The carriage was carrying heavy things, squeaking forward, the scenery on the side of the road was receding, and the wind was slightly cool through the small window that opened the curtain.

The breeze was blowing, with a little coolness, caressing his face, and the temperature of his cheeks was also lowered a little, Yin Yufu looked at the scenery outside through the slightly rolled curtain.

It is the color of early autumn, and the trees along the street are tall, and the green leaves on them are also stained with some yellowishness, and the edges of the leaves seem to be inlaid with gold edges, and they are very beautiful.

A few birds are chirping on the branches, and not far away there are some farmers ploughing, with their backs to the scorching sun, full of the joy of the harvest, and early autumn is the beginning of the harvest.

With some fine pieces of small yellow sand, accompanied by a relatively cool breeze, the wind blew in, blowing into Yin Yufu's eyes, there was a sudden stinging pain in her eyes, and she blinked vigorously, and her eyes were a little uncomfortable.

The weeds that grew on the side of the road, clustered together, were blown by the wind, rustling, and the scenery kept retreating, and finally formed a boundary with the ground, hidden behind the carriage.

Yin Yufu's expression was a little wrong, she held the white handkerchief tightly in her hand, rubbed her eyes a few times, and didn't know what was in her eyes, but she felt a little dazzling.

The carriage crushed a few weeds, and the animals among the grass were much quieter, not as lively as the hot summer, and the cicadas on the branches were much weaker, still holding on to the last days.

Inside the curtain, Yin Yufu's body fluctuated a few times with the bump of the carriage, and her heart was heavy, but she still pretended to be calm, and suddenly seemed to be very scared of something, her hand trembled obviously a few times, and the handkerchief almost slipped out of her hand.

Yin Yufu suddenly buried her head in Meng Yanxiu's arms beside her, grabbed Meng Yanxiu's clothes tightly with both hands, kept trembling, didn't say a word, Bei Yan bit her lip tightly, and her face was very pale.

Meng Yanxiu's hand paused in the air for a few moments, and finally put his broad palm on Yin Yufu's head, and smoothed it along the smooth hair, as before, and gently smoothed it, and his mind was a little trance-like, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they were silent all the way.

"Princess, colt, it's here." The carriage stopped, and the people in the carriage also felt the ups and downs of the carriage, and the maid outside the curtain gently lifted the curtain and whispered a reminder outside.

"Yes, got it." Yin Yufu replied lightly, helped the somewhat crooked bun, and together with Meng Yanxiu, got out of the carriage, and looked at the bright big characters, which were neatly hung there-Bao'en Temple.

The people who came and went at the door, some of them came here to march together, and more of them were those who believed in men and women, or came to make vows, with pious expressions on their faces, and when they walked into the door, there was a sense of mystery and smoke.

Coming out to greet the presiding master of Bao'en Temple, the Dharma name Hongzhi. I learned early that the eldest princess was going to come here to make incense and make a vow, and I had been waiting at the door, and when I saw the eldest princess coming, I greeted her.

"Princess, please." Without Yin Yufu saying anything, Master Hongzhi knew the purpose of the eldest princess's advance this time, and took the lead in walking in front to guide the eldest princess.

Yin Yufu's face was full of piety, and she looked at Master Hongzhi in front of her with respectful eyes, nodded slightly, and followed behind her, entering the door, where the Buddha statues were neatly placed for worship.

With the maids who went in, they had already prepared all the things, and after Yin Yufu finished cleaning her hands, she took the incense on one side, holding the incense in her left hand and holding the lower position with her right hand, looking very pious.

The incense candle lit by the fire, with light gray smoke on the top, swayed with the wind, Yin Yufu's eyes stared straight at the incense, and she kept muttering in her heart.

It is advisable to use three sticks of incense, Yin Yufu held the incense and held it high above her head, but her heart was a little complicated, this time it was not a simple wish, but she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to test whether Meng Xiu had anything to do with rouge.

The middle finger and index finger of both hands are holding the incense stick, and the thumb is against the lower position, Yin Yufu's hand shook a few times, and then stabilized on his chest.

After the work was completed, Yin Yufu put some of the incense in her hand into the incense ashes, looking at the Buddha statue in front of her with a kind face and a universal face, Yin Yufu felt a burst of emotion in her heart, as if she was infected by the surrounding atmosphere.

The futon on the ground stayed quietly, Yin Yufu sighed in her heart, knelt on her legs, folded her hands, chanted words in her mouth, her palms were not completely together, there was an empty distance in the middle, and she raised it slightly above her head.

Confessing to the kind Buddha statue, Yin Yufu hid everything in her heart, not wanting to continue to speculate about those things, and the original peace in her heart fluctuated slightly.

In my heart, it seems that there is a messy embroidery thread, which is messily entangled, and I want to tear it off, but I can't tear it apart, so I can only let it be messily entangled.

The previous things have not yet ended, Yin Yufu was a little upset, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in her eyes, and before she could see it clearly, she had disappeared.

If you say that you can keep making excuses for the previous things, but during this time, the things reported by Qiqiao made Yin Yufu have to think about something more, although she didn't want to affirm the assumptions that were faintly formed in her heart.

No matter what happens this time, through this opportunity, make sure that if this time, Rouge really has an ambiguous relationship with Meng Yanxiu, and he will get rid of Rouge mercilessly, if so, ......

The mind was a little far away, Yin Yufu paused, the fluctuations in her eyes were a little bigger, put away all the things in her heart, and buried them all in her heart, and then, the fluctuations in her eyes were also a little calmer, Yin Yufu put her hands together intently, and prayed silently in her heart.

The ordinary people around were also wishing or praying on the side, but they were far away, occasionally looking up at the princess, and then refocusing on the Buddha statue in front of them.

This is the important place of Buddhism, not to be defiled here, everyone with the most sincere heart, praying for those wishes in their hearts, pinning all their hopes on the benevolent Buddha statue in front of them, hoping that their wishes can be achieved, whether it is true or not, at least there is something in the heart that can be pinned, a kind of faith that belongs to them.

Yin Yufu's heart was unusually calm, and she silently muttered what she wanted to pray, or those words of confession, in her heart, and after saying it, the burden in her heart seemed to be lightened a little.

The sound of the surrounding wooden fish kept coming, all around were filled with smoke, the faint fragrance was wrapped around the tip of the pen, occasionally mixed with some people's whispered prayers, the room was filled with a quiet atmosphere, and people couldn't help but relax a little.

The knee position of Yin Yufu's legs is a little uncomfortable, after kneeling for a long time, those hard futons are also a little uncomfortable, and the confession is also completed, the few sticks of incense that have been inserted have been burned to the halfway position, and the burned incense ash on it is some shaking on it, and the breeze blows gently, it falls obliquely, and the light gray ash in the incense ashtray merges.

"Princess, come here with the old man." Master Hongzhi, who was waiting quietly, said.

Those rituals have been completed, the time is not long, it is not short, the people in the Buddhist hall are also several groups of people who come and go, Yin Yufu got up, gently patted the dust on her body a few times, and followed the master to the backyard meditation room to rest.

The things in the meditation room are neatly arranged, but they are a little simple, and the luxury and luxury of the princess's mansion cannot be compared, a small square wooden table is placed in the center, and there are a few wooden chairs with rough workmanship, placed around, there is only a thin mattress on the hard bed, a neatly folded quilt, and there is nothing else in the simple way.

It wasn't the first time Yin Yufu had come, and she didn't have a lot of opinions about the furnishings in front of her, so she walked to the table and let the maids clean up the things inside, her fingers bent, and she unconsciously tapped the tabletop.

Some dilapidated wooden doors were knocked a few times, making a crisp sound, Yin Yufu came back to her senses, and looked back, it was a little monk, with a little shame on his face, holding a small plate in his hand, and a vegetarian dish on it, placed on the table.

"I'm sorry Master." On the small plate on the table are some light dishes, as well as a few kinds of noodles, although the taste is not very good, but it has a unique taste in the Buddhist hall.

Yin Yufu bumped all the way, did not have a good appetite, picked up the chopsticks, simply ate a few bites, drank a small half bowl of porridge, put down the chopsticks, and did not continue to eat.

After dinner, the sky outside is also a little late, the original bright sky, covered with a layer of darkness, the sky is also slowly infected, the things outside are also vaguely covered in such a thick darkness, the leaves rustle, some leaves curl up early, sleep peacefully.

The things in the room were almost cleaned up, Yin Yufu sat outside around the small stone table, the breeze blew, blowing a few strands of hair, sweeping a little itchy on her face, the blooming flowers around her were all closed, drooping her head, as if she was sleeping.

There was a rush of footsteps behind Yin Yufu, like a disrupted drum, and Qiqiao hurried back to see the princess in the courtyard, walked over, and attached it to Yin Yufu's ears, not knowing what to say.

Yin Yufu looked confident, and ordered Qiqiao to go down, and she put on her coat and walked into the night alone, not knowing what to do.