The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

Jiang Li only made two purses that night and then went to rest. Chun Tao looked at the two purses in surprise. It turned out that the young lady really knew how to make them and her technique was very similar to hers, but they were more refined than hers.

Three days later, Jiang Li's purses and handkerchiefs were all finished. Chun Tao took the last one and asked Jiang Li curiously:

"Miss, who is this for? Why is it so similar to the master's? It's just that the color is slightly younger."

Chuntao has a very good eye. Her father's is navy blue with gold trimmings and a pattern of black bamboo. Her eldest brother's is black with a blue trimming and a pattern of Clivia. Her second brother's is the same fabric with a pattern of green pine. Her third brother's is a pattern of marigold. Mu Jiuchen's is a gold fabric with navy blue trimmings and a pattern of green bamboo.

"Um, this is for... for someone who helped me."

"Oh oh" Chuntao didn't ask any more questions.

"Miss, just now Madam sent someone to say that you and the old lady will go to Huangjue Temple to burn incense today, and she said that you want to go with us."

"Miss, we should go out now."

"Okay, let's go. Xia He, let's go out today too. Don't stay at home all day." Xia He doesn't like to go out, so she always takes Chun Tao with her. Today, she has nothing else to do. Let's take them out to play.

So the master and his servants came to the main courtyard together, followed Xie Lan in a carriage to the Wucheng Marquis Mansion. A huge line of carriages set off for Huangjue Temple.

It was March and the peach blossoms were in full bloom. Jiang Li would occasionally open the curtain and look out. Every time when he was enjoying the view, Xia He would quickly lower the curtain.

Xia He is not as playful as Chun Tao. Whenever the young lady does something wrong, she will come out to stop her. She rarely follows her out before, but this time she comes and controls Jiang Li in every way.

"Sister Xia He, just let the young lady take a look. There's nothing to be afraid of in the carriage anyway!" Chun Tao could see that the young lady really liked the peach blossoms along the way.

"There are peach blossoms at Huangjue Temple. It's too windy sitting in the carriage and it's easy to get blown. Miss is always afraid of taking medicine. Have you forgotten?"

Chuntao remembered how the young lady was afraid of taking medicine and decisively followed Xia He's advice.

Soon they arrived at the gate of Huangjue Temple, and the servants of the Jiang and Xie families moved the necessary things into the temple. Old Madam Xie planned to stay for a few more days, so she brought more things.

Because the abbot of the temple had been informed in advance, the temple had also prepared the side rooms in advance. On weekdays, Huangjue Temple was very popular, so there were pilgrims coming to burn incense every day, and dignitaries from the capital were also coming in an endless stream. They were generous and the temple would also prepare different side rooms according to the requirements of the pilgrims. Naturally, Wuchenghou Mansion also booked several rooms with good conditions in advance.

The old lady took her daughter and granddaughter to the main hall to worship Buddha and burn incense, especially Jiang Li. She may not have believed these things before, but now that she has lived a new life, she has to believe them. She clasped her hands together devoutly and prayed to the Buddha to bless the two families with peace and safety.

Old Madam Xie, who had originally wanted to bring Jiang Li to burn incense, nodded comfortingly at her granddaughter's serious look.

Then the mother and daughter were going to visit Master Yuanxu, but the current host Yuanming Zhichi said that the master was talking about Zen with a noble. They thought it was not good to disturb him, as it would be bad if he was disturbed. There were only a few people in the capital who could be called nobles.

So the mother and her two daughters decided to take a short rest before going to visit. They followed the little monk to the wing room located in the northeast of the main hall.

After Jiang Li sent her grandmother and mother back to their room, she changed into plain clothes and rested for a while before leaving the room. She asked Chuntao and Xiahe to sort out the clothes they brought. She heard from others that the peach blossoms on the back hill of Huangjue Temple were beautiful, so she walked and looked at them by herself. Finally, she came to a peach forest.

Looking at the flying peach blossoms, she recalled how she waited for the peach blossoms to bloom in her previous life, and thought how foolish she was. There were large tracts of peach blossoms outside, so why did she choose to be trapped in that small space? Now that she had figured it out, she felt relieved. She raised her hand to catch the petals that fell into her palm, and her body began to dance with the peach blossoms. The white clothes and pink flowers seemed to combine into a beautiful painting.

A melodious flute sound came from afar, and the dance and the flute sound matched perfectly. Jiang Li danced with abandon, and did not dare to stop the flute sound in the distance. After a long while, Jiang Li was tired and sat among the petals, hugging herself with both hands, panting loudly, like a wounded butterfly wrapping herself with wings.

The man playing the flute in the distance wanted to go forward to comfort her, but was interrupted by the maid's voice as soon as he took the first step.

"Miss, Chuntao has found you. Miss, the temperature on the mountain in Huangjue Temple is really low. I got you a cloak. Miss, are you dancing outside again? Have you forgotten the Third Young Master's instructions?"

Because Jiang Li's dance "Awakening from a Dream" when he was eight years old moved the whole capital and made countless noble ladies jealous, he was almost abducted. Later, Jiang Bu told Jiang Li not to dance outside anymore.