After entering the book, the cold prince begs for favor

After handing the person over to Xuanying, Yuan Wanru and Lu Jiangnian went to the main hall.

Xiangyuan Temple is a popular temple and is built in a grand and solemn manner. Today, many female relatives have come here, and many carriages are parked outside. It can be seen that there are many wealthy people among the pilgrims coming and going.

Yuan Wanru just takes things as they come. Since she's here, she might as well light a stick of incense.

Lu Jiangnian didn't even want to pretend, he just stood aside with his hands behind his back, tall and handsome, with an imposing aura.

Among the endless stream of people, he is so unique and eye-catching.

Liang Yuhua had just drawn a fortune stick and when she turned a door, she saw Lu Jiangnian, who was as bright as the sun.

Even if it was just a silhouette, she could recognize him at first sight.

She was stunned for a moment, and soon she found that his gaze, seemingly unintentional, was always on the girl who was worshipping with lowered brows beside him.

The woman was dressed in purple, pretty and charming.

The man was imposing and had guards by his side.

Although the two did not have any communication, Liang Yuhua felt that there was no room for a third person to come between them.

She couldn't help feeling bitter in her heart, and then she laughed at herself, so she said that there was no need for her to ask for a marriage fortune, because even gods and Buddhas could not bless her marriage.

Yuan Wanru stood up and saw Lu Jiangnian standing straighter than a wooden stake. She said dissatisfiedly, "You are really out of place. Can you light a stick of incense?"

She didn't really believe in this kind of thing, but when she arrived at a place like this, she would light a stick of incense and pay her respects, adhering to the principle of adapting to local customs.

After traveling through time, she worshipped more devoutly than before.

Lu Jiangnian sneered: "If gods and Buddhas can bless, who do they bless?"

"Bad guy, or good guy?"

“Most of the poor people in the world are honest people who stick to their duties. Those who are unkind and unjust, who use any means to achieve their goals, have more opportunities to become rich.”

"If we talk about offerings, most of his followers are bad people."

"If He protects the good, He shouldn't let the bad enjoy the blessings; if He protects the believers, most of His believers are also evil."

"If that's the case, what's the point of worshipping?"

These words actually make some sense.

Yuan Wanru didn't expect him to say that, and she sighed, "What you think is different from what others think."

Lu Jiangnian looked at her beautiful profile and suddenly said, "What are you praying for? Perhaps it's better to pray to me than to God."

Xiangyuan Temple is for marriage. Could it be that what she was praying for was a happy marriage, harmonious relationship between husband and wife, and a future with children and grandchildren around.

Wouldn't it be more practical to ask him for help?

Yuan Wanru smiled, with blazing malice in her eyes: "I beg the Buddha to help me find the thief who stole the clothes as soon as possible so that I can return the clothes to Cao Lanxin. I don't want her things."

Lu Jiangnian's face immediately turned dark.

This woman, can't she get over this matter of stealing clothes?

"If they stole it, they wouldn't give it back. They probably threw it away."

He threw away the clothes as soon as he got home. What on earth had driven him crazy last night that he had to go to the laundry room to find the clothes and even ordered the manager to keep quiet.

He must have been possessed by an evil spirit.

Yuan Wanru smiled happily when she saw his ugly face.

When the two of them wanted to leave the hall, a young monk blocked their way.

"Madam, why don't you draw a lot? Our temple has lots that are very effective for marriage and children."

Want a child?

Then she really doesn't need it.

This little monk looked like a salesman, chattering non-stop about the people who came to the temple to ask for divination, how many of them had their wishes come true, had big fat boys, and how many wealthy families came to fulfill their wishes.

Lu Jiangnian saw that she was impatient, so he stood in front of the little monk. His stern gaze made the little monk say nothing.

This person has such a fierce look in his eyes.

Yuan Wanru found it a little funny that the little monk was bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Inadvertently, she met a pair of affectionate and sad eyes. A gentle and quiet girl was staring at her in a daze for some reason.

She nodded and smiled at the girl. She seemed a little surprised and hesitant, but finally smiled back at her.

I thought they were just acquaintances who passed by each other, but I didn't expect that they would have an extremely mysterious fate.

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After finally coming here, Yuan Wanru decided to take a walk before leaving.

Lu Jiangnian only brought two people with him. Xuanqing had been sent to the East Palace. Xuanying hung the thief on the big tree at the entrance of the temple and was guarding there at the moment.

Therefore, he could only follow Yuan Wanru closely.

The autumn weather was clear and refreshing, and people's mood became comfortable and leisurely. He followed her and wandered aimlessly in Xiangyuan Temple, and he didn't feel bored at all.

When we walked to a secluded place, we found a bunch of wild chrysanthemums blooming.

