He took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat and threw water all over the ground. Haitang brought over the ginger soup that had been prepared and handed it to Mrs. Lu to drink.
In the blink of an eye, she saw Song Qi standing at the door. Haitang smiled and said, "Young Master, why are you here? Come in quickly!"
Song Qi stood at the door and said, "I won't come in."
Lu Ling smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if my mother is like this."
Only then did Song Qi step into the house.
I asked Mrs. Lu how she was doing and talked about some caring words. Mrs. Lu's condition has indeed become much more stable.
Song Qi only said a few words and then stood up to leave.
Lu Ling hurriedly asked: "Begonia, where is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made?"
Haitang said: "I'll get it."
Song Qi asked curiously: "Osmanthus cake?"
Haitang brought a large bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to Song Qi, explaining: "I was bored that day, and I did a lot with Dr. Qi. The young lady said that your life in the military camp was hard, so we asked us to leave a special portion for you. , let you take it to the military camp to eat."
Song Qi took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake numbly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Lu Ling said: "I don't know if you like it or not, but I have to thank you for helping me that day."
When Song Qi heard this, the joy that arose in his heart was instantly extinguished.
He thought she was thinking of him, but it turned out that she just didn't want to owe him...
Lu Ling said: "These osmanthus cakes are not enough as a thank you gift. I will look for opportunities to repay you in the future."
Song Qi forced out a stiff smile and said, "We are all one family, why should we be so isolated?"
Lu Ling smiled faintly and whispered: "It's still the case now, maybe it won't be the case soon..."
Song Qi took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and went back to change clothes.
Although the emotion contained in the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was not what he expected, he still brought it to the military camp.
A few days later.
August fourteenth.
In the palace of Prince Zhao.
The palace steward went into the study to report: "Your Majesty, today is the Buddha Pilgrimage Day in Weizhou. Does Your Majesty want to go and see it?"
"Pilgrimage day?"
Shen Yufeng frowned and said he had never heard of it.
The steward explained: "Your Majesty, this festival is only popular in Weizhou, and it falls on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival. On this day, someone from every household in Weizhou will go to the temple to ask for blessings, in order to pray to the Buddha to keep the family safe and smooth."
Seeing that Shen Yufeng was listening attentively, the housekeeper added, "My lord, you have just arrived in Weizhou not long ago, why not take this opportunity to get closer to the people of Weizhou and win some people's hearts?"
Shen Yufeng didn't say anything when he heard this. He just tapped the table with his slender index finger. He didn't know what he was thinking.
After a while, the housekeeper saw him nodding and whispered: "Get the car ready, and prepare some incense money by the way."
When the housekeeper heard this, he hurriedly prepared to go.
In the Song family, the servants went back and forth early in the morning to report yesterday's events, and Lu Ling prepared to visit Mrs. Lu.
At this time, Liu Qingyun came over.
When she saw Lu Ling looking like he was about to go out, she hurriedly came over and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you going to Guiyuan Temple?"
"Guiyuan Temple?" Lu Ling was stunned for a moment.
Liu Qingyun said quickly: "Yes, today is the day to worship Buddha. Isn't my sister-in-law going to Guiyuan Temple to pray for blessings for the Song family?"
Lu Ling remembered, yes, Weizhou has this custom.
When the original owner was still alive and unmarried, he and Mrs. Lu went to the temple every year on Buddha Day.
It was just that she had been in poor health for three years after marrying into the Song family, so she never went there again.
Now that Mrs. Song and Song Wenzhou are both lying on the bed, doesn't the matter of praying for fortune fall on her?
But now that I am a ghost, how can I go to the temple?
Without even thinking about it, she said calmly: "I won't go, you go."
"Shall I go?" Liu Qingyun pointed at her nose and said in disbelief.
Ever since she was brought to the Song family by Mrs. Song, she hadn't left the house for three years. She didn't expect that Lu Ling would ask her to go to Guiyuan Temple to seek blessings for the Song family.
"You are not considered an outsider," Lu Ling glanced sideways at her, "It's okay to pray for the Song family."
When Liu Qingyun heard this, her heart seemed to be pricked by something, making her itchy and inexplicably nervous.
Lu Ling said that she was not an outsider. Indeed, she would soon be able to get rid of her "outsider" status and completely become a "Song family member"!
She looked at Lu Ling's leaving figure and pursed her lips tightly.
As soon as Lu Ling walked to the door of Mrs. Lu's house, he saw that Mrs. Lu, Qi Sisi and Haitang had prepared their cars and were about to go out.
As soon as Mrs. Lu saw Lu Ling, she immediately said, "Ling'er, let's go to Guiyuan Temple to ask for fortune."
"We'll be waiting for you." Qi Sisi had already gotten into the carriage first.
Lu Ling: "..."
It is a custom in Weizhou that on the day of pilgrimage to Buddha, someone from every family must go to ask for blessings.
Mother was going to Guiyuan Temple. Although Qi Sisi and Haitang were accompanying her, she still felt uneasy.
After thinking about it, Lu Ling decided to accompany his mother and the others.
When the time comes, you can just wait outside the temple instead of entering the temple.
So Lu Ling went into the house, put on several clothes, and even put on a cloak outside.
I hope I can wear thicker clothes to block the Buddha's light.
When she walked out wearing such thick clothes, Qi Sisi and Haitang were so shocked that they were speechless.
Haitang quickly ran over and took Lu Ling's hand. When she touched it, oh, she gasped.
That cold is back!
"Miss, it's cold again. You should wear more clothes."
Qi Sisi frowned and said in confusion: "As soon as you healed from the burn, your body turned into ice cubes again. It seems that it is best for you to be burned every day in the future, so that it is normal."
Lu Ling didn't explain, just smiled and helped Mrs. Lu get into the carriage.
Turning around, he found Xin Yi standing at the door with his head bowed deeply. Lu Ling thought that it would be useless for her to follow him, so he said to her, "You can stay at home."
Xin Yi raised his head and opened his eyes wide. He felt happy and nodded quickly.
Seeing Lu Ling and his entourage leave in a carriage, Xin Yi felt relieved.
She had the illusion that when the owner of the house left, she became the owner of the house.
She walked happily to the back garden, stretching out her hands to embrace the fragrance of flowers in the garden.
There were only a few servants in this house, but now that Lu Ling and the others had gone out and brought a few more people away, there was almost no one in the garden.
Xin Yi walked happily around the garden alone, letting the morning sun shine on him.
After a while, she came to a piece of grass. Seeing that the grass was as soft as a blanket, she fell asleep on it and looked up at the sky above her head.
Seeing that there was no one in such a big yard, and that he was so free and carefree, Xin Yi suddenly understood what his father was thinking at that time.
It would be great if this huge house belonged to her...
While she was thinking with her eyes closed, she suddenly heard cautious footsteps next to her.
Xin Yi sat up in excitement and turned around to look.
I saw a young man standing behind a bush of chrysanthemums, looking towards her nervously.
"Is it you?" Xin Yi couldn't help but frown.
That young man was the boy who picked up her handkerchief that day. Now Xin Yi knows his name, which is Du Feng.
When Du Feng saw that he was discovered by Xin Yi, he could only walk out from behind the chrysanthemum bush and walked towards her awkwardly.
"Are you peeking at me?" Xin Yi stood up, stared into his eyes, and asked dissatisfiedly.
Du Feng stood still three steps away from Xin Yi and reached out to touch his chest.
"Xin Yi, this is your handkerchief..." Du Feng handed the handkerchief to Xin Yi.
Seeing the eagerness in his eyes, Xin Yi couldn't help but retreat, and asked loudly: "Who told you to call me by my name? What are you doing with the handkerchief you've soiled?"
"I..." Du Feng retracted his hand angrily, looked at the plum blossoms on the handkerchief again, and said, "Xin Yi, this flower is so beautiful to embroider. You must have put a lot of thought into it. It would be a pity to throw it away."
Xin Yi saw him holding the handkerchief that was once close to his body in his hand, and his frown deepened.
She got angry uncontrollably and cursed loudly: "What does it have to do with you how much thought I have put into? You are not allowed to take my veil and give it back to me!"
Xin Yi said and stepped forward to grab it.
Du Feng was stunned. Why did she say yes and no at other times?
Unexpectedly, Xin Yi snatched the handkerchief back, turned around and threw it to the ground, stepped on it twice, snorted coldly and said, "You are not allowed to take it even if I throw it away!"
After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Du Feng looked at the handkerchief lying on the ground, hurriedly went up and picked it up again, patted the footprints on it, and looked at Xin Yi's leaving back with a disappointed expression.
