"That's fine. Ju Qing, can we come together?" Xia Ziluo agreed, but for the sake of insurance, he thought it would be better to bring Ju Qing along with him. The more people there, the safer it would be.
Ju Qing frowned in embarrassment without thinking about it: "I won't go. I had a discussion with Xin Jifeng yesterday."
Ju Qing knew what Xia Ziluo was thinking, so he took advantage of the opportunity to get up and whispered: "Don't worry, I will arrange for someone to dress up as a coachman to accompany you. He is the elder brother I respect the most. He is not as good as me in light kung fu, but he is worse than me in kung fu." Come on, feel free to play with him under his protection."
"Okay. I'm leaving then." Xia Ziluo felt relieved and left the palace with Ye Zixuan.
It’s approaching the Qiqiao Festival, which is in July, and the Gregorian calendar is more than August. The days are getting longer and longer, a bit cool in the morning and evening, and very hot at noon, with the meaning of autumn tiger.
Hongfu Temple is located on a mountain on the outskirts of Beijing. The trees on the roadside are extremely lush, the flowers are in bloom, and the scenery along the way is infinitely beautiful.
Xia Ziluo hadn't been out and about like this for a long time. Thinking of the memories of his previous life, the sky there was not as blue as here, and the trees were not as green as here, so unknowingly, he seemed a little excited.
Along the way, Ye Zixuan always found something to say to Xia Ziluo, intentionally or unintentionally.
Xia Ziluo answered a few words when he was happy, but didn't answer when he was unhappy. Ye Zixuan didn't care, but instead talked more and more endlessly.
In this way, the group finally arrived at Hongfu Temple.
When offering incense, Xia Ziluo was so pious that he ignored Ye Zixuan, who had been snooping around.
It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the temple that Xia Ziluo discovered that Ye Zixuan's eyes had been wandering since she finished offering incense, as if she was looking for something.
"Zixuan, what are you looking for?" Xia Ziluo paid attention and looked at Ye Zixuan warily.
"I heard that an eminent monk came to Hongfu Temple recently, and he occasionally appears near Hongfu Temple to answer questions and tell fortunes for those who are destined to be together." Ye Zixuan replied while walking out of Hongfu Temple with Xia Ziluo.
"Oh? Zixuan wants to ask about marriage?" Xia Ziluo couldn't help but sigh a lot when he thought that Ye Zixuan actually agreed to get married.
But if Ye Zixuan really thinks about it, this is also a good thing. She also doesn't want her relationship with Ye Zixuan to remain so tense. After all, Ye Zixuan is Murong Xitian's cousin, and they are also a family. It would be difficult for Murong Xitian to be too separated.
Do.
Ye Zixuan's face turned red and she murmured shyly: "Sister-in-law..."
Xia Ziluo smiled faintly and said no more.
At this moment, Ye Zixuan's sharp eyes saw a monk wearing cassocks standing in front of Hongfu Temple.
She excitedly pulled Xia Ziluo and walked quickly towards the monk: "Sister-in-law, hurry up. That old monk is the legendary eminent monk. Let's try our luck."
Are you so anxious? Could it be that the eminent monk is pretending?
Or is Ye Zixuan really anxious to get married?
When Ye Zixuan arrived in front of the old monk, Xia Ziluo took the lead and asked, "Master, please tell my girl's fortune!"
"For fortune-telling, it depends on fate. But the old monk and the girl next to the madam have no fate." The old monk stared at Xia Ziluo with a burning gaze, showing a profound smile and said, "But the old monk and the madam have some fate, and they are willing to help her.
Madam, how about a divination?"
"Me? What can I do? I will give this opportunity to my sister." Xia Ziluo pushed Ye Zixuan forward.
