The system hugged its legs and snorted coldly: [Of course, I want to investigate the future working environment to see if it is suitable for me to become a monk in the future! 】
Zhen Qingyin sighed and replied: "The Song family has a cousin who became a monk in Qingyue Temple. I wanted to see how she is doing."
Little Yin thought that Mrs. Chao Guogong asked Zhen Qingyin to visit the girl from the Song family, so she didn't ask any more questions and instead talked about the cultural scenery on the road.
The carriage ran for two full hours, and after noon, it arrived at the foot of Mount Li.
Zhen Qingyin had just lifted her legs, which were bumpy and numb, when her second uncle's voice suddenly came from outside the carriage: "See His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
Zhen Qingyin's legs softened and she sat back down.
System surprise: [Host, host! Ahahaha, you and the hero meet again! However, the male protagonist seemed unhappy. He probably recognized the Zhen family's carriage and remembered the slap you gave him. You can coax him for a while. 】
At the same time as the system sound sounded, Prince Xu helped Zhen Shilian up, and his voice was cold and gentle: "You don't need to be polite, Minister Zhen. I wonder why Minister Zhen is here?"
Zhen Shilian suppressed his doubts and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness."
For a second, his expression changed to sadness, "Chen's mother has been in poor health recently. My niece said she wanted to come to Qingyue Temple to donate some sesame oil money and pray for her grandmother. The old lady praised her for her filial piety, so I came with my family. Today. During the Lantern Festival, there are pilgrims offering incense and praying for blessings on the mountains everywhere. Lishan is pure, so I came here. Why is Your Highness also here?"
The words were emphatically explained how filial his niece Qing Yin was.
The prince glanced at the female members of the Zhen family who got off the carriage. They had practiced to the point of turning a deaf ear to Big Bee's words, and said casually: "I will go to Mingshan to light a long-lasting lantern."
Lishan Mountain and Mingshan Mountain are dependent on each other. There is Qingyue Temple in Lishan Mountain, which is not popular and deserted, but Mingshan Mountain has strong fragrance and a constant stream of pilgrims.
The place where they stood was at the fork of two mountains.
However, Zhen Shilian still has questions.
Why did the prince choose this road to Mingshan? This road is relatively remote, with twists and turns, and connects to the back door of Mingshan. It is not as easy to walk as the road to the main entrance of Mingshan.
The prince saw his doubts and couldn't help but explain: "The road to the main entrance is full of pilgrims today, from the mountain gate to the foot of the mountain. It's so quiet that people can inquire about this road." Since I was pure, I turned here."
Zhen Shilian praised sincerely: "Your Highness truly loves the people as a son, and would rather take the trouble to take a long detour than disturb the people."
Love the people like a son... The prince chuckled in his heart, he was worthy of being an uncle and nephew, he didn't even use flattering words, he was just as perfunctory.
Zhen Qingyin and the others got off the carriage and respectfully greeted the prince.
The prince nodded gently, his gentleness and kindness revealed a sense of alienation and indifference, and he did not give Zhen Qingyin another look.
Zhen Qingyin always lowered her eyebrows and frowned, not looking or saying much.
Zhen Shilian and Xiao Yin met their eyes, with similar suspicions in their four eyes: It can't be such a coincidence, right? Could it be that the plank road was built openly and the warehouse was secretly built? On the surface, they have nothing to do with each other, but in fact, the two of them had already agreed to have a private meeting here?
The look in the couple's eyes annoyed the prince.
Their good niece, who admires their future good son-in-law, how can he not be seen in their eyes? He didn't have to do it with her. Without the big bee, she was still gathering dust outside his sight.
She was just a young lady with an outstanding appearance. How could the Zhen family have the confidence to think that he was a lustful ghost and would insist on pestering her?
Zhen Shilian distracted the prince by talking about something that was going to be reported to the court tomorrow morning, and secretly observed whether there was any ambiguity between the prince and Qing Yin.
The system murmured distressedly: [Host, take a look at the male protagonist. He just recovered from a high fever and has lost a lot of weight. The baby fat on his face is almost gone. 】
[Without the baby fat, you feel less youthful. You don’t want him to be a greasy middle-aged man by the time you marry him, right? 】
[Host, for your future welfare, you can coax him. He doesn’t want you to do anything. Just look at him a few more times. The tender grass is so fragrant! 】
Prince: "..."
During Zhen Shilian's chatter, he keenly captured a few words, baby fat, youthful feeling, greasy middle-aged man, tender grass...
If he hadn't known that the big bee had no entity and was equivalent to a ghost, he would have torn this rebellious and nonsense system into pieces and fed it to the wolves!
The system shuddered inexplicably and complained: [Host, are you thinking about how to kill me again? Woohoo, you're heartless, you're cold-blooded, you're unreasonable! 】
Zhen Qingyin was too lazy to pay attention to it.
Zhen Shilian was an old man and noticed the prince's faint impatience. Seeing that Qing Yin never raised his head, he had no choice but to leave wisely.
Zhen Qingyin didn't hesitate, turned around and stepped on the stone road to Qingyue Temple.
Zhen Shilian was worried.
Give me a hint?
Did you two have an affair?
It’s really tiring for me, an old man of several decades, to keep guessing!
The big bee saw Zhen Qingyin leaving without any regrets, reluctant to leave, and flew to the prince who had a dull head on Mingshan. With his two front legs on his hips, he begged miserably: [Main character, fairy hero, please give me some strength. Continue the strategy! Woohoo, isn't it just a slap and Wei Yi? As for that? 】
[It’s a real man, just grab it! Do you still need me to teach you about taking things by force? Look at those male supporting actors who are true gentlemen. They end up missing the heroine just because they are too gentlemanly and gentle. But you are the male protagonist, why did you choose to be the supporting actor? 】
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu one can hear me, but doesn't listen to my advice. 】
【……】
The prince walked slowly up the steps one after another. After walking about ten steps, he couldn't help but rub his temples.
This big bee is really noisy.
The noise made his brain hurt.
He impatiently raised his dark and stern eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"The target's love value: 20", impossible!
If he gets a slap in the face, can his love value increase?
Absolutely impossible!
The big bee is teasing him!
After the first ten seconds of panic, which could be described as panic, the prince slowly calmed down.
There are foreigners in the capital, and he knows these weird and simple Western numbers.
When the big bee ran away after her that day, he took a few glances at the system panel to memorize the panel data. At that time, he clearly remembered that the love value was 10.
It didn't go up when I was slapped, so it only went up a few days afterwards.
It should have increased after he put the gold and silver under the bed.
The prince felt unhappy and kept saying, isn't he the so-called male protagonist? Why does Big Bee follow the useless Zhen Qingyin?
It was useless to think too much. The prince gathered his thoughts and continued to head up the mountain.
The system patted its chest guiltily. For a second, it thought the male protagonist had seen through it.
A false alarm.
It didn't dare to jump in front of the male protagonist, and turned back to chase Zhen Qingyin.
Climbing halfway up the mountain, Zhen Yuanyuan complained that her legs were sore. Everyone sat on the steps to rest. The system flew to Zhen Qingyin who was drinking water, and weakly announced: [The host triggers a new task: Lighting up the lanterns with the male protagonist during the Lantern Festival. 】
