"Am I a prisoner? Do I need to be so closely watched?" Xu Bingrong rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, but uncharacteristically did not make any more fuss.
It's not that he suddenly changed his temper, but the conversation between Fan Yuru and Shen Zhonglei outside was really shocking.
The content of the conversation was nothing, but as a confidant of the heir apparent of Prince Rui's palace, Fan Yuru was so close to Shen Zhonglei and had no airs about him?
He had no idea when his good brother-in-law got on the line with Prince Rui's Mansion?
Xu Bingrong was upset in the car. He still had some thoughts of making trouble, but he gave up completely after learning that Fan Yuru was also going to Dongquan Temple for the funeral.
This time I came here and it became clear that I couldn't get any advantage.
If I had known this, it would have been better not to come to the funeral in the first place, and save myself the trouble of traveling and traveling.
After the long team was all out of the city gate, the march finally picked up speed.
Just as the funeral procession of the Shen family rushed to Dongquan Temple, inside Dongquan Temple, Song Rongqian was wearing a water-red brocade jacket and a honey-colored pleated skirt, kneeling upright on the futon in front of the Buddha.
She clasped her hands together, holding a string of Buddhist beads on her fingertips, closing her eyes and reciting something in a low voice to the Buddha.
Originally, when she was in the capital, Song Rongqian didn't believe in gods, Buddhas and ghosts, and always felt that these were all nonsense.
Later, in order to avoid the persecution of her aunt, she ran to Dongquan Temple to seek peace and quiet. She felt the peace and calm she had not seen for a long time here, and then she slowly started to learn to worship Buddha with the mentality of rather believing that something is there than not.
But recently, her inner lake, which had finally calmed down, was once again disturbed by a pool of spring water, causing little ripples from time to time.
When the maid Nian Zhen standing by saw this, she knew that her girl was distracted again.
She was about to step forward to remind her when she suddenly spotted someone entering the hall from the corner of her eye. She was startled. Just as she was about to speak out, she saw the person making a shushing gesture.
After seeing clearly that the person coming was Li Tianhao, Nianzhen immediately blushed and stepped aside.
Li Tianhao walked softly to Song Rongqian and saw that she was praying with her eyes closed. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. He simply knelt down on the futon beside her, clasped his hands together and faced the Buddha's golden statue.
It's like closing your eyes.
Song Rongqian closed her eyes, but she didn't know that Li Tianhao was kneeling next to her, slowly speaking out the prayers in her heart one by one.
"I hope that the Buddha can bless Brother Hao for good health, that all his wishes will come true, and that everything will go well. I believe that I would like to worship the Buddha devoutly throughout my life..."
Hearing his name coming out of Song Rongqian's mouth, Li Tianhao felt a burst of ecstasy, and his heart wanted to jump out of his chest, just in time to show her his sincerity.
His enthusiasm was uncontrollable, and all of it turned into an infatuated look at the people next to him.
After Song Rongqian expressed her deepest wish, she bent over and bowed devoutly again and again. Then she slowly opened her eyes and immediately felt the glare of the eyes next to her staring at her.
She originally thought he was a prodigal son who came from somewhere, and she was angry at why Nian Zhen didn't warn him, but when she turned around, she met Li Tianhao's handsome face.
"Hao, Brother Hao..."
Li Tianhao saw that she was panicking like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, so he couldn't help but think of teasing her.
"I really didn't expect that I would get such a surprise if I came earlier than the scheduled time."
Song Rongqian saw Nian Zhen covering her lips and snickering. Then she realized that Li Tianhao had probably heard all the words she had just said to the Buddha.
Thinking of this, her cheeks instantly turned red. She lowered her head and had nowhere to put her hands, wishing she could find a place to get in.
Li Tianhao looked at her shy look, and with a slight twitch in his mind, he took the initiative to hold her hand and walked out of the hall.
Song Rongqian seemed to be burned and quickly shook off his hand, her face blushing even more intensely.
"You, if you do this to me again, I won't see you again."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. I couldn't help it. I just wanted to take you to the temple." Li Tianhao hurriedly raised his hands to indicate that he would no longer be rude.
Song Rongqian then glared at him angrily and followed his footsteps again.
Li Tianhao grew up in Yongzhou Prefecture, and Dongquan Temple has been a place he has visited every year since he was a child. He is particularly familiar with every plant and tree here.
I just heard her true feelings revealed today, so naturally I will not miss this rare opportunity.
Afraid that she would still be embarrassed by what happened just now, Li Tianhao said nothing else all the way, only telling her the allusions, legends, etc. about various scenic spots in the temple.
Song Rongqian listened quietly, with a look of admiration in her eyes from time to time.
Although she was speechless all the way, she was filled with shame and joy. This kind of sour feeling was something she had never felt in more than ten years.
In this way, the two walked around half a circle in Dongquan Temple. When it was getting late, they finally came to a side hall, and Li Tianhao stopped.
Although Song Rongqian came here often recently, she usually worshiped Buddha in the main hall. This was her first time here, and she couldn't help but look inside curiously.
There is no difference in the appearance of this side hall from other side halls, except that the main seat is not a Buddha statue, but a snow-white Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.
Seeing that there was no one around him, Li Tianhao boldly took Song Rongqian's hand again.
"Come on, let's go in and take a look and ask for a signature."
Song Rongqian was so embarrassed, but this time Li Tianhao held on tightly, and even after shaking him, he couldn't shake him off. He hurriedly made an excuse and said: "I just worshiped the Bodhisattva in the main hall, so there is no need to worship here again. Let's go somewhere else."
stop."
But Li Tianhao insisted on pulling her in and said, "The wishes you make are different, and the signs you ask for are different. Buddha is compassionate and doesn't care. Come in quickly."
Song Rongqian couldn't resist, and was finally pulled in by him. After seeing the tall Guanyin Bodhisattva in the hall, she understood the real purpose of his insistence on bringing her here to ask for a fortune. She immediately felt that her cheeks were so hot that they were almost on fire.
She broke away from Li Tianhao's hand, but he stood there without moving, full of shame and embarrassment mixed with a hint of sweetness.
There was no one in the hall. Although Li Tianhao felt a little strange, he didn't think much about it. On the contrary, he felt it was more convenient to act.
"Rong Qian, since I met you, I have been worried about gains and losses. Fortunately, God has favored you and made you fall in love with me. I just heard your thoughts clearly, and I also want you to know my feelings."
He grabbed Song Rongqian's weak and boneless little hand again, put it against his heart, and whispered, "You touch it, every beat here is dancing for you."
Song Rongqian has been raised in a boudoir all year round. How can she withstand such teasing? She almost wants to cut out her heart and show the other person clearly.
For some reason today, no one came to disturb the side hall, so the two of them talked about themselves for a long time.
It wasn't until it turned dark outside that I reluctantly prepared to leave.
Returning to her residence, Nian Zhen said with an uneasy look on her face: "Girl, on the way back just now, I seem to have seen my cousin!"
Song Rongqian was still immersed in Li Tianhao's love words just now, and said nonchalantly: "Ying Xin? You must have read it wrong. She is not young and has no moral integrity. It is not easy for her to stay at home. What is she doing in the temple?"