【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

In the next few days, there was panic in the capital.

Wanted posters were posted almost all over the city, and the number of police officers on the streets increased visibly.

This incident had a bad impact and was very loud. Gradually, different voices were heard from the crowd.

Could it be the work of the reactionaries?

The current regime is not stable. There are powerful countries outside, watching covetously, and stubborn people inside, ready to make moves. There are many small conflicts in marginal areas, but this is the capital.

Who did it? No one knows the truth. Perhaps because people have long been accustomed to war, there is no riot and everyone seems to be at peace with themselves. This is also a kind of comfort.

Life has to go on, doesn't it?

Zhao Xi was a person who completed her tasks honestly, and she was very busy that day.

Because Jiang Shuliu is going to meet Ji Xingyu again.

The two parties are about to get engaged, so they need to cultivate a good relationship in the early stages.

We agreed to go to a temple to pray for blessings, and the one we went to was the most famous Miaoying Temple.

Miaoying Temple is located on the north side of Xiangshan Park in Nanshan District, Beijing, and is a well-preserved garden-style temple with a compact layout. The temple faces east and is built according to the mountain terrain.

Therefore, every pilgrim must go up the mountain road.

They met at the foot of the mountain of Miaoying Temple. The awkward thing was that when the two sides met, Ji Xingyu was followed by Fang Fei, and Jiang Shuliu was followed by Zhao Xi.

As soon as they met, Zhao Xi felt embarrassed, and the heroine was obviously impatient. She had a sullen face and started to walk up without saying a word.

Ji Xingyu looked at her, then turned to Jiang Shuliu and said, "Ms. Jiang, we all know what our relationship is. If that's the case, let's just live our own lives from now on and don't bother each other."

Maybe you can just not bring her along. You see, she'll be unhappy if she sees it, and that'll make everyone unhappy. Are you satisfied now?

Zhao Xi quietly rolled his eyes behind Jiang Shuliu.

Zhao Xi was really speechless for the two male and female protagonists. Of course, if this were placed in the original novel, it would probably be a sad point.

However, Zhao Xi is now on Jiang Shuliu's side. Zhao Xi calls men like Ji Xingyu, who are incapable of canceling the engagement and unwilling to break up with his girlfriend, a scumbag.

You can choose love or family. But those who want to have a girlfriend to love and a wife to consolidate their status are really the same as those men who complain about their own difficulties and get benefits but still complain.

This world won’t be a wife-chasing crematorium, right?

Watching Ji Xingyu catch up with Fang Fei, Zhao Xi withdrew her gaze without interest and said, "Miss, are we going?"

Jiang Shuliu looked at her calmly and asked, "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

Zhao Xi naturally had no faith. However, her experience in a certain world made her respect these ghosts and gods: "I don't believe, but it's good to worship."

Who knows if there are any supernatural factors in this world.

Jiang Shuliu turned around and said, "Let's go."

Zhao Xi thought Jiang Shuliu was not going to pay his respects, and followed him with a bit of regret in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Shuliu took her to another more hidden path, which was covered with fallen leaves, but there were also traces of footprints.

"This is the road the monks from the temple take to go down the mountain to purchase goods every day. It allows them to walk faster." Jiang Shuliu said casually as he walked on the stone steps.

Zhao Xi became even more curious: "Miss, do you come here often?"

"No," Jiang Shuliu smiled. She was a typical cold beauty. Mottled light and shadow fell on her snow-white jade-like face. Such a smile was surprisingly cold: "I haven't been here for ten years."

“My mother used to bring me here when I was little, and she believed in this stuff.”

Jiang Shuliu's mother, the young lady from the Ji family who hanged herself.

Zhao Xi shrank her neck and dared not say anything more.

Jiang Shuliu said with a half-smile: "What are you afraid of? Aren't you asking about these things?"

It seems that her inquiry into the eldest lady's background spread quickly. As expected, Jiang Shuliu could not hide anything. Zhao Xi lowered her eyes, approached Jiang Shuliu cautiously, and said flatteringly: "Miss, I didn't mean to do anything bad."

Jiang Shuliu glanced over with his beautiful phoenix eyes and smiled: "It's okay if you want to do bad things, as long as you behave yourself."

If you're good, you won't do bad things... Zhao Xi complained in his heart.

Jiang Shuliu: "It doesn't matter if you know it. These things have been known to everyone for a long time."

"Ji Ru loved that man so much that she wanted to die for him. They agreed to elope, but the man named Hu Chuan didn't show up. When Ji Ru was caught, she was already a little crazy."

"She couldn't accept that her lover had betrayed her, but now that things had come to this, Ji Ru still came to Miaoying Temple to pray every day, hoping that God would allow them to meet again."

Jiang Shuliu smiled, with indifference: "When I was a child, Ji Ru would bring me to the temple. She said that my background was wrong and that I ruined her. I want to atone for her and copy Buddhist scriptures for her to accumulate merit."

Zhao Xi grabbed Jiang Shuliu's hand in a panic: "How could she do this?!"

Instilling such disgusting ideas into a young child at such an innocent age will eventually lead to a pathetic, love-hungry and people-pleasing personality.

Jiang Shuliu lowered her head and looked at the little girl approaching her.

Xi Chun was obviously very angry, her eyes were wide open, and the smaller one's hand tightly held hers, with a look of sadness and worry on her face: "Miss, you didn't do anything wrong at all. The Buddha will not wrongly accuse an innocent person."

She even said a little stingily: "So copying the Buddhist scriptures will not accumulate merit for her, but for yourself."

No, I did.

Jiang Shuliu's fingers, which were held by Zhao Xi, moved, and her soul seemed to float out of her body, showing a higher level of indifference: I have done a lot. I burned all the letters that man sent to Ji Ru, but I showed Ji Ru the letter in which the man said that he had married and had children.

Jiang Shuliu still clearly remembers when little 'she' stood in the room, wearing a funny flowery dress, with heavy makeup on her tender face, while her mother, who had always treated her as a toy, cried and laughed at the letter, like a madman.

Not long after, Ji Ru hanged herself.

Maybe she was really cold-hearted by nature. The death of her biological mother could not stir up any emotion in Jiang Shuliu.

The only good thing Ji Ru did for Jiang Shuliu was to dress him up as her.

Even if Ji Ru is vengeful.

Maybe it would be depressing to grow up as a woman in a big family like the Jiang family, but it is better than being a man who might put his life in danger.

Jiang Shuliu never hesitates to use any means to achieve her goals. She is naturally self-centered, and reading Buddhist scriptures thousands of times cannot suppress her hostility. Such a person is unstoppable.

Zhao Xi felt guilty because of her mission.

The mission must be completed. The more you understand Jiang Shuliu, the more you know the harm this mission will cause to Jiang Shuliu.

Perhaps someone with the character of the eldest lady won't care too much for too long, and may even retaliate soon.

If we really wait until then, we won't resist...

Zhao Xi felt an unspeakable sense of loss in his heart.