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Yun Wanrou was still a little upset. She was born into a famous family and had a noble status. There were countless people who wanted to curry favor with her, but Zhang Pingjun really didn't appreciate her kindness!

Yun Wanrou's situation was somewhat awkward, but with the old lady's support, the people in the mansion naturally respected her.

The old lady even persuaded Shen Zhongli to go to Yun Wanrou's room. After a few visits, the estrangement between the couple disappeared.

It’s not that the friendship between Shen Zhongli and Yun Wanrou is so deep. Both of them serve the Fifth Prince. When they share common interests, many things don’t matter.

What's more, Shen Zhongli only has two concubines, so they are relatively easy to control. If they were good concubines from an official family, it would be difficult to deal with them.

On this day, after Yun Wanrou and others waited for Shen Zhongli to go to court, she sat in front of the bronze mirror. The girl in the mirror had a beautiful face, but compared with her initial high spirits, she looked a little more vicissitudes of life.

Yun Wanrou remembered what her mother had said: men were unreliable after all, and she had to have a child to consolidate her position.

Emperor Wenchang's health is deteriorating, and now the most favored fifth prince is the one with the greatest hope of inheriting the throne. Both the right prime minister and Shen Zhongli are in the same boat, and their interests cannot be divided.

She stroked her cheek and muttered to herself.

"Mammy, I can't swallow this half-cooked meal. Although the old lady has given me respect, I am still uneasy about Yun Qing's appearance."

Yun Qing was born beautiful, and as delicate and delicate as she was when she was a child, like a lucky doll. If there had not been the changes in the Shangshu Mansion that year, perhaps Yun Qing would not have been just a concubine.

Nanny Qi knew that Yun Wanrou was arrogant and proud. If Yun Qing was just a favored concubine, she could just find a reason to kill her.

But Shi Qing was secretly in contact with the daughter of the Censor, and Shen Zhongli actually had to rely on Shi Qing's connections, so it was difficult for him to show any displeasure to Shi Qing.

Even though she was just a concubine, she was still very respectable in the mansion.

"Yun Qing shines brightly in Shangjing. No matter who it is, it would be bad if they attacked her now."

Yun Wanrou said nonchalantly, "What if she can't stand the loneliness and hooks up with other men?

Mammy, my mother has been controlled by Concubine Feng for many years. I don't want to repeat the same mistake. No matter what, as long as Shi Qing is hurt, it is not enough."

When Aunt Qi heard this, she knew that she really couldn't persuade her, so she had no choice but to go along with Yun Wanrou's words.

"Next month is the birthday of the Wanfo Temple. Many people will be visiting the temple. Madam, why don't you use this as an excuse to find an opportunity to make plans?"

Yun Wanrou's eyes lit up, she was almost impatient, as long as Shi Qing was frustrated, she would feel at ease.

As for why she didn't tell the Right Prime Minister about Shi Qing's identity, it was simply because she wanted to prove her ability.

The Shangshu Mansion no longer exists, and Yun Qing is a prisoner. No matter how she punishes him, it is just Yun Qing's bad luck.

The master and servant made up their minds immediately. Aunt Qi was thoughtful and quickly arranged everything, just waiting for the birthday of Wanfo Temple.

On the eighth day of April, the Wanfo Temple, which is usually very popular, is even more lively today.

Speaking of which, although the Wanfo Temple is not far from the capital, the dignitaries in the capital are indeed keen to come to the Wanfo Temple to burn incense. Firstly, it is indeed effective, and secondly, it is naturally to pray for wealth and children.

The Shen family's carriage slowly stopped in front of the gate of Wanfo Temple. There were already quite a few carriages here, and there were countless pilgrims, most of whom were traveling in plain clothes.

Shen Zhongli put aside his official duties and came to the temple with his family. He had been in high spirits recently and always had a proud and happy smile on his face.

Originally, he wanted to ride in the same carriage with Shi Qing, but the old lady said that it was against etiquette, so Shen Zhongli had to sit in the same carriage with Yun Wanrou with an unhappy look on his face.

Lu Ya helped Shi Qing get off the carriage, looked at the pilgrims around, and said with emotion.

"The Wanfo Temple is so lively."

Shi Qing smiled and said, "Yes, it's really lively. I heard that praying for marriage at Wanfo Temple is very effective. Luya, why don't you go and pray for marriage?"

Lu Ya was so embarrassed that her face turned red and she spoke awkwardly.

"Miss, I only want to serve you and never get married. I only hope that you can give birth to a child. Then your life will be better and I can help you take care of the child."

Shi Qing smiled indifferently. Lu Ya might not know that the tonic that the old lady sent to her after she had served Shen Zhongli these two days was actually a sterilizing medicine.

