Quick Transmigration: Leisure

The sun was warm and the breeze was gentle.

Appropriate exercise in the morning can bring joy throughout the day. Xia Youmi lives in Fayun Temple. There are no maids or servants in the small courtyard. She