At Tubi Villa, Lin Qingwen is busy working in front of the panel, her hands are covered with wheat flour.

"Miss, are you making food for Miss Lin again?" asked Madam Zheng.

"Well," Lin Qingwen wiped the sweat from her face with a veil and sighed, "Since Daiyu was poisoned, although she had persuaded her to eat the Crimson Pearl Grass and eliminated the toxicity, it was the root cause of the injury.

In addition, she is not used to the fat chickens and ducks made in the big kitchen, and she refuses to add money to someone else. She is afraid that people will say that she relies on the old lady's favor and make a story when she sees the sky. How can she get better if she can't eat?

So, when I think of the hateful Princess Yingxiang, I wish I could grind my teeth and eat her. But no matter how much I hate her, it would be useless. I had to cook some delicious meals for Daiyu every day, hoping to keep her well slowly.”

"Miss Lin will be fine with her girl's intention." Madam Zheng said.

Made a plate of chicken rolls, a plate of garlic baby cabbage, and a bowl of pumpkin yam soup. Lin Qingwen and Xiaohong took the food box to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Lin Daiyu was already having dinner. When she saw Qingwen coming, she shouted happily: "Zijuan, bring a pair of bowls and chopsticks for her sister, I'll eat with her."

Qingwen took out the food and placed it on the table. She looked at the food on the table and asked whisperedly: "Is it brought to you by Sister Bao?"

"It's Sister Bao," Daiyu's face was a little embarrassed. "That day, she saw that I couldn't get used to the regular dishes made in the big kitchen, so she told her family to make some of the mussels I like to eat every day.

I think she treats people all the time, and it is indeed a great thing, but I just think that she is hiding a traitor in her heart. From this, I have been too concerned in the past."

"You know Sister Bao's goodness. She may have such thoughts in her heart, but it is not out of her original intention, but for her own family."

Qingwen whispered, "You should know that although she has a mother and a brother, she is slightly stronger than us, but her brother is also unreliable.

The family's affairs actually depend on her unmarried daughter's family to take care of. From this point of view, she lives no easier than us."

"I'll listen to my sister and treat Sister Bao well in the future." Daiyu said obediently.

After dinner, Daiyu was sleepy again and leaned on the bed in a daze.

Zijuan said worriedly: "Miss Qing is here, so the girl should cheer up and talk to her. She has been confused since she paid homage to the old lady. If she stays sleepy, she may not have a good sleep at night."

"I'm so tired that you care a lot, so let my sister laugh at me." Daiyu pouted and said half a joke.

"It's hard for Zijuan to be full of heart. You're treating it as a donkey," Qingwen pushed her gently and said with a smile, "It's okay for my sister to go around, why don't you go out with me?"

"Where are you going? At this time, my sisters are afraid they will be sleeping in the afternoon." Daiyu's bright eyes shining brightly.

"If you don't go find them, you're playing together every day, how can you say so much? I'll take you out of the house." Qingwen leaned into her ear and whispered.

Many people cannot know if they want to leave the house, but the old lady still has to say something.

Qingwen and Daiyu cleaned up and went to report to Jia Mu.

Daiyu has not been able to recover from her poisoning since she was poisoned, and she just took this excuse to go to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Jia Mu couldn't help the two sisters, so she agreed without much hesitation.

"Go, go, go, please beg the Bodhisattva to bless you to get better early. Just bring a few more people with you, so that you must not see your face."

Called Baoyu, and the three of them took their maids and servants who served with them and left the Jia Mansion together.

The three siblings were riding in the same carriage, and along the way, Baoyu was busy.

I poured water for Daiyu, wiped her sweat with a veil, and then asked me to lie down and rest, and then shouted and talked...

Daiyu enjoyed his attentiveness toward her, but couldn't help but pout and act coquettishly:

"Look, look, there is a Zijuan who cares about me. Why are you talking nonsense? Sit steadily, look at you sweating so hot."

He gave Baoyu a blank look, and Daiyu pulled out a handkerchief to gently wipe his sweat.

Baoyu grabbed her hand and murmured, "Good sister, don't say that she's sweating for you, she's willing to die for you."

"Bah! What are you talking about?!" Daiyu spat in anger, covered her face with a veil and lowered her head, muttering in a low voice, "Are you not afraid that your sister will laugh at you when she hears you?"

"Sister Qing won't laugh at me." Baoyu realized that he was oversighted and his face was swollen with shame.

Qingwen pursed her lips, picked up the curtain as if nothing had happened, and watched the two birds fighting outside the window.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old little kid is just a hazy and vague relationship that is about to die. Who would like to listen to it?

When the car arrived at Baiyun Temple, Baoyu hurriedly picked up the veil and tied it to Daiyu, which made Daiyu roll her eyes again.

Lin Qingwen smiled and walked slowly into the temple.

This dilapidated man wore the veil a few times at first, but then he simply took it off.

Those who come and go often, wearing a veil is even more eye-catching.

"Sister, where is Zizhuxuan?" Daiyu entered the temple and looked around with excitement.

Zijuan came up to support her and whispered: "Miss, let's go and worship the Bodhisattva first, it's not in vain for our trip to the summer day."

Qingwen also agreed: "Let's go and go and have a prayer."

In her previous life, she was a staunch atheist.

What kind of gods, ghosts, she doesn't believe anything.

Who would have thought that she would dream of entering the book? In this half-mythical and semi-realistic world, she had to believe something.

Qingwen and Daiyu went to the main hall to worship the gods and Buddhas, and then walked towards Zizhuxuan.

Daiyu looked at the conspicuous marks leading the direction of Zi Zhuxuan, and whispered and said, "Sister, this is what Mr. Mu did?"

"Not who else is he? That's so... boring?" Qingwen hit her, "It's so funny to laugh, what are you doing when you wink at the eye?"

"Hehe..." Daiyu laughed twice and walked into the bamboo forest.

Mu Nanfeng sat upright at the table, holding his chin with his left hand, closing his eyes, obviously taking a nap.

She was still wearing a blue dress that she was usually wearing, with fair face and long eyelashes hanging down, covering her eyes as bright as stars in the past.

His long black hair hung beside him, floating like a banished immortal who fell into the mortal world.

Daiyu whispered to Qingwen, blinked, and walked into Zizhuxuan with a slight smile.

Qingwen walked helplessly towards Mu Nanfeng, but before she could speak, he opened his eyes.

In an instant, like stars falling into the sea, a dazzling light shone out in his deep eyes.

"Miss Qing, are you really here?"

"Uh...what is this?"

Qingwen stared at him blankly, "Wen Shu should work hard, but she should still sleep at noon. Why is the young master still here? Shouldn't he go back to the dormitory to sleep first?"
Chapter completed!