Jing'an Temple is built against the mountain and has a majestic presence.
From the foot of the mountain to the mountain gate, and then to the temple, the road is paved with blue bricks and draped with golden leaves, creating a solemn and peaceful atmosphere.
Autumn is in full swing, and the maple trees not far away have turned a deep red, as vivid as blood.
The two sisters, Shen Qiyin and Shen Qiyin, climbed the steps.
Shen Ruyin was sincere; every few steps she would bow and kowtow, chanting things like, "May my father return safely."
Shen Qiyin was even more sincere than her, bowing with each step, silently praying: "Please let my father die in prison."
Upon entering the temple, one sees the fragrant sandalwood incense, and the golden Buddha statues standing solemnly with dignified appearances.
Jing'an Temple is a large temple with a thriving incense offering tradition. People come in an endless stream to offer incense and pray for blessings, many of whom are women from noble families. Therefore, the temple has set aside separate rooms for them to rest.
After Shen Qiyin and Shen Ruyin burned incense and prayed in the main hall, Shen Ruyin arranged to go to the dormitory to copy scriptures, and Shen Qiyin went with her.
As they walked around the corridor and through an archway, Shen Ruyin, who was walking in front, accidentally bumped into someone.
The girl at the head of the group was about the same age as them, dressed in a pink dress, and looked charming and cute, but her arrogant eyes ruined the beauty of the outfit.
"Who's so blind?!" she shouted angrily.
Startled, Shen Ruyin shrank back and immediately hid behind Shen Qiyin, pitifully tugging at her sleeve.
She's always been like that.
When she got into trouble, she would feign pitifulness, intimidating Shen Qiyin into fighting for her, while she would hide behind her and enjoy the show, watching with great interest as Shen Qiyin was gossiped about and pointed at. In the end, she would add, "It's not like I asked her to help me. It's just that I like to meddle in other people's business."
When the girl in pink saw Shen Qiyin, she was taken aback. Her anger turned into disgust, and she said mockingly, "Who do we have here? It's the second young lady of the Shen family who's always trying to climb the social ladder."
Shen Qiyin ignored the other party's sarcasm and remained calm and composed.
She recognized her.
The young lady from the household of the Vice Minister of Rites, the younger sister of Feng Heng, and her ill-fated sister-in-law, Feng Ruoying.
"Your sister bumped into me, what should we say?"
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