Daughters of the Zhou family of Youxiang Mansion Xihe paused and looked up at Shen Ting: "It's the Miss Zhou family who married the fifth prince."
Furthermore, a young novice monk hurried in and whispered to Shen Ting with an embarrassed look: "Uncle, there is another woman outside.
She says she is an old friend of our uncle in Anzhou.
What else can she say?
Why does she know the whereabouts of my little junior sister?"
But I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, this is Huguo Temple, there are only monks, but no nuns.
"Yang Xiru should be here."
Xihe frowned.
According to this cousin's temperament of fearing chaos in the world, seeing herself here, she might cause some trouble.
Shen Ting was a little surprised, and sighed for a long time: "Miss Yang Er from Minghu Academy, it is indeed an old friend who invited her in."
The boy promised to go out.
Waiting outside was indeed Yang Xiru.
Seeing the young monk go and come back, Yang Xiru turned sideways uncomfortably.
After arriving in the imperial capital for so long, Yang Xiru was no longer the eldest lady of the mountain chief's family who didn't know the heights of the world when she was in Anzhou Prefecture.
Especially after experiencing the turmoil of her engagement to Shen Cheng, Yang Xiru became more and more aware that if she wanted to change her situation, she could not rely on others.
Even if that "other person" is one's own uncle or grandmother.
She put away her sharp edges and was able to carefully guess the meanings of those aristocratic ladies.
Coupled with the name of the Yang family's scholarly family, Yang Xiru finally blended in with these ladies from the aristocratic family.
Even Zhou Juan, who initially disliked each other, has become more harmonious.
Even more so when Zhou Jun asked someone to see Master Cheng Guan but was unable to do so, he "unintentionally" revealed that he might have a solution.
Standing here right now, isn’t it because I was entrusted by Zhou Juan?
Although he had said it with certainty just now, he still felt a little unconvinced about the identity of Monk Cheng Guan.
I just saw it from a distance, and I was so angry that I completely lost my mind.
Now thinking about it, I muttered a little, wondering if they looked similar.
In fact, that person was not Shen Ting at all; 2.
Then he had boasted too much.
Even if Monk Cheng Guan was really Shen Ting, it was hard to say whether he would agree to his request.
Although she despised her cousin Xihe from the bottom of her heart, Yang Xiru had to admit that the status of the two in Shen Ting's heart was not the same at all.
Just as he was feeling uneasy, the young novice monk had already approached: "Female donor, please come inside."
Zhou Juan, who was watching from a distance, looked stunned, wondering in his heart that he thought Yang Xiru was bragging.
Did he really have any relationship with Monk Cheng Guan?
Over there, Yang Xiru had already stepped inside.
When she saw Shi Shiran standing in the Shen Pavilion in front of the monk's residence, her eyes turned red: "Master Shen"
I felt endless grievances welling up in my heart.
How can I be inferior to Yang Xi and He He?
Both of these men are so ruthless to me.
His gaze happened to collide with Shen Ting's gentle expression, and he became increasingly angry and sarcastically said: "Huguo Temple is really a good place.
It's really gratifying that Mr.
Shen has made such a big name.
If the old lady knew about it, I don't know how to be happy."
These words are really vicious.
It should be noted that Shen Ting is the only child in the family.
Once he becomes a monk, the Shen family must not cut off their descendants.
Yang Xiru was also impulsive.
When she said the words, she felt a little regretful, fearing that Shen Ting would turn against her and kick her out.
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There is no trace of annoyance on Shen Ting's face, and his demeanor is elegant, making people feel like they are being washed by a spring breeze: "In the past, everything was like dying yesterday.
There is no more Shen Pavilion and poor monk Cheng Guan in the world.
Miss Yang, please."
Yang Xiru felt as if she had been punched in cotton.
She was speechless for a long time as she stared at Shen Ting, who could not hide his handsomeness even after shaving his hair.
After following Shen Tingmai into the monk's residence, he happened to catch sight of Yang Xihe sitting on a futon, sipping tea.
The anger he had finally suppressed suddenly filled his chest, and his voice suddenly became sharp: "Master Dao Chengguan, who is the distinguished guest here?
I didn't expect it to be you.
Haha, how could I forget that you are childhood sweethearts?
In Master's heart, my cousin is special."
As he spoke, he suddenly turned to Shen Ting: "Master, I'm afraid you don't know yet.
Your little junior sister's status is completely different now.
Not only has she won the favor of the concubine in the palace, but she has also received the Queen Mother's decree to marry you.
