Su Xiaojin enjoyed this comfortable treatment to the fullest, and by the way, he told Gu Yu about going to the temple tomorrow to offer incense, and Gu Yu nodded in response.

After Su Xiaojin drank a few sips of soup, he remembered that he hadn't told Gu Yao that he would stay in the temple for a night tomorrow, and immediately looked up at Tang Muchen, worried that he would regret it, and didn't know what to say to Gu Yao for a while.

Tang Muchen saw Su Xiaojin's concerns, turned his head and instructed Gu Yu to prepare more clothes and stay in the temple tomorrow.

The rumor was already surprised to hear that Su Xiaojin was going to stay outside for one night, and what she never expected was that her own Hou Ye actually agreed! She couldn't believe it for a moment, and suspected that something was wrong with her ears.

But after thinking about it, the words did come out of Tang Muchen's mouth, and combined with Su Xiaojin's appearance just now, Gu Yu must have played some trick in his heart!

She had to admire that Mrs. really had herself, and she actually reversed the stubborn character of Hou Ye. As she spoke, she obediently went down to prepare her things. But this time she guessed wrong.

After instructing the ancient rumors, Tang Muchen called Zhu Ling again and asked him to bring a few secret guards with strong martial arts to incense with Su Xiaojin tomorrow. After hearing this, Zhu Ling hurriedly stepped back and began to arrange.

Su Xiaojin pursed his lips, it was just incense, and he didn't go to the border to fight, so he needed to spend so much time?

She thought for a moment, rolled her eyes, smiled at Tang Muchen, and asked pretending to be concerned.

"If the bamboo spirit is not there, who will protect you?"

Tang Muchen put down his chopsticks and glanced at her. At this moment, she knows exactly what she has in mind. Every time she talked to herself so secretly, she had a lot of ghost ideas in her head.

"Please rest assured, Madame, there is more than one guard by my side, and there will naturally be someone else to fill the vacancy when he is not there." He replied with a smile, he was suggesting that Su Xiaojin should not think crookedly, just take them to incense.

Su Xiaojin looked at him and saw through his thoughts, and smiled wryly. But I was angry in my heart, Tang Muchen, you old fox, I don't believe that Zhu Ling can follow me all the time.

Suddenly, a bold question popped into her mind. Without thinking about it, she asked.

"Then if the bamboo spirit makes a mistake, will it be replaced by someone else?"

Tang Muchen replied yes without hesitation. When Su Xiaojin heard this, he mourned for Zhu Ling for three seconds. This guy is loyal to him, and he was actually treated like this by Tang Muchen. It seems that he only has the share of being honestly protected.

"Any other questions?" Tang Muchen saw that Su Xiaojin didn't speak, turned his head and asked seriously.

Su Xiaojin knew what he meant, and after giving him an angry look, he got up from the stool and climbed onto the bed to rest.

Tang Muchen smiled, she was so childish every time she was angry with herself. This is to send a signal to yourself, people are angry, hurry up and coax others.

He knew that she must not like to take so many people on the trip, but he couldn't accompany him, so he couldn't rest assured. Zhu Ling is a person he trusts, and he is a little more at ease with his personal protection.

"Okay, this is for Miss Qin's sake. You said that if you meet a swinger who covets her beauty when you go to incense, how can you two get out? He put his shoulder over her shoulder, and whispered softly to reassure her.

Su Xiaojin was silent, his face was as cold as frost, but in fact, his heart was already happy. As soon as he said this, she couldn't refuse. Thinking about it, Miss Qin's life safety is also responsible, after all, the two of them are traveling together, if something really happens, General Qin will not let her go first.

Tang Muchen saw that she was silent, thinking that she was holding her breath in her heart, rubbing her black hair with her head, as docile as a cat praying for the comfort of her master.

Su Xiaojin's heart softened suddenly. Her expression, which had been jumping for a long time, collapsed instantly.

"Haha, look, it's me winning again." She smiled, a little smug and showing off. She just pretended to be angry, and he was so nervous.

Tang Muchen smiled and bit her little nose dotingly. He also laughed in his heart, where are you winning, obviously it was the marquis who let you be okay.

Late at night, the moon hung quietly in the sky, the ancient song couldn't sleep, and sat alone in the courtyard looking at the moon in a daze.

With a smile on her face and a purse clutched tightly in her hand, she seemed to be caught in a fond memory.

On the second day, as soon as Su Xiaojin got up, Qin Wenya's carriage arrived at the gate of the mansion. She was worried that the other party was in a hurry, so she hurriedly let Gu Yu clean up for herself at will.

Qin Wenya persuaded her not to be in a hurry, not to be in a hurry, to take her time, she was waiting for her.

Su Xiaojin was afraid that Qin Wenya would be bored alone, so she asked the maid to bring pastries and fruits, and asked her to sit in the front hall for a while.

Qin Wenya nodded, she glanced at the various snacks on the plate, and she didn't have much appetite. Thinking about it, instead of sitting here and doing nothing, it is better to take the opportunity to take a look at the mansion of the Houfu.

With that in mind, she walked out of the room alone and walked along the path in the back garden.

At this time, it is the late autumn season, the grass and trees have withered and yellowed, and occasionally there is a remnant flower on the branch, which is blown away in the wind. The whole nature was in a state of depression, and Qin Wenya looked at the fallen leaves, and her heart was inexplicably a little sad.

She remembers that the year of her mother's death was also winter, and she stood by the river and looked at the rushing river, and her heart was like ashes. It was also that year that she learned a poem, and the autumn wind was bleak and the waves were surging. Since then, she has never had the mother who loves her in her life.

Recalling those sad pasts, Qin Wenya couldn't help but burst into tears. She took the collection from her hand and wiped it gently.

Meng Xiaoling was walking in the garden in an unhappy mood, and recently Tang Fan had been in trouble with herself because of trivial family matters, so that she now looked at him unpleasantly. She originally planned to take a walk in the garden, but she never thought that she would bump into Qin Wenya, who wiped her tears.

"Who's that? Crying and crying in broad daylight, dead people in the family? Meng Xiaoling asked the maid beside her with a cold face.

"Mrs. Hui, this is Qin Wenya, the only daughter of General Qin." The maidservant glanced at it, then lowered her body and replied.

Meng Xiaoling smiled disdainfully, no matter who she is, as long as she is in the Tang Mansion, she has to listen to herself. She cried bitterly in the garden during the day, making people think that the Tang family had abused her, and she couldn't afford to bear it when this word spread.

"Yo, such a good weather, my sister is crying here, it's really a good time!" Meng Xiaoling twisted her waist and walked to Qin Wenya, with a smile on her eyebrows.

Qin Wenya was stunned, she even forgot to wipe the tears on her face, and let it hang on her face alone, but there was a beauty of pear blossoms with tears.