What does it feel like to be bathed in the warm autumn sun while a cool autumn breeze blows on your face?
—This is the breath of freedom!
They were locked up for a whole month!
That's one month; there are only twelve months in a year.
Even though the two of them used to be punished with confinement occasionally, that was in the past. Since they got married, they haven't done it. After getting married, they really got used to going out for walks every day. Suddenly being locked up for a month would be unbearable for anyone.
They said they were going to Yuanshan Temple to fulfill a vow, but in reality, the two of them rode their horses back and forth on the way, not wanting to go up the mountain at all. It wasn't until almost noon, when they were both a little hungry, that they finally went up the mountain.
After eating vegetarian food, they offered incense in front of the Bodhisattva. When they knelt in front of the Bodhisattva, they were both very well-behaved.
As they were leaving the main hall, the old monk who had been dozing off at the fortune-telling station by the door suddenly opened his eyes and smiled when he saw that it was Fu Hanlai and Jiang Xuelin.
He wasn't very familiar with Fu Hanlai, the heir of the Prince of Ping, but he was very familiar with Jiang Xuelin. This was because Jiang Xuelin used to like going to Yuanshan Temple, and over time, many monks at Yuanshan Temple became very familiar with her.
"How have you two been lately?" The old monk asked with the benevolence of a monk, then inquired whether they would like to receive a fortune slip.
Fu Hanlai raised an eyebrow, seemingly unconcerned. He glanced at Jiang Xuelin, who pondered for a moment before drawing a fortune stick as the old monk had instructed.
He glanced at it, then handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the old monk.
"Master, please explain this to me; I don't quite understand it."
Although she had drawn a fortune stick, Jiang Xuelin didn't really have any ideas about it.
The old monk took the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and then looked at Jiang Xuelin, who looked quite well, with a smile. "What does the benefactor request?"
Jiang Xuelin blinked, looking somewhat innocent. "I don't ask for anything. Didn't the master tell me to draw a fortune stick?"
The old monk: "..."
It was both funny and sad.
“You still have the same childlike heart as before.”
Upon hearing this, Fu Hanlai, who was standing nearby, immediately reached out and nudged Jiang Xuelin, saying, "He said you're childish and stupid."
The old monk: "..."
I couldn't help but think of what Fu Hanlai said when I prayed for a marriage last time.
This Prince Ping's heir speaks just as he always has.
"I knew it, they were definitely trying to scam money from the incense offerings."
Jiang Xuelin was speechless. She couldn't help but poke Fu Hanlai hard, making him hiss and gasp for breath.
"Benefactor, was the fortune stick I interpreted last time inaccurate?"
The old monk had seen many pilgrims here, as well as many lovesick men and women asking Buddha and Bodhisattva for all sorts of things. Jiang Xuelin and Fu Hanlai left a very deep impression on him.
After hearing the old monk's question, the two fell into a suspicious silence, neither of them saying a word, but both of them felt a little uneasy.
—It is indeed accurate.
And... it is indeed an excellent match.
Seeing their reaction, the old monk continued to smile.
He still remembered Fu Hanlai's words back then: "If you solve it well, the incense money will be doubled." But after he actually solved it well, he suspected that Fu Hanlai was only after the incense money. It's really...
Now you're not saying anything?
"Otherwise, Master, please continue to explain this fortune slip," Jiang Xuelin said hastily, feeling somewhat uneasy.
If we keep talking, their dignity and reputation will be exposed. Why did Fu Hanlai have to say something so inappropriate?
Why not just be honest?
"You've searched high and low without finding it, but it's right here without any effort." The old monk didn't press the matter further. He picked up a bamboo stick and read, "You are extremely lucky. The good deeds you have done will eventually come to fruition when you need them. What you are looking for is right before your eyes. At that time, you won't need to rack your brains; everything will be delivered to you."
Jiang Xuelin: "..."
To be honest, I still don't quite understand, but judging from the old monk's expression, it seems he's not going to continue.
Although curious about the meaning of this passage, Jiang Xuelin didn't really ask for anything from the divination, so she didn't take it too seriously.
"Then I'll take your kind words, Master." After saying that, Jiang Xuelin smiled brightly and pulled Fu Hanlai to add some incense oil.
"I didn't draw a fortune stick, why should I add money for incense?"
"Think about your offense last time."
Fu Hanlai: "..."
The two whispered among themselves for a while, and in the end, each added one hundred taels.
Two hundred taels of incense money would be a huge sum for an ordinary family, but the two of them thought about what happened when they prayed for a marriage last time, and they both felt that they should give this money.
It was still early, so the two of them didn't need to rush back. Thinking of the maple trees on the back mountain, they rode their horses at a leisurely pace to take a look.
It was already late autumn, and the maple leaves on the back mountain had turned red, creating a beautiful red glow in the distance.
Jiang Xuelin reached out and plucked a bright red maple leaf. Then, with a flick of her wrist, the leaf landed on the head of Fu Hanlai, who was also riding a horse nearby, seemingly doing nothing.
It was firmly inserted, resembling a ruby maple leaf headdress.
Fu Hanlai looked over blankly.
"Whose young master is so handsome? Why not snatch him back and make him our bandit husband?"
Jiang Xuelin rode over and used a small twig to hook Fu Hanlai's chin. The leaves on the twig tickled Fu Hanlai's chin, but when he heard Jiang Xuelin's words, he didn't get angry. Instead, he thought about it seriously.
"Okay, but the other little fairies have to be driven away, only me can stay."
Jiang Xuelin: "..."
"So jealous? Forget it, I don't want it anymore. I'll go snatch Dadu, who's willing to live happily with his other good brothers."
Fu Hanlai: "..."
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"Sigh, alright, since you insist so strongly, King Benshan has no choice but to agree. After all... King Benshan likes you."
"You're just taking advantage of how much I dote on you!"
Fu Hanlai: "..."
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