Now she is the master's secular cousin and a British princess.
The fiancée of the eldest son of the mansion."
"By the way, since my cousin and the mage have such a deep friendship, do you want to get the marriage lottery?
Considering the relationship between brother and sister in the past, the mage will definitely make peace with the cousin."
Do you think you don’t know?
Shen Ting had a deep love for Yang Xihe at the beginning.
To say that you have to give up the worldly affairs is not to give up on Yang Xihe for the sake of love.
I can't believe that Shen Ting knew that Yang Xihe had another engagement, and could still act so calmly.
Listening to Yang Xiru's thorny words, Qingbi couldn't bear it at first: "Thankfully the second lady is still our lady, why are you so messy?"
He wanted to say more, but was stopped by Xihe: "Qingbi, it's time for us to leave."
After putting down the tea bowl, Shi Shiran stood up, looked at Shen Ting and said: "Thank you for the tea, senior brother."
Shen Ting smiled slightly and reached out to take out an unopened package: "I made this tea myself, and I asked my junior sister to bring it to the teacher.
I said that the unfilial person will come to apologize for it another day."
Xihe nodded in agreement and walked straight out with Qingbi, during which he actually regarded Yang Xiru as if she was nothing.
Yang Xiru's face turned red with anger, but she couldn't get angry.
As for Zhou Jun who was guarding outside, he was even more shocked when he saw Shi Shiran and Xi and the three people walking out of the monk's house: "Is it possible that the distinguished guest of the Dharma that the little monk mentioned just now is you?"
"You can't be called a distinguished guest, just an old friend."
"Old friend" Zhou Juan's tone was a little suspicious, and he remembered that Yang Xiru said the same thing just now.
Could it be that this mage is from Anzhou?
Seeing Yang Xi and the three of them walking away, he looked back at Yang Xiying beside him: "Who is this Master Chengguan?"
Yang Xiying was distracted when she heard this and was startled: "I didn't stay long in Anzhou Prefecture.
If I remember correctly, Master Cheng Guan is probably from the British lineage."
After a pause, he said: "I heard from sister Xiru that this Mr.
Shen was once Mr.
Xie Yuanlang of Anzhou Prefecture, and he was also the disciple of my cousin.
In that case, he and sister Xiru often met each other.
It is not true that they are old friends.
"It's too much" "Yang Zefang is still a disciple of the Shen family."
Zhou Jun looked a little weird, "I remember hearing someone say that Shen Chengye seemed to have been a disciple of Yang Zefang before.
Since Master Chengguan is a member of the Shen family, is it possible that he is the same as Shen Cheng?"
It also matters.”
Yang Xiying nodded: "The two of them should be cousins."
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"The cousins are all heroes of the moment.
One is proud of his career, while the other escapes into Buddhism.
It's really interesting."
Zhou Juan snorted coldly.
"Ah Juan would like to know why Shen Ting left the good job of Jie Yuanlang alone and insisted on escaping into Buddhism."
Yang Xiru happened to come out of the Buddhist hall and sneered when she heard this.
"Xiru knows."
Zhou Juan narrowed his eyes as if something interesting was about to happen.
"Hey, that's the reason."
Yang Xiru raised the corner of her mouth towards the place where Xihe disappeared.
Xihe didn't know about all the things behind his death.
Since Qingbi was sent to find Xie Chang, Alan was the only one accompanying Xihe at the moment.
Seeing that Xihe looked tired, Alan looked outside and happened to see a pavilion with a bluestone bench.
"Miss, there is a pavilion over there.
Let's go and have a rest."
Xihe nodded.
The master and the servant walked slowly.
When they arrived at the pavilion, they found that the pavilion was built on a high slope.
Standing in the middle, they had a good view.
There are mostly green pine trees in Huguo Temple.
Although it is the middle of winter, there is still a lot of yellow and green colors in the field of vision.
It is refreshing to climb up and look out.
Xihe let out a heavy breath and heard a soft footsteps coming from behind, along with a woman's voice:
"The scenery here is not bad.
I'll sit down for a while and we'll go back later."
Xihe was startled for a moment, how could this voice sound so familiar?
Alan, who was standing next to him, was even more excited, and suddenly turned back with an expression of unbelievable shock: "master" Master Xihe thought that Alan was calling him at first, but felt something was wrong.
Alan was usually taciturn, and even if he had something to say, he would always call him "Miss".
From the time he met Alan until now, he could make Alan call him "Master" Yes, there is only Sister Li. gd1806102: