The rain in the sky sparsely fell, and gradually began to lighten. After a while, the rain stopped. Pearls stopped the groom and lit the lanterns of the two carriages. Then he asked the groom to go to the front to explore the way, and when he got the news, he walked to the side of the carriage where Song Yichen was and said, "Young master, there is a deserted temple in front, why don't we rest there for a while tonight?" ”

Song Yichen was playing with Wen Xiaoluo's hair, and when he heard this, he said lightly: "You just go and arrange it, remember to clean it up." ”

Pearls bowed in response, and then went back to the carriage where she was and asked the grooms to go in the direction of the temple. The injuries on Lu Yilou's body were too severe, and he almost kept a lying posture all the time. The blanket under him had been changed to a clean bed, and the clothes on his body were also worn by grooms, which were a little big, but they were quite warm. He watched Pearls get up and down the carriage, his eyes calm, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhu'er was also a little tired, wiped the thin sweat on her forehead, and said to Lu Yilou with a smile: "Later, we will get out of the car and go to the temple in front to rest, and my young master and young lady will also come out, when the time comes, you don't have a straight face like now......" Zhu'er said this, suddenly smiled, thought of something, and continued: "But there are some places where you are quite similar to my young master, obviously only a little older, but like an adult." It's just that my young master doesn't have a straight face like you, gentle and gentle. ”

Lu Yilou glanced at Zhu'er and didn't speak. Zhu'er shrugged, looked at Lu Yilou's appearance, and didn't continue.

The temple was not far away, and the carriage walked a little way to get there. Although the temple looks deserted for a long time, it can be seen that it was once prosperous. Around the temple is a bluestone paved path, which winds all the way to the temple entrance. It wasn't as dirty as the dirt road that the carriage had just walked on.

Zhu'er took the lead and walked down, and then carefully helped Lu Yilou down and let the groom help him. He then walked quickly to the side of the carriage where Song Yichen was, and said softly, "Young Master, the temple has arrived." ”

Song Yichen hummed softly, then picked up Wen Xiaoluo, and walked out of the carriage with a hunched body. Wen Xiaoluo hugged Song Yichen's neck tightly, she had never been far away, the unfamiliar environment, and the dark night around her couldn't help but be a little scared. Song Yichen noticed Wen Xiaoluo's fear, and ordered Zhu'er, "Light another lamp for me." ”

Zhu'er answered, immediately handed the lantern in her hand to Song Yichen, and went to the carriage to get a light again. At this time, Song Yichen's surroundings became a little brighter, but he could also see Lu Yilou who had been leaning on the side of the carriage.

I saw Lu Yilou's eyes looking at Song Yichen silently, Song Yichen also felt Lu Yilou's gaze, and glanced over lightly. Lu Yilou saw these eyes but did not dodge in the slightest, and stared straight into Song Yichen's eyes.

Song Yichen's indifferent gaze slowly retracted, no longer looked at Lu Yilou, and walked straight towards the temple. However, when Wen Xiaoluo saw Lu Yilou at this time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, looking very excited.

Song Yichen's face is exquisite, and the temperament on his body is extremely gentle, but with a hint of coldness, he is as unattainable as an immortal in the sky. But Lu Yilou is the opposite, although the aura on his body is also very cold, but a pair of eyes are slightly hanging, and they are full of evil aura against the flickering lights. Although they are two completely different appearances from Song Yichen, they are first-class and good. From Wen Xiaoluo's attitude towards Song Yichen, it can be seen that she likes good-looking things, and now that she sees Lu Yilou clearly, she naturally can't help but like it in her heart.

Wen Xiaoluo's actions naturally attracted Lu Yilou's attention, looking at Wen Xiaoluo's appearance, Lu Yilou was stunned, and then laughed in a low voice. Wen Xiaoluo couldn't help but move when he looked at Lu Yilou like this, as if he wanted to go to Lu Yilou.

Song Yichen's footsteps paused, stopped, and only heard his tone not salty or light: "Luo'er." Just two words immediately made Wen Xiaoluo, who was a little restless, stop his movements and obediently nest in Song Yichen's arms. It's just a cocked mouth, but it betrays her mind. Although Song Yichen loved her very much, Wen Xiaoluo was still a little afraid of him in his heart.

"Don't look at it, my young master can hurt Miss Luo'er, if you look at it a few more times, I'm afraid my young master will feel uncomfortable." Zhu'er shook her head, walked to Lu Yilou's side and said.

Lu Yilou withdrew the smile on his face and nodded. Zhu'er was relieved when she saw this, although most of the young masters and sons in Andu City took their relatives at the age of thirteen or fourteen, but in the end, it was the words of the parents who ordered the matchmaker, and there were very few people who really understood it. But his young master and the child in front of him really couldn't treat them as children, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhu'er said a few more words.

The group slowly walked into the temple, which was very large, but perhaps because it had been abandoned for a long time, the temple was inevitably a little dirty. Zhu'er put the supporting Lu Yilou on a straw mat, then lit the candle she had just brought, and began to clean up with the grooms.

The dust was a little heavy, Song Yichen couldn't help frowning, and then walked outside the door with Wen Xiaoluo in his arms. Wen Xiaoluo has always been held by Song Yichen, and he used to like this, but now he has always wanted to come down. Song Yichen hugged Wen Xiaoluo for so long, and he was indeed a little tired, plus Wen Xiaoluo kept moving, and gradually became a little powerless, so he put Wen Xiaoluo down. It's just that one hand is holding Wen Xiaoluo's hand tightly, leaving no gaps.

Wen Xiaoluo originally wanted to run to see Lu Yilou, but Song Yichen held it too tightly, so she could only stay by Song Yichen's side.

Wen Xiaoluo thought about how Song Yichen couldn't understand, but what she didn't know was how strong Song Yichen's possessiveness was towards her. I saw Song Yichen's lips pursed into a straight line, and the hand holding Wen Xiaoluo unconsciously became more and more forceful. Wen Xiaoluo couldn't help but shrink in pain, and then gently pushed Song Yichen's hand holding her.

Song Yichen didn't let go, just squatted down, his eyes were still calm, but he looked at Wen Xiaoluo fixedly. Wen Xiaoluo wanted to dodge, but he was forced to look at him.

"Luo'er, forget it this time, if you look at other people like this again in the future, I will gouge out other people's eyes...... No, I'll get the guy and feed the dogs. Song Yichen's tone was fluttering, but the words he said made Wen Xiaoluo's eyes redden.