C13

When he returned to the temple, it was already dark and the courtyard was empty. The servants and maidservants were probably having their meals in another courtyard.

As he stepped into the room, he saw that the fasting was already placed on the square table in the room. He thought that he was afraid of the cold, so he used the porcelain bowl to cover it.

Xiao Yu took down the lid one by one. Six dishes and a soup. It was already an excellent treat to have such treatment in this temple. It was just that none of the dishes seemed to be filled to the brim.

Xuan Tuo unceremoniously sat down. He had been tormenting himself for the entire afternoon, and now he was truly a bit hungry.

Wan Jing returned to her usual graceful and demure manner. She held her chopsticks, aimed at the plate of tender vegetables, and was about to cook, when suddenly, she heard a sound of talking coming from the side of the bed.

"Hate it, don't be noisy." The delicate voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He saw a woman dressed in pink lying on the bed between the curtains, facing the inside, her face hidden from view. A snow-white arm rested on the top of her head, sleeping soundly, her slim waist forming a perfect curve, just by looking at her back one could tell that her figure was not bad, but they did not know what her appearance was.

But it was as if their presence had not disturbed her.

"Your Highness, this is the young lady who came from the foot of the mountain in the afternoon to look for Your Highness." Xiao Yu said.

Wen Che was curious. What kind of woman were they? What was their relationship?

Unexpectedly, he didn't care about the mountain, nor did he care about the distance. It was truly strange that he had come from afar to see him. He only hoped that her face would be as devastatingly beautiful as her figure, and that she wouldn't just be the school beauty with her back facing him. If so, wouldn't that be the scenery of Da Sha?

He moved to the side of the bed and took a quick glance. All he could see was a thick layer of makeup. A side view of his face was already boring him. However, he was just a mediocre woman. After carefully searching through Xuan Tuo's memories, he was unable to find this face.

Xuan Tuo returned to the table with a coy smile. "Eat, Wan Jing. A woman that you don't know is not related to you. When she wakes up later, send her down the mountain."

Wan Jing looked at Xuan Tuo, as if he was trying to end this matter in a casual manner. She wondered if the woman on the bed would agree or not.

"Che, do you recognize him? Then why did she come alone and look for you? " It was unknown if it was due to curiosity or other teasing.

Wen Che looked playfully at Wan Jing, an evil smile on his face. That handsome guy of the 21st century seemed to have come over, "Jing'er is really concerned that she came to find me?"

Cough … Cough …

After spitting out the mouthful of rice, Xuan Tuo's face was covered with sprays of sweat. Immediately, the Beijing opera's expression darkened.

"Jing`er really isn't a lady." He blurted it out as if he was annoyed. He had never been used to people spitting on him in his life, including those modern steel pipe girls. The smile in her eyes told Wan Jing that he was just putting on a show.

"Prince, prince, you …" At some point, the woman on the bed had 'set' herself up beside him.

"Ha …" Ha … "Hah …" The woman's undisguised laughter filled the room.

Wan-jing lightly smiled at me, but she forced herself not to laugh. She glanced at the woman slightly, and turned her head back to look at Xuan Tuo with a gentle smile.

He was surprised, from the description of this girl, she was no more than a vulgar girl, with a face full of makeup. Although she was slim, she was not a lady to be trifled with.

Could it be that Xuan Tuo had such a poor judgment? Was he really lacking a bed companion? If so, she had misjudged him.

"Who are you?" Xuan Tuo asked as he carefully wiped his face with a handkerchief handed over by Qing Fu.

"Oh my, your grandpa's memory is really bad!" Xiao Yan, I'm the manager of the Drunken Red Tower. Your Highness, please think about it more carefully. "

Puff …

This time it was Qing Fu who laughed, "Master, this servant remembers. She really is Miss Xiao Yan from the Drunken Red Drunken Wine House." However, she was definitely not the head of the house, but a destitute dancer. However, he didn't dare to say the latter part out loud. Otherwise, it would be weird if this Morning Star girl did not rip his mouth off.

No wonder he didn't remember. So it was a brothel prostitute, but he didn't know why she was here.

"I wonder what brings Lady Yan here from afar?" Even he himself felt it was laughable after hearing Wen Shijiu's words.

"Your highness doesn't know that Your highness hasn't been in the Red Drunken House for more than a month. Zhang mama is really thinking about Your highness!" "When I heard that her highness had gotten married, I sent Xiao Yan to congratulate her highness. I just don't know who this wangfei is." He then looked at Wan Jing provocatively.

Although she had never had any physical relationship with Xuan Tuo, she was still his legal wife. When asked by a brothel girl, she had lost the face of the Prime Minister's daughter and had even swept away the prestige of the Scarlet Tide Royal Family.

Since this was the case, it wouldn't be any better for Su Ni Chang.

"How dare you! Are you the one who called her 'wangfei'? "Slap him." She wondered how the young miss of the Qin Residence would allow this brothel girl to ruin her good name. If xiaojie doesn't say anything, she, Xiao Yu, cannot just ignore her.

After saying that, Xiao Yu slapped him with her palm.

Xuan Tuo only smiled as he watched from the side, as if this had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Yan was not a kind-hearted person. She had been fighting in the brothel for many years and had seen many different kinds of situations. She grabbed Xiao Yu's arm and asked, "You, what right do you have to hit me?"

"Because of me … I am the personal maid of the princess." As Xiao Yu spoke, it was obvious that she was lacking in confidence. She was just a maid and was not her real master. Thus, she looked towards Wan Jing as if she was begging for help.

"Xiao Yu, stand down, don't be rude." Wan Jing said it clearly.

"Yes, miss." Even though Wan Jing had already become the sworn daughter of the Sixth Princess, Xiao Yu was still used to calling her Miss Wan Jing.

Since we're guests, let's sit down and have a meal together." She, Qin Wanjing, would like to see how Xuan Tuo dealt with this woman. Leaving her alone as a brothel girl seemed to have disturbed the peace and quiet of the Moon Capital Temple. "If she doesn't, it will be too late. Let her be a womanizer.

While thinking, Xiaoyan smiled coyly and said, "No need, just now Xiaoyan already had her dinner first."

"Have you eaten, in the temple?" Qing Fu asked curiously. The three meals in Wangdu Temple were always on time. Where could she eat if not in advance?

"Xiaoyan only slept for a while, she ate these before she went to sleep." As he spoke, he pointed at the dishes in front of him with his golden ring on his finger.

This wasn't only for Wan Jing, even Xuan Tuo was disgusted. He thought that Wen Che was also a germaphobic person, how could he eat the leftovers left behind by this vulgar woman.

Cough … Cough … Cough …

"I'm full." Wan Jing was coughing out tears, but her eyes were full of happiness. Although she wasn't full, this life seemed to be quite interesting.

"Me too. Xiao Yu, let's eat." This woman had really made him lose his appetite.

"Qing Fu, bring me a hundred taels of silver." If she opened her mouth, he would know why she had come, but only for money.

"Yes." Qing Fu left the room as he spoke.

Xuan Tuo then turned to look at Xiao Yan. "Did this lady come alone?"

"No, Xiao Yan was sent to the foot of the mountain in a small palanquin. Because the mountain was high and the roads were far away, the men in the palanquin refused to send her away. Thus, Xiao Yan went up the mountain alone." Actually, she couldn't bear to part with the cost of carrying the palanquin up the mountain.

"So, the sedan bearers are still waiting for you at the foot of the mountain, right?" Originally, it was very strange. How could a girl like her be able to travel from the capital city to the Wangdu Temple, traveling more than 20 miles by herself.

"We already agreed to wait at the foot of the mountain."

Qing Fu had taken a hundred taels of silver at that time.

It is merely a hundred taels of silver. Young lady, please accept it. Please tell Zhang mama that when I leave the mountain, I will personally pay her a visit. I will definitely have a conversation with Ni Chang again." Didn't she, Qin Wanjing, want to see him make a joke out of himself? He wanted to tell her that he, Xuan Tuo, had beautiful women everywhere.

However, this was all due to him, Xuan Tuo's, debentures, and it had nothing to do with him, Wen Che.

Before Qing Fu could offer her the silver, Xiao Yan had already snatched it from Qing Fu and carried it on her back.

"Thank you, Young Master." As he said this, the flowers and branches began to shake as if they had been blessed with a myriad of items.

"Qing Fu, escort Lady Yan down the mountain to the inn overnight. "Lady, please rest up at the foot of the mountain for the night and wait for the sun to rise before you head back to the capital."

"Prince …" Xiao Yan wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Qing Fu.

"Please, miss."

The voice was not angry, but it was powerful enough to scare Xiao Yan into taking a few steps back. Xiao Yan was worried that the hundred taels of silver would be taken back by Qing Fu, so he hurriedly retreated respectfully.