Qin Wuyan is such a meticulous person, he can naturally sense Zhuang Xiaoyu's emotions, but he can't expose her if he doesn't want to.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep, but the more he slept, the more awake he became, and the more he slept, the more sad he felt.
A sleepless night.
The next day, when the morning bell of the temple rang, Qin Wuyan glanced sideways at the motionless person beside him, lifted the quilt and sat up, got dressed and got up.
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and looked sideways at the tall man.
Qin Wuyan turned around and saw that her eyes were more red and swollen than when she saw them last night, so he didn't expose her, but just walked over and sat on the side of the bed again: "Do you want to get up?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu gave a soft "um" and sat up with her arms propped up.
Qin Wuyan quickly took the clothes on the bed and dressed Zhuang Xiaoyu.
When she was half-squatting to put on Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoes, the wet nurse came in with a water basin when she heard the movement. Seeing this scene, she couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.
Qin Wuyan got used to doing it by himself, so he went outside and washed his hands and face with cold water.
The nurse wet the veil and handed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "All men in this world who are born well are used to being served by others, and they can't even dress and wash themselves. Helped my wife with these things.
In other people's homes, wives serve their husbands, but when they come to the eldest lady and uncle, they become uncles who work hard to serve the eldest lady. I was still worried last night that the uncle would lose his temper with the eldest lady. Unexpectedly, the uncle not only did not do this, but also treated the eldest lady. The lady is so nice..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu rinsed her mouth, washed her hands and face, and remade her hair in a bun under the care of the nurse. Hearing what the nurse said, she didn't say a word.
She always knew that Qin Wuyan was kind to her.
Not long after, Qin Wuyan went into the wing room again, and ate rice porridge and steamed buns with Zhuang Xiaoyu.
Accompanying Zhuang Xiaoyu out of the wing room, when he was about to go to the Daxiong Palace, he happened to see Min Rui, clasped in white fox fur, with his hands clasped, also coming out of the side room.
Looking at each other, Qin Wuyan quickly averted his eyes and lowered his eyes to see Zhuang Xiaoyu's face.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at Min Rui's pale and bloodless face, her pink lips moved, but she didn't know what to say, it seemed that everything she wanted to say had already been said last night...
However, Min Rui smiled slightly at the two of them. This smile seemed to cut Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart like a knife, and Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart ached even more.
No matter how good Qin Wuyan was, he couldn't hold back his complexion anymore. Seeing the two people in front of him who were hesitating to talk, their expressions faded little by little, and their beautiful lips were pursed.
Seeing this, Min Rui nodded lightly to the two, and greeted them softly: "Priest priest, madam."
A sense of alienation suddenly spread in the air.
Min Rui lifted his feet and walked out of the courtyard, and said to the boy: "Have you packed everything? After staying for so long, it's time to say goodbye to the abbot, the abbot."
The servant was puzzled: "Master, why are you returning home so soon?"
"Seven days have passed, and the mansion needs me." Min Rui rolled up his fox fur, "It's useless to stay any longer."
The boy had no choice but to send him to the abbot's side, and hurried back to pack his belongings.
Zhuang Xiaoyu knelt on the futon, facing the golden statue of Buddha, closed her eyes, and prayed devoutly.
Qin Wuyan stood by her side, watching her every move, the finger bones holding the hilt of the sword were slightly white...
After praying, Qin Wuyan took Zhuang Xiaoyu away from Qingyu Mountain, and walked down the mountain step by step.
Min Rui was in front, lying on the back of the guards of the Min Mansion, and was carried down the mountain by the guards.