The old lady looked down on her background and would not let her get pregnant.

Besides, Yun Wanrou already knew her identity and would not let her get what she wanted so easily.

Besides, every time she served Shen Zhongli, she used a borrowed substitute doll of Xiaotuanzi, so how could she be pregnant?

Shi Qing felt nauseous when he thought about the substitute doll being tortured. Shen Zhongli looked handsome and behaved like a gentleman on weekdays, but he was very wild in bed.

She secretly vowed that next time she would just feed Shen Zhongli the infertility drug, which would solve the problem once and for all.

However, the carriage was not soundproof, and Shi Qing knew that someone was eavesdropping. He deliberately stroked his flat belly, his voice soft and with a hint of smile.

"It would be great if I could have my child. The child would definitely be beautiful."

Yun Wanrou was holding Shen Zhongli's hand and walking past Shi Qing's carriage. She paused slightly when she heard this.

Her fingertips pinched her palm tightly, and her heart was filled with jealousy. Damn bitch, how dare you covet my child? She would never help Shi Qing no matter what.

Qian watched the fire from the other side of the river, silently without saying a word. If she got involved in the fight between gods, she would be the only one who got hurt.

She came from a merchant family, but she had a very good insight into people's hearts. Shi Qing was not someone to be trifled with, and the new wife was not as kind as she seemed. She could not afford to offend anyone, so she could only live her own life well.

"Master, my lady, there are many pilgrims today, so let's go burn incense first."

Yun Wanrou nodded and said, "I heard that Wanfo Temple is very effective in praying for children. My Lord, will you accompany me to burn incense?"

Shen Zhongli gave Yun Wanrou this face, with a smile on his handsome face, and was very gentle and considerate.

"I will naturally agree to Madam's request. As for Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Yun, I'll have to trouble you, mother, to take care of them."

After saying this, the couple left respectfully. Their good looks were outstanding and attracted attention in the temple.

Shen Zhongli recently solved two cases, including the case of the Jingzhao prefect, and Emperor Wenchang admired him very much.

In the court, some people have begun to predict that with the ability of the Dali Temple Minister, he will sooner or later be valued by Emperor Wenchang.

Therefore, Shen Zhongli has been attending many drinking parties recently, and many people have wanted to invite him to their house as guests, but Shen Zhongli declined them all.

After the two left, the old lady glanced at Shi Qing and Qian Jiali and said in a bad tone.

"This is a sacred place for Buddhism, so don't wander around casually. If you damage the rules and reputation of the Shen Mansion, you must obey the family rules!"

Qian Jiali and Shi Qing bowed and said respectfully.

"Yes, I understand."

The old lady took her father-in-law and Qian to the Buddhist temple to worship, and met many officials' families. Some of them greeted the old lady warmly or bowed to her.

The old lady felt much relieved. The Shen family was a famous and prominent family in the past. If the late emperor had not passed away and the power of the Shen family had not been divided by the current emperor, perhaps they would still be a towering tree in the capital today.

But the old lady has great confidence in Shen Zhongli. She believes that as long as Shen Zhongli walks more steadily, his future will be smooth.

Moreover, now that he has married the daughter of the Right Prime Minister, this alone is enough for many people to start dealing with the Shen family.

The old lady lit a stick of incense, looked up at the fortune-telling stall not far away, and spoke to the two concubines in a deep voice.

"You can move freely, but don't cause any trouble. Wait in front of the Guanyin Temple in an hour. Understand?"

Qian and Shi Qing nodded and spoke respectfully to the old lady.

"Yes, I understand."

After saying that, Qian also left. Although her son was young, he had good grades in Bailu Academy and always received praise from his father and son. Perhaps he would be able to become an official in the future.

Qian's only hope is her son. Her family is a merchant family and is often looked down upon by others. If her child can have a promising future, the Qian family will naturally have more confidence in the future.

Shi Qing also took Lu Ya on a tour around the Wanfo Temple. Finally, she found out the residence of Master Juechen and donated some money to visit him.

When the young novice monk at Wanfo Temple saw Shi Qing's extraordinary moves, he quickly sent someone to inform Master Juechen, and then turned and left.

Green Bud asked curiously, "Miss, if we are not going to pray for a child, why are we going to see the master?"

Shi Qing looked at the heavily guarded Buddhist temple not far away and said mysteriously.

"Of course there is something wrong, Green Bud, you don't have to ask. I will tell you when the time is right."

Lu Ya nodded, "Yes, I understand."

*

On the other side, the old lady drew a fortune stick, which turned out to be a very bad one. She went to the little monk with a gloomy face to interpret the fortune stick, and her expression became more and more ugly.

"Young Master, can you help me interpret the fortune?"

The young monk took the fortune slip from the old lady's hand and spoke slowly.

