Guan Xiaodie murmured, "On the day of our wedding, I kept thinking about one thing."
"What's up?"
Guan Xiaodie turned her head slightly to glance at Song Yuehua and smiled embarrassedly.
"I was thinking, if I were Miss Song's sister, if I were Xiaoyu, would Miss Song take me away regardless of everything?"
Song Yuehua opened her mouth, but could not say anything.
Guan Xiaodie continued, "I envy Xiaoyu so much, being protected by my elder sister..."
"After marrying Sun Wuji, I felt like I had never seen the sun again. I spent my days in darkness. Later, I figured it out. I could never become Xiaoyu. No one in the world would treat me like this. So I could only become Song Yuehua."
Having said that, Guan Xiaodie turned around and leaned lightly on the railing, the breeze blowing the loose hair on her forehead.
"On the day when the Guan family got into trouble, I asked to enter the temple to pray for my deceased husband. The Sun family was relieved to be able to clear themselves, and I finally escaped."
Guan Xiaodie sighed and said, "Even so, I'm not that comfortable after all. I can't go down the mountain..."
"If you don't go to see Xiaoyu, then ask Xiaoyu to come to see you. They are not far apart, so what's the harm?" Song Yuehua said in a gentle voice.
Guan Xiaodie gently gathered her fine hair that was blown by the wind, lowered her eyes and smiled, "You are right."
The two talked for a while, walked through the corridor and the pavilion, and finally arrived in front of Yunshan Pavilion where Taoist Miaoshou lived.
"Yixin, what are you doing here?"
A young woman spoke out and asked with a stern face.
Guan Xiaodie said, "My friend has a little sister. She heard about the name of Taoist Master Miaoshou and came all the way to the Taoist temple to pay her respects. Please let me know, Senior Sister."
"Wait."
After saying this, the young woman went in.
Guan Xiaodie had a feeling that she would not be able to meet him again, so she whispered, "Miss Song, even if we can't meet this time, there might be a chance next time."
Song Yuehua nodded slightly.
After waiting for a long time, the young female Taoist came out and said to the two of them, "Master Miaoshou does not wish to see guests today. Please go back."
"Maybe we can meet tomorrow?" Song Yuehua asked.
The female Taoist priest was obviously impatient and said, "How can I know about tomorrow's events today?"
Song Yuehua understood and said, "Thank you, Taoist Priest."
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