Sun Yaowen raised his hand and landed a slap on his face, "What do you think you are! Are you getting tired of living?"
The young man named Xiao Chaihuo still politely clenched his fists, "It seems to me that the master is in a hurry. If master wouldn’t mind, you can use my horse carriage, as a small way to make for my sin."
Sun Yaowen was planning to beat this boy up some more but on hearing this, he reluctantly retracted his hand; reminded of today’s matter, it couldn’t afford delay. He snorted coldly, pointing at Xiao Chaihuo, "You’re lucky today! I have something urgent to do today and no time to waste with you, otherwise, I would have killed you!"
After finishing, he flicked his sleeve and went away, directly telling his coachman to hurry up and board Xiao Chaihuo’s carriage, darting away with agility.
Xiao Chaihuo stood on the spot, wearing a bamboo hat, which kept others from seeing his face clearly, but they all felt sympathy for him.
"So unlucky, to have provoked such a character, this kid is pitiful."
"Today his luck is better, what kind of person is Sun Yaowen? I know too well, the most violent tempered, if there wasn’t something urgent today, he wouldn’t have left this child alive."
"Who wouldn’t agree, sigh!"
Xiao Chaihuo, unaware of these sympathetic comments, pulled his bamboo hat a bit lower, turned and entered the alley on the right side of the street, and his figure disappeared after a few turns.
At the same time, there were still many people coming in and out of the QingShui temple to pray, but as the light faded, there were basically only people coming out of the temple, who would come to pray so late?
A discreet boy stood at the entrance, constantly looking out, until he saw a horse carriage slowly moving past, he turned and ran inside.
The boy passed through the temple, straight to the chamber in the back yard, where Cui Cui was already waiting at the door. The boy ran over and whispered a few words to Cui Cui, who nodded, "You go and tell Aunt Yun first."
"Sure!", the boy turned and ran off.
Cui Cui then immediately went into the house. Song Ya Lan anxiously asked, "Have they arrived?"
Cui Cui responded joyously, "They have arrived! Miss, they have reached the entrance of the temple. They should be here soon."
"Have you seen him clearly? Is it really him?" Song Ya Lan asked with some excitement.
"Oh, the boy just told me it’s the Mu family’s carriage, who else can it be? The carriage even has the emblem of the Mu family on it. Don’t worry. I’ve already asked him to report to Aunt Yun. Aunt Yun is well-prepared. Now Miss, please be relieved." Cui Cui said.
Song Ya Lan finally relaxed, quickly took out the incense burner: "Quick, quick, light this incense burner."
"Yes!" Cui Cui took the match, lit the incense burner, and a mesmerizing fragrance began to fill the room before long.
Cui Cui smiled and made a respectful salutation: "I would like to wish Miss in advance for everything to go smoothly, and soon become the rightful Lady Mu."
Song Ya Lan gave Cui Cui a look, "You withdraw."
"Yes!" Cui Cui withdrew.
Song Ya Lan sat quietly in the room, her heart, however, had already started pounding.
That fragrance Yi Ling gifted indeed has great effect; after only a short time, Song Ya Lan found her head a bit fuzzy and started to feel a bit feverish.
The sky outside was already dark. The temple’s environment was simple, candlelight was scarce at night. In this small chamber, only two candles were lit. Their dim light surprisingly added a bit of ambiguous warmth to the room.
Just when Song Ya Lan was starting to feel her mouth dry, the door was pushed open, and her already fluttering heart now climbed straight up her throat.
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The boy at the temple gate, after notifying Song Ya Lan, then ran to the meditation room to inform Yi Ling.
At this time, in the meditation room, the presiding monk was still preaching. Although it was boring, it was Xin He’s first time listening, and given that it was to bless the child in her belly, she bore it patiently.
While Yi Ling seemed to listen attentively, her thoughts had already taken flight. When the boy came in and whispered something, Yi Ling’s eyes flashed. She nodded slightly before he slipped out.
Xin He, seeing this, smiled and said, "Do you still have matters to attend to? If there are other matters, let’s end today’s session. The day is already late."
Only then did Yi Ling turn to look out the window, she was surprised, "It’s already dark outside."
Then she laughed, "It seems we were too engrossed in listening." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
The presiding monk smiled and said, "Seems like you both have a connection with Buddhism, today’s preaching isn’t in vain."
Xin He clasped her hands together and chuckled, "I really appreciate your efforts today."
"No harm, no harm. It was just a sermon. The day isn’t early anymore. Should we stop at this point and head home?"
Xin He looked at Yi Ling, obviously indicating that the decision was hers. Yi Ling found Xin He to be quite agreeable today which made her feel uneasy.
However, they were at a point of no return, so even if she didn’t feel secure, she had to carry on.
"Today is already late, we haven’t had dinner yet. Why don’t we have a vegetarian meal at the temple before heading home? We’re not far from home." Yi Ling said.
Xin He knew that she was just stalling for time, but was indifferent and smiled, "Okay."
Then the presiding monk went out to prepare the vegetarian meal.
Shulan whispered, "Madam, Xiao Chaihuo is back."
Xin He said, "Let him in."
When Xiao Chaihuo came in, he was carrying two packages of cakes in his hand. One bag of green bean cakes and one bag of crab yolk pastries, he bowed his head and said, "Madam."
Xin He glanced at his slightly swollen right cheek, her eyebrows furrowed, "What happened to your face?"
Xiao Chaihuo said, "I had a quarrel on the road. It’s nothing."
Xin He naturally guessed what had happened, her eyes flickered with cold light, she gently said, "Why are you so impulsive? Go and get some ointment to rub on it."
Xiao Chaihuo obediently nodded, "Understood."
He then handed Shulan the cakes and then turned and walked out, but he didn’t go to find the ointment, instead he stood guard outside the door.
He was a smart boy. He knew that now was the most critical moment. He dared not to leave, fearing that she would meet with any accidents.
Yi Ling smiled and said, "The madam is so nice to even a little servant. She truly is an innately kind person. No wonder the presiding monk said the madam is connected to Buddhism."
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