"Old Madam, this is a very bad fortune. You look like a person with long-lasting blessings, but there is a ghost in your family. If you don't get rid of it, it will bring unrest to your family in the long run."

The old lady trembled as she repeated the young monk's words, "What kind of ghost is this?"

The great wealth of the Shen family must not be taken away by others. The old lady has lived half her life in prosperity and half in loneliness. She finally saw hope in Shen Zhongli and would not allow any accidents to happen.

The little monk only gave a few simple pointers but never reminded Madam Shen, which made the old lady a little angry.

Nanny Fangxun quickly took out a tael of silver from her purse and stuffed it into the little monk's pocket, and she lowered her voice and said.

"Little monk, please be kind. Our old lady only wants to know the fortune and has no other intentions. I hope you can do me a favor."

The young monk took the silver without hesitation, looked around, and said the words he had prepared.

"The hexagram says that there will be a great event in your family, and the ghost is hiding in one of them, in the southwest of the mansion. If you want to drive away the ghost, you can find a way. This is all I have to say. I hope you won't make it difficult for me."

After saying this, he clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".

The old lady's face turned pale, and her original joyful mood disappeared. What kind of evil spirit dared to cause trouble in the Shen family? No matter how capable she was, she would never let her off easily!

After leaving the main hall, the old lady was sweating profusely. She quickly found a place to sit down. Fang Xun took out a handkerchief to wipe the old lady's sweat and comforted her.

"Old Madam, perhaps someone is secretly causing trouble. Please don't worry about it."

The old lady's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and she spoke word by word, "Fangxun, do you know who lives in the southwest corner of the mansion?"

Fang Xun naturally knew that most of the affairs in the mansion were arranged by her. Now that the old lady asked her in detail, she did not hide anything and spoke directly.

"To answer the old lady, it's Aunt Yun."

The old lady sighed deeply and spoke word by word.

"Yun Qing..."

Her eyes were cold, no longer filled with kindness. "When you get back, find a chance to sell her out. I won't tolerate any sand in my eyes!"

She would strangle anything that was detrimental to the Shen family in the cradle, even if her hands were stained with blood!

*

In the Zen room, there was a man wearing a lotus-colored robe and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. He closed his eyes, like a Buddhist who was detached from worldly affairs.

"Master Juechen, a lady wants to see you."

Master Juechen closed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "No."

The monk pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Master Juechen and said.

"That girl is incredibly beautiful. Junior Brother, I've never seen such a pretty girl before. She seems to be in trouble and specifically wants to see you. Why don't you go and give her some advice?"

Master Juechen opened his eyes. His eyes were deep. Although his hair had been shaved, it could not hide his handsome features. He looked even more otherworldly.

He refused calmly, "No need. We have more than one monk in Wanfo Temple. I won't see anyone today. Brother Shuwen, please don't embarrass me today."

Monk Shuwen's face froze slightly. If he remembered correctly, this was the time when Yun Shangshu's mansion encountered trouble, and it was also the time when Juechen became a monk.

Just as the two were talking, the Zen room was pushed open, and a young girl wearing a bamboo hat and a maidservant appeared in the Zen room.

Juechen frowned and coldly began to drive the man away, "Owner, I am not feeling well and will not teach you Buddhist scriptures today."

Shi Qing pulled off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a face as beautiful as a peach or plum. Her appearance was so stunning that she was three times more beautiful than Yun Wanrou, the most beautiful woman in the capital.

Master Juechen originally wanted to get angry, but when he saw Shi Qing's appearance, the words of scolding were stuck in his heart and he couldn't say them. She was so beautiful and looked very much like an old friend.

Upon seeing this, Monk Shuwen tactfully prepared to leave and said with a smile.

"Juechen, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying this, Monk Shuwen slipped away.

Shi Qing glanced at Master Juechen calmly, pointed at the cup not far away, and asked in confusion.

"Master, may I have a bowl of water?"

Master Juechen had many questions in his mind, but he knew clearly that there could not be two people in the world who were too similar, especially when that person had passed away ten years ago.

He pursed his lips, poured two cups of tea and placed them on the table, "Please drink."

Lu Ya was flattered and took the cup. She took a sip of tea and found it tasted slightly bitter.

Shi Qing glanced at Lu Ya and said softly, "Lu Ya, go wait outside the door. I have a question for Master Jue Chen."

Lu Ya was also very well-behaved and smart. She nodded and bowed, then left the meditation room.

It was very quiet all around, and the only sound I could hear was the birds singing outside the window, which sounded a bit disturbing.

"Girl, who are you?"

Juechen spoke in a hoarse voice, rejecting all the guesses that came to his mind. He wanted to hear her purpose and decide whether she was an enemy or a friend.