Zhuang Qingyun did not expect Qin Wuyan to come here again, and asked in surprise: "Priest priest, why are you here?"

Now that Min Huizhu has also returned to the Min family, the conditions that should be negotiated with Min Zhihang have been settled, and the people of these aristocratic families saw that the Min family and Qin Wuyan were tied together, and the small thoughts that were ready to move disappeared. There will be no other thoughts.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qingyun sighed silently: If Zhuang Huaisen was killed at this time and directly ascended to the position of high priest, there would be no need to work hard like walking on thin ice.

But Qin Wuyan wanted to take care of Zhuang Xiaoyu, saving Zhuang Huaisen's life as a dog.

He was even not allowed to do anything to Zhuang Huaisen.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qingyun's heart became more and more aggrieved. Once he was aggrieved, he wanted to use some small tricks in the back, and the tormented Zhuang Huaisen was even worse than death. There was unspeakable suffering.

Qin Wuyan didn't dismount, but only ordered: "Go to the foot of Qingyu Temple, then to the tea house and wine shop in the market, inquire about the cause of Min Rui's death, and then go back to the priest's mansion and tell me..."

Zhuang Qingyun was surprised: "The cause of Min Rui's death?"

Qin Wuyan gritted his teeth: "You go there yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Wuyan turned his horse's head and headed towards the priest's mansion.

Zhuang Qingyun felt inexplicable, but thinking of Qin Wuyan's dignified expression and tone, he immediately had his horse prepared and rushed to Qingyu Temple.

Qin Wuyan returned to the priest's mansion, got off his horse, and walked to Zhuang Xiaoyu's courtyard with two heads, full of worries, his complexion clouded, and his heart was in a state of turmoil.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was still lying on the bed, and the nanny was coaxing her to eat porridge: "Miss, at least eat two more bites, people are like iron rice or steel..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu took two more mouthfuls and pushed the bowl away: "I'm full, I really can't eat any more."

Just as he was talking, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Qin Wuyan walked in.

The nurse hurriedly stood up with the bowl in hand, bowed to Qin Wuyan, and said with a smile: "Miss has eaten most of the bowl of porridge, have you eaten yet?"

Qin Wuyan nodded.

The nurse looked at the box wrapped in red silk in Qin Wuyan's hand, she was overjoyed, she turned around to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu, winked at her, exited the bedroom, and closed the door by the way.

Qin Wuyan put the box on the dressing table, uncovered the red silk cloth, took the two boxes to the side of the bed, put them on the low cabinet beside the bed, and said in a low voice, "I haven't given you anything for a long time, these two heads , I specially went to the shop in the market to pick it out, I don’t know if you like it.”

Zhuang Xiaoyu opened one of the boxes, looked at the ingenious jewelry inside, his eyes widened slightly, and his joy was beyond words: "It's extremely rare that this hair can be made so delicate and beautiful."

Qin Wuyan saw that her complexion had improved, and that she liked the gift he gave her quite a bit, and her gloomy mood eased a lot: "It's just as long as you like it."

As he spoke, he picked up a hairpin and inserted it into her loosely rolled up bun, pinched her chin with his fingertips, and stared at her fixedly, "You are so beautiful, you really set off this hairpin It looks better."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was aware of her appearance, and when she asked herself, she was indeed no match for Min Huizhu and the girls of the Min family. Although she was a little pretty, she was not so beautiful.

It's just that Qin Wuyan didn't expect to say such a thing.

Is beauty really in the eye of the beholder?

Zhuang Xiaoyu was fixed by Qin Wuyan's scorching eyes, her cheeks seemed to be burning, it was so hot, she avoided his gaze, and changed the subject: "Why do you suddenly want to go to the market to buy me a face?"