Seeing this, the nurse became more and more sad, spat hard, and put the food box beside Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Zhuang Xiaoyu still refused to eat, the nanny persuaded: "Miss, if you don't eat and faint, what should you do? In this mansion, there are only a few weeping people who are pretending, and the rest of them don't even pretend. All of a sudden, they are all talking about my uncle's accession to the throne with a playful smile on their faces, it's really irritating."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was the only one who was truly heartbroken by Zhuang Huaisen's death.

Even the wet nurse is only because she loves Zhuang Xiaoyu, and is reluctant to let her be helpless and afraid that she will be sad because of being too sad, not because of Zhuang Huaisen's death.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart was like a mirror, and finally, under the persuasion of the nanny, he ate a few mouthfuls of porridge to fill his stomach.

Zhuang Huaisen's body stayed in the mourning hall for three full days before being buried. Qin Wuyan, as Zhuang Huaisen's son-in-law and the future heir to the high priest, did what he did with utmost benevolence.

Those who didn't know thought that Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Huaisen used to be a harmonious couple, and it wasn't a life-and-death relationship at all.

It's just that from the beginning to the end, Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was dressed in filial piety, and Qin Wuyan, who was also in filial piety, didn't have any eye contact in these three days, let alone said a word.

After Zhuang Huaisen was buried, Zhuang Xiaoyu enshrined the memorial tablet in the Zhuang family's ancestral hall. She felt exhausted both physically and mentally. She locked herself in the bedroom and slept in the dark, not planning to see anyone.

But that door can't shut Qin Wuyan out. Every night when she is asleep, the man will quietly appear in front of her bed, cover her with the quilt, and quietly listen to her crying in her sleep .

The next day, at the crack of dawn, before she woke up, she left again.

He didn't dare to disturb her rest, and he didn't know how to face her.

After the slight sound of closing the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu opened her eyes, and the light came in from the glazed window. She sat up, her ashen-like eyeballs moved, she lifted the quilt to get up, and started to search for things.

The nurse heard the movement, opened the door and came in, seeing the mess in the bedroom, she asked in surprise, "Miss, what are you looking for?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu asked: "Where is my chessboard, chess pieces and chess records?"

Hearing this, the nurse hurriedly put down the ginseng soup in her hand, and looked for it together with Zhuang Xiaoyu: "You haven't played chess for a long time, probably that girl Yu Sui put it aside."

Mentioning Yu Sui, the bedroom once again fell into a brief immersion.

The nurse asked again: "Miss, you are so good, why do you suddenly remember to play chess again?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded: "Today I plan to go to Qingyu Temple to offer incense, and by the way, I will bring this chess piece and chess record together, and give it to the abbot master."

After breakfast, Zhuang Xiaoyu left the priest's mansion with asparagus bamboo and nurse.

When the personal guard reported Zhuang Xiaoyu's whereabouts to Qin Wuyan, Qin Wuyan was reading a book, but when he heard the words, he just pinched his brows and didn't speak, but his whole body became irritable for no reason.

Thinking of Min Mansion's recent actions, he could only order his personal guards to follow secretly to protect Zhuang Xiaoyu's safety.

Going to Qingyu Temple again, from the bottom of the mountain all the way up, Zhuang Xiaoyu was panting tiredly, asparagus was carrying the burden, the nurse was used to the work, although she felt a little tired, she was much better than Zhuang Xiaoyu.

While resting on the familiar stone bench halfway up the mountain, Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the whole fiery red maple leaf forest, feeling dazed...