The chrysanthemums grew luxuriantly, a brilliant yellow color that spread all the way to the woods over there. Many little bees were flying among the wild chrysanthemums, full of vitality, which formed a sharp contrast with the ancient temple.

"In the morning I drink the dew from the magnolia, and in the evening I feast on the fallen petals of the autumn chrysanthemum."

Seeing such fresh and tender chrysanthemums, her heart was a little moved.

In autumn, it’s time to eat chrysanthemum cakes.

Suddenly, she recited a line of poetry in a graceful voice. Lu Jiangnian raised his eyebrows and then said another line of poetry in a low voice.

"Spring dew does not stain it, and autumn frost does not change it."

“I prefer this one.”

Yuan Wanru didn't expect that he, a military general, would actually recite poetry.

But when I think of his room full of books, it doesn't seem strange anymore. It seems that those books are not just for show.

She gently fiddled with a golden wild chrysanthemum with her fingers. Thinking that these flowers belonged to Xiangyuan Temple and she probably wouldn't be able to eat them, she looked a little regretful. "Either is fine. These flowers are in full bloom, it's a pity that I can't pick them and make chrysanthemum cakes."

Lu Jiangnian: ...

He is possessed by an evil spirit.

After a lot of effort, he showed off his elegance, but it turned out that he was not in the mood for poetry at all, but was thinking about eating "chrysanthemums".

Yuan Wanru is just an ordinary person.

He gritted his teeth and said, "If I remember correctly, you ate six pieces of osmanthus cake."

While she was strolling along the way, her mouth was never idle. Fortunately, Liuzhi was sensible and worried that she would get indigestion by eating too many cakes, so he stopped her.

"Are you thinking about food again?"

"Is there a shortage of food for you in the mansion?"

This woman is very unromantic.

If it were someone else, they would definitely have a long conversation with him based on his poems.

Yuan Wanru glanced at him sideways and said, "What do you know? Wild chrysanthemums can relieve internal heat and soothe the liver. Autumn is hot and dry, so eating chrysanthemum cakes is the perfect time. Isn't it a waste to let such a large field of chrysanthemums wither in vain?"

"If you ask me, picking some and drying them to make a scented pillow for sleeping would be excellent."

Yuan Wanru piqued Liu Yan's curiosity: "I've tried osmanthus cake, peach blossom cake, and locust flower cake, but I haven't tried chrysanthemum cake."

"Madam, how does the chrysanthemum cake taste?"

Yuan Wanru commented: "The recipe is simple and the taste is excellent. The flowers here are taken. We can find some unowned ones someday and pick them to make cakes."

In modern times, every autumn, her mother would pick fresh wild chrysanthemums and make chrysanthemum cakes for her to eat.

She really likes this taste.

As expected, master and servant are both greedy.

The autumn wind blew, and the chrysanthemums were fragrant. Yuan Wanru closed her eyes and enjoyed the fragrance of the moment.

Bathed in the sun, she sparkles and is more attractive than the brightest star in the night sky.

A thought flashed through Lu Jiangnian's mind. It was just a chrysanthemum. Couldn't he find it?

Inexplicably, he didn't want to see the look of disappointment on her face.

The atmosphere was quiet and comfortable, no one spoke, only the sound of the breeze rustling.

"Help!"

A scream came from the woods at the end of the wild chrysanthemum bush.

It was a woman's voice.

Yuan Wanru opened her eyes and looked around, and saw a girl stumbling out of the woods.

Her eyes were filled with panic, her face was pale, and she kept looking back as if someone was chasing her.

Yuan Wanru looked closely and found that it was the woman who had just made eye contact with her in the hall.

The woman's outer shirt was a little messy, but her skin was not half exposed. However, Lu Jiangnian had already politely averted his eyes.

Four strong, tall men followed closely behind.

With evil smiles on their faces, they teased Liang Yuhua with malicious intent: "Run, let's see how far you can run."

"The little girl is quite strong. Master Quan will definitely like her more later."

This woman was Liang Yuhua.

Just now, Liang Nian accompanied Liang Yulu to pray, and she stayed in the main hall waiting for others.

After a while, someone told her that Liang Yulu was injured and asked her to come over.

It was her own fault for being stupid and being tricked into coming here.

She looked desperate. If she couldn't escape, she would rather perish together with him than let these people succeed.

However, that tall figure appeared before her eyes like a god descending from heaven.

It was as if a ray of light suddenly shot in from the abyss, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickened her pace and ran towards Lu Jiangnian.

"Prince Lu!"

Yuan Wanru was surprised that it was someone she knew.

She turned her head to look at Lu Jiangnian, but he said three words indifferently: "I don't know him."