After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at the front gate of Wanxiang Temple.

However, a few people did not enter, but stepped onto the tree-lined path to the left of the front door.

Today's Wanxiang Mountain is not the same as before, since the scale of the flower sea has expanded, the incense of Wanxiang Temple has become more and more vigorous, and the number of people who come to visit during the puja every year is tens of millions.

Some hawkers who are good at drilling camps, pay some silver money to Wanxiang Temple, and they can sell some melons, fruits, tea, needles, threads, and brains in the surrounding open space to do some small business. There are also street jugglers, snack sellers, and friends with martial arts...... All kinds of people have flocked to the foot of Wanxiang Mountain, even if they don't know flowers or look at flowers, just looking at these bustles is worth the trip.

The more people there are, the more troubles there will be.

People who pay attention to the rules will cover their curtains and enjoy themselves; ordinary people are of course at ease, and they don't mention playing and enjoying the scenery among the flowers by the stream.

Yuan Wenxin had already told them that they should be free in this trip and not follow those Laoshzi rules.

Therefore, Zhou Mingshan chose this set of clothes sent by Qianqiaofang, the clothes are simple and delicate, so you can match less hairpin ring jewelry, and even the girl has no choice but to bring two red clouds and seven treasures, only Yuan Wenxin brought a few more guards in case of emergency.

After walking along the trail, I entered a world of flowers.

Peony, Yueji, peony, hosta, hibiscus, magnolia, rhododendron, Jianlan......

There are both seasonal flowers and rare varieties cultivated out of season, and from a distance, it looks like a stack of clouds of various colors, with red in pink, purple in red, and white in purple...... It is beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves.

There is a stream passing through the forest among the flowers, and there are literati and ink guests sitting on the ground, playing the piano and singing poems and paintings, which are self-satisfied; there are also many little ladies and little girls playing by the stream, and the tender green flower buds in the stream are by the side, and from time to time there are fish wagging their tails and spitting out a few bubbles to hide in the water.

Zhou Mingshan watched as she walked, full of interest.

However, Hongyun and Qibao had never seen such a battle, especially when they saw that there were still young men and women smiling at each other among the flowers, and their eyebrows were dyed with love, they couldn't help lowering their heads and blushing.

Zhou Mingshan smiled, ignored them, and went forward to enjoy the scenery.

Yuan Wenxin squeezed his eyes at her, "You guys watch here first, I'll come when I go!"

After finishing speaking, he left a few guards to go to and from the road, and he muttered faintly in the wind, "I don't know where that guy has gone?"

This situation, coupled with Hongyun's chuckles, even if Zhou Mingshan was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush.

Qibao was stupid and naïve, and asked happily, "Oh, it turns out that the second cousin young master is also here, and I don't know if he has brought any fun ......"

Zhou Mingshan's embarrassment was instantly washed away by these words, and she finally couldn't hold back the smile on her lips.

Hongyun was so angry that he gave Qibao a few brain breakdowns, knocking Qibao so hard that he rolled his eyes, but he didn't dare to complain.

The master and servant looked at it for a while, then went forward again, through an unknown green meadow, and turned onto a low bridge.

It is not so much a low bridge as a few stone piers piled together, and judging from the height of it, it is probably prepared for the stream to rise when the rainy season comes.

There is a low-lying area under the low bridge, which looks like it has been artificially isolated, in front of it is a small waterfall formed by a stream, and on the right is a stone wall made of mountain stones, and leaning on the bridge pier and planting a flower that Zhou Mingshan has never seen.

No, maybe it can't be called flowers, the plants in that depression have all lost their leaves, only a lone rhizome remains, as if some force has made them suddenly lose their vitality, and they look more and more desolate against the background of this mountain full of purples and thousands of reds.

Zhou Mingshan didn't know why she suddenly remembered these two words.

Maybe it's because this place is out of place, there is no interest in appreciation, and there are hardly any people here.

What the hell is this, and why is it so desolate in this season when the mountains are full of life?

Could it be that there is some poison nearby, and all these plants have been poisoned?

"Girl, look!"

Hongyun interrupted her thoughts with a cold exclamation.

Zhou Mingshan turned her head, and Hongyun was standing on the other side of the bridge deck waving to her.

She walked over and looked down in the direction of Red Cloud's finger.

There was a man standing on the edge of the bridge under the low bridge, it was a woman with a woman's hair in a bun, she wore a blue cloth skirt, and the bun was simply pinned with a wooden hairpin, and looked up from time to time.

From the position where Zhou Mingshan and Hongyun were standing, they could clearly see the woman's situation from a high position.

Xu was just upwind, and the distance was so close, Hongyun Fang's exclamation didn't alarm the woman.

At the end of April, the weather was not hot, but it was not hot but not cool, and the woman probably walked a lot, her face was red, and she took out a handkerchief from time to time to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Zhou Mingshan stared at the woman closely, her figure, side face, her walking posture, until the face that was revealed when she turned her head to wipe her sweat......

Is that......

"Sister Frangipani!"

Red Cloud's exclamation once again confirmed her judgment!

"How come, why is Sister Suxin here? What the hell is going on?"

Rao is Hongyun is usually very clever, but he was dumbfounded at this time and was stunned in the local area.

The question raised by Hongyun is exactly what Zhou Mingshan wants to know.

She stared at Su Xin's figure closely, watching her pacing anxiously in place, leaning out of the bridge from time to time and glancing at the path ahead.

It seems that Frangipani should be waiting for someone.

"Girl, I'll call her!"

Hongyun finally reacted, and his tone of voice was a little rushed, even forgetting his usual courtesy, and he looked angry, as if he was about to rush to the bottom of the bridge pier to ask what was going on.

"Really, the girl was so frightened for her that she didn't come back to ......"

"Shh......h

Zhou Mingshan gestured to her in silence.

Although Hongyun didn't know Zhou Mingshan's plans, her instinct as a servant made her pause.

Zhou Mingshan motioned for her to take a few steps back, and after Hongyun did so, she lowered her voice and said: "Su Xin has never been a frivolous person, since she quietly returned to Beijing, she can't say that she has any hardships, or it is inconvenient to tell us if she encounters any difficulties, you will call her, not only will it not help, but it may also make her even more frightened, so we will just watch here quietly to see what difficulties she has, which can not only help her find a way, but also take care of her face, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"

As Zhou Mingshan approached, a familiar aroma came to Hongyun's nose one after another, it was the girl's favorite jasmine honey fragrance, and she and Ning Yan smoked the girl's clothes yesterday......

The girl sympathized with them and had to be steamed in a fumigation on a hot day, and specially appreciated the honeydew melon that was said to have come from Xinjiang, a dozen taels of silver, only the size of two fists......

The girl always said, "Even if you are born to be a slave, you should live a good life, everyone can only live so many days, no one is more than the other, no less than the other......

A burst of dampness welled up in the corners of his eyes, and Hongyun quickly lowered his head and nodded vigorously by the way, indicating that he understood.

After appeasing Hongyun, Zhou Mingshan walked to Fang Cai's position again and continued to look at Frangipani under the bridge.

Looking at the figure, it seems that he is thinner than before he left, and it is estimated that he has suffered a lot outside.

Although she couldn't see Frangipani's expression clearly, she could guess from Frangipani's demeanor that she was very anxious.

So who exactly are frangipani waiting for?

What happened to her?

Why didn't she come to look for her old master after returning to Beijing, but ran to this Wanxiang Temple?

Could it be that I met a robber, but I don't look like it!

Maybe you were deceived?

There are countless doubts in my heart......

Looking at that familiar figure, Zhou Mingshan remembered his previous life again.

When she was sent to the cold palace, once she had a fever, which was very bad, and Frangipani kept soaking a towel in cold water and putting it on her forehead, but the temperature just couldn't go down......

Later, Frangipani told the steward of the cold palace, accompanied tens of millions of good words, and gave out the only two gold rings left on her hand before the steward finally agreed to ask the imperial doctor......

At that time, Su Xin was like this, she would run back to take care of her, and then run to the door to see if the imperial doctor had arrived, and even turn around in circles when she was really anxious......

She shook her head vigorously, shook off the shadow in her mind, and secretly made up her mind that no matter how difficult Su Xin encountered, even for the sake of her sacrificing herself as a savior in her previous life, she must help her do it.

Qibao was sent to the other side of the meadow by her, along with a few of the guards left behind by Uncle Xin, so that even if Su Xin had any unspeakable difficulties, only Hongyun and her would know about it, and it would never be leaked.

Zhou Mingshan stood motionless on the edge of the low bridge, staring intently at the bottom of the bridge, for fear of missing the slightest clue.

Hongyun stood beside her, looking at her for a while, and then at Frangipani under the bridge, moving the corners of her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't speak.

One breath, two breaths......

It wasn't until almost a stick of incense had passed that there was movement below.

A long figure slowly appeared on the path under the pier, judging from the figure, it should be a man, and he could be seen wearing a scarf on his head and a shirt.

Zhou Mingshan's heart relaxed a little.

Fortunately, it's a reader, so it shouldn't be a big deal!

The man was in a hurry, not knowing what he was thinking, so he kept his head down and hurried.

As he got closer, his figure and face became clearer.

But Zhou Mingshan's breathing became more and more rapid, and her eyes stared at the two people who were getting closer and closer under the bridge without blinking.

Frangipani greeted the man when she saw him, and the two met and hurried to the position below the bridge.

Zhou Mingshan didn't know what the two of them said, she only felt that her vision was a little blurry, and her mind was like a galloping horse, and "booming ......" sounded.

"Aunt, girl, that—that—"

The suppressed exclamation of Hongyun next to her sounded a little fragmented, Zhou Mingshan bit the tip of her tongue hard, a dull pain came, her vision finally became clearer, she blinked desperately, and stared at the bottom of the bridge pier again.

Not knowing what Su Xin said, the man's brows furrowed and he shook his head again and again.

Frangipani seemed a little discouraged and lowered her head.

The two fell silent.

After a while, I saw Su Xin suddenly take the man's hand, and then gently put it on her lower abdomen.

Zhou Mingshan was shocked!

Because of the direction, she didn't notice that Su Xin's lower abdomen was slightly bulging......

The man's hand was grabbed very reluctantly at first, as if he wanted to break free, but after a while, his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth began to shrink, and it was obvious that he was laughing!

A sharp pain hit his heart, and Zhou Mingshan raised his hand and pressed his chest hard.

"Pounding ......"

The heartbeat, which was as fast as a drum, began to mingle with the buzzing in my ears......

Zhou Mingshan only felt that his feet were soft, and the whole person suddenly lost the strength to support him, and his eyes were also blackened......

It turned out that it was ......

She bit her lip again, trying to get rid of the discomfort in her body, wanting to sober herself up, wanting to ......

But to no avail, it seemed that the body had stopped obeying, and the stone pier at the bottom of the bridge was getting closer and closer in the blurred vision......