, the servants? He was truly difficult to please!
The Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner must be prepared in advance. This time, the master and the mistress saw that Liu San was in good health, so they decided to hold a grand banquet.
The slanted-eyed woman couldn't stop grinning. Her wallet must have been several times fatter than before. Her eyes were even more crooked and slanted, and she could hardly see anyone.
When Yulan went to get food from the north courtyard, she saw Lianqiao from the vanilla garden arguing with a squinting old woman. The old woman was very stubborn and didn't seem afraid at all.
The East Courtyard had been bustling these days, while the Vanilla Garden had been somewhat quieter. Naturally, the slanted-eyed woman was superior. The Vanilla Garden normally brought in quite a few good things, so shouldn't she show some filial respect during a festive occasion like this?
Lian Qiao argued until her face turned red, and finally she was so angry that she smashed a jade bracelet on the table, and only then did the old woman show a little more of a friendly attitude towards her.
Things like this in the kitchen were nothing new to her. The old woman took the jade bracelet and admired it for a moment. It looked good, so she put it in her arms, muttering obscenely, "This second-floor master really thinks he's the master."
The slant-eyed woman wanted to stop Yulan when she saw her coming in, but then she remembered that little bitch had pointed a kitchen knife at her and nearly hit her on the head, and she got a little scared. This one was even harder to deal with, so the slant-eyed woman turned a blind eye and considered herself at a disadvantage.
As Yulan was leaving, Miss Liu's servant, Kulian, happened to come in. She wasn't there to order food, but to instruct the kitchen to make mooncakes for everyone in the house, no one left out, and everyone had to get five flavors. She also specifically instructed that a separate portion of fresh meat be sent to Mr. Shen.
Yulan thought to herself, as expected of Miss Liu, she was so thoughtful. It's true that good shoots come from bad bamboo.
"Five mooncakes are enough for you?" Liu Er tapped Yulan on the head with his pen. "You really shouldn't have followed me. You're becoming more and more superficial."
"It's not about a few mooncakes. I think Miss Liu is really good. It was she who helped to cover for us when we went back to Fengqing Temple last time." Yulan defended herself aggrievedly, covering her forehead.
"That's really good, elder sister. The North Courtyard is poor, and it must have been hard for you."
"You didn't say you wanted to go."
Yulan couldn't understand why Liu Er's speech had become more and more strange recently. He sounded like a sad and jealous woman in the boudoir.
An absurd idea arose in her mind, but was quickly suppressed and killed in its cradle.
Even if they were in love, what good could she and Liu Er have in store? A love affair between an illegitimate son and daughter? Or a young man enjoying his free time? Or the fantasy of "a beautiful lady, a gentleman's ideal match"?
She shook her head to sober herself up.
Mr. Zhang once told her that there is no man in the world who is not unfaithful. Whether he looks honest and dull or handsome and handsome, he is just saying things to please the girls. Don't get carried away and ruin the rest of your life.
"What wish did you make when you went to Fengqing Temple last time?" Yulan thought for a long time and found something else to ask.
"Keep it secret." Liu Er suddenly smiled meaningfully.
It's becoming increasingly difficult to understand.
Yulan didn't want to dwell on it, so she peeled a few more grapefruit slices and placed them on Liu Er's plate. She'd recently taken a liking to the aroma of grapefruit, so she loved peeling them. The aroma that burst forth the moment the flesh was opened was especially fragrant, and the remaining grapefruit peel also had a delicate fragrance that smelled better in the house than sandalwood or agarwood.
She peeled grapefruits for Liu Er for several days in a row, but grapefruits were too cold, so she didn't dare eat much herself and gave most of them to Liu Er.
Liu Er also wondered if the old woman in the kitchen had made things difficult for Yulan again, forcing her to peel grapefruits every day.
"Does your hand hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Liu Er looked at Yulan's hands circling around those grapefruits every day, and her fingertips were slightly white. How could it not hurt?
I thought that it was my fault and that Yulan had suffered for nothing.
"I'll peel it for you." Liu Er rolled up his sleeves, took the fresh pomelo, and was about to peel it when he was stopped by Yulan.
"Don't worry about it." Yulan was frightened when she saw him about to take action, fearing that Liu Er's wound would open again. "I can do this. If you really want to help, eat more."
Liu Er didn't understand why, and after eating grapefruit for a few days in a row, he became thinner and felt a little sour in his stomach.
Haitang noticed that Yulan always came back late at night these days, so she picked a day and blocked Yulan's way at night.
"Where are you going?" Haitang was tall, and where she stood was like a wall, impossible to push open.
"I'm bringing midnight snacks to the Second Young Master." Yulan explained, holding the empty lunch box.
"Let me go today, you go back and rest."
Haitang pretended to take the food box, but Yulan dodged it. She smiled and said politely, "Don't bother, sister. I usually deliver it. I'm used to it."
"Aren't you delivering midnight snacks?" Haitang demanded. Seeing Yulan's expression froze and she stopped talking, her face grew even more furious as she began to curse, "What are you doing? Do you think you can be the master? How many good results can come from those methods? Are those masters and squires good people? Are you crazy?"
Yulan blushed after being scolded. She wanted to speak but didn't know how to explain. Finally, she blurted out: "It has nothing to do with you!"
"I was sent by the Madam to look after you, so this naturally has something to do with me!" Haitang grabbed Yulan's wrist to prevent her from breaking free. "Let's go! Let's go to Shiliuju to see the Madam! Let's go and make things clear!"
"I'm innocent! What do you want to see Madam?"
"Since you are innocent, why are you feeling guilty?"
Haitang was tall and strong, while Yulan was petite. Seeing that the argument was fruitless, Haitang simply carried Yulan on his shoulders and headed towards the East Courtyard.
Yulan was also stunned after being carried up. She struggled and beat Haitang's shoulders, but it was no use. In the end, she could only shout: "Let me go!"
Only after being carried all the way to the north courtyard gate did Yulan hear Liu Er's voice. She felt relieved as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Father and mother have gone to bed. Please don't disturb them so late at night."
Haitang's expression turned even more irritable when she saw that it was Liu Er. After putting Yulan down and steadying her, she demanded in a stern voice, "You let Yulan come to your room every night! Are you going to marry her or not?"
As soon as Haitang finished speaking, Yulan wanted to explain that things were not as Haitang thought, but before she could explain, Liu Er answered with a clear and concise word:
"Marry!"
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