"You just said someone lured you here? Who do you think it could be? Did someone discover this place? Then why did they lure you here?"
Sheng Lanqing's confused voice sounded from behind Su Yizhao, his tone full of doubts.
He was thinking and knew that there were not many people here. Except for a young novice who brought food and the abbot Zhu Hui, the only one left was Su Wenqing.
Su Yizhao didn't say anything. She stepped out and didn't want to hear another voice behind her.
"Wait! Turn around!" Sheng Lanqing's voice was filled with urgency.
Su Yizhao turned his head and looked at it carefully for a long time, "Why is it so similar?"
He seemed to suddenly think of something, "Where is your mother? What's her name?"
Su Yizhao hesitated for a moment, what does it mean? Are you talking about looking like Wen Yu?
She suddenly felt that she couldn't talk about it now. She had to go back and digest today's news, and then think about what to do next.
"My mother has passed away from illness." Su Yizhao said and turned around to leave, but she still said one sentence before leaving.
"I advise you to stay here for the time being and maintain the status quo. Going out may not necessarily be safer than here."
She returned along the original route without encountering anything unusual. When she successfully returned to the wing, she found that the waiter was making tea in the room.
"Master! Where did you go just now? The villain is looking for you everywhere. Can I make you some tea?"
The waiter looked as usual, saw Su Yizhao coming in, and invited Su Yizhao to drink tea.
"Where did you go just now?" Su Yizhao asked, looking at the teapot in the waiter's hand.
It's exactly the same as before, and so is the tray.
In fact, the teapots in the side rooms here are all of the same style, so it is easy to find similar ones.
"We went to the big kitchen! We came too early, some monks were still doing morning prayers, so I went to the big kitchen to ask for it."
The waiter was a little confused and then looked innocent.
The servant was given to her by Su Wenqing. Are they of the same mind as her?
On the way here, Su Yizhao summed up a few points.
First, was the man just now Sheng Lanqing?
Second, what is your identity? Are you the daughter of Sheng Lanqing and Wen Yu?
Third, if she is really the daughter of Princess Changping, does Su Wenqing know her true identity?
From what Sheng Lanqing said, it was Su Wenqing who had done something wrong to him. Did the two of them have any grudge?
For what purpose did Su Wenqing bring himself into the Su Mansion? He also recorded himself in the Su family's genealogy, and even raised him as a son-in-law?
Based on Su Wenqing's actions, it doesn't look like he has any grudge against Sheng Lanqing.
Could it be all a coincidence that he is a bloodline of the Su family?
Now Su Yizhao's mind is a mess, and the one who can solve these mysteries may be Su Wenqing?
It seems that Su Wenqing behaved strangely today and threw himself in the wing for no apparent reason.
Coming to the temple early in the morning, and considering what happened just now, Su Yizhao felt more and more suspicious the more he thought about it.
"Have you seen Xiangsi? It's a little playful and I don't know where it went." Su Yizhao asked the attendant.
The waiter then remembered that he had not seen the little thing so early this morning, "Have you brought it? But I have never seen it."
That means he hasn't come back yet? Su Yizhao nodded and stopped talking.
The servant felt that his young master had become strange, with his big head and big question marks.
"Go and find out which master I have found?"
"Oh! I just went to find out. It's Master Zhu'en from the temple. He just came back from his travels."
"Where did Master Zhu En come from? What is his relationship with his father? Have you ever found out?" Su Yizhao said suddenly.
"Ah?" Shi Fang scratched his head. He didn't ask about this just now.
He was at a loss for a moment and said, "Then go and inquire about it now."
Su Yizhao's expression softened a little, "No need, just wait!"
The servant felt that his young master was strange and in a bad mood, so he did not dare to say any more.
Su Yizhao picked up the previous book, but now she couldn't read a word and just stared at the book in a daze.
The servant hesitated to speak. Although he didn't know many words, it could be seen that the young master held the book upside down.
Do you want to be reminded? The waiter hesitated for a moment and decisively chose to ignore it.
The young master has something on his mind today, so he better not disturb him.
After making the tea, the waiter quietly stepped back to the door and closed the door gently.
Su Yizhao put down the book and concentrated on thinking about this matter.
Xiangsi peeked out from the window sill, and then ran to Su Yizhao in a flash.
He took a sip from the tea bowl on the table and said, "Hot! Hot!"
Su Yizhao quickly patted it, "Can't you stop being so reckless? This is freshly brewed tea."
"The waiter is getting less and less good at doing things. Why not transfer Wang Ermazi from the stable to serve you! At least he is good-looking."
Xiangsi snorted coldly, and the servant was inexplicably resented.
For those who love Xiangsi's aesthetics, I think Wang Ermazi's mung bean-sized eyes are stunningly beautiful.
Su Yizhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so let's forget it! Compared to Wang Ermazi, Shi Fang is much more pleasing to the eye. At least he is an upright young man.
"How's it going? Who did he go to see?" Su Yizhao didn't argue, but asked eagerly.
"A monk is playing chess with that monk! It seemed to be over before I came."
"How early in the morning do you want to find someone to talk about a game? Are you a chess addict?"
Su Yizhao muttered, but then she thought that there were some things that she didn't have to do herself, she just needed to give instructions.
"What did they both say?"
"Isn't it just like you and your second sister, chatting about home affairs? That monk went on a wandering trip before. Not long after he came back, your father said that a well-matched man has finally come back. Let's play a game of chess first."
Xiangsi recalled, "Then I talked about what I saw and heard, but from what they said, it's quite interesting outside. When will you take me out to play? I also want to go to Jiangnan. I heard the scenery there is good.
It’s here!”
Su Yizhao was silent and a little dissatisfied with Xiangsi, but he did not disturb her and just leaned against her hand.
"Master! The master asked you to burn incense at the front. We must be the first to burn incense."
Su Yizhao followed Su Wenqing towards the main hall. Looking at the broad back in front of him, Su Yizhao was a little distracted.
"I heard that the first stick of incense is the most effective in praying, so come and do it!" Su Wenqing handed the incense in his hand to Su Yizhao.
"Remember! You can only make one wish, don't be greedy." He reminded again.
Su Yizhao nodded, then knelt in front of the Buddha statue, and his heart suddenly calmed down.
No matter what the future holds, it’s important to take care of the present.
How will we know what will happen in the future? Why bother with it now?
When she thought about it, her mood became much brighter.
After closing his eyes and making a wish, Su Yizhao inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner.
The two walked out of the main hall, and at this moment the pilgrims had already entered the mountain gate one after another.
"Look at those good men and women, some of whom come here to pray for blessings every day. In fact, you should not be too greedy. If you ask the Buddha to help you realize all your wishes, that is greed."