The wing room of Qingyu Temple is clean and simple, with a wooden bed covered with a layer of quilt, Zhuang Xiaoyu lay on it, tossing and turning, only felt that the wing room had a musty smell that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and the bedding smelled damp. From time to time, it penetrated into her nostrils, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.
In her ears were the words Min Rui had said to her, these words were pieced together, and she couldn't help but think wildly.
The nurse didn't hear what the two said, so she asked, "Miss, did Mr. Min say something that made you unhappy?"
"No." Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head: "Nurse, on the way last night, when the curtain was opened, was it true that only Zhuang Qingyun was sitting inside?"
The nurse replied truthfully: "It was dark that night, and the lantern was not close, so you can see it clearly, Miss, why are you asking this?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu tried hard to recall it in her mind, the more she recalled it over and over again, the greater her doubts in her heart.
In the dark night, Qin Wuyan looked unnatural and nervous.
When the carriage curtain was lifted, Zhuang Qingyun poked her head out on purpose so that she could see Zhuang Qingyun's face clearly.
Qin Wuyan couldn't wait to send her back to the priest's mansion.
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The night is dark and the wind is high, and the cold wind is howling in the middle of the night. What is there to do at this time?
Zhuang Xiaoyu's head was heavy and he didn't know if he was asleep or awake.
When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside.
Intermittent voices came in through the crack of the door, it was the voice of the nanny: "Missy is asleep, let's stay here tonight."
The guard said: "Rong Beizhi will report back to the mansion."
Zhuang Xiaoyu shouted: "No need, I have already informed the housekeeper before coming."
The sound from outside stopped, and the wet nurse pushed the door in, "Miss, are you awake?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "Pick up some of the pastries you brought over, and I'll go talk to Mr. Min."
"this late......"
"In a pure place of Buddhism, Mr. Min is weak and a gentleman, so the wet nurse doesn't have to worry too much."
"I'm not worried about you, I'm just worried about your reputation."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Reputation? What is reputation?"
Saints can conceive wild species, what's the use of reputation in this world?
Reputation has always been used to restrain those who are moral, and has always been regarded as nothing by the shameless.
Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu's tone was not good, the nurse didn't know why she was so angry, so she had to obey her, and after dressing her up, she twisted the food box to find Min Rui.
The wing room was not soundproof, and a low, piercing cough came from inside.
The candle flame flickered on the window paper, reflecting half of Min Rui's profile.
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised his hand and knocked on the door, the intermittent knocking interrupted the coughing inside.
The shadow of the lamp flickered, and soon the door was opened.
The nurse went in with the food box, Min Rui was full of surprise: "Xiaoyu, it's so late, why are you here?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the chess game in the room, "I just woke up after sleeping for a long time during the day. I really can't fall asleep. I came to find you to pass the time. I wonder if you have the energy to play a few games of chess with me."
When Min Rui heard it, he couldn't wish for it: "Of course there are."
He held the handkerchief to his lips, and coughed several times. After coughing, he crumpled the handkerchief into a ball and stuffed it into his arms.
The nurse took out the snacks from the food box one by one, placed them on the table, poured tea, and put them in the hands of the two, and was about to sit beside Zhuang Xiaoyu when she heard Zhuang Xiaoyu say: "Nurse , you are too old to stay up late, so go back to your room and rest."
Nurse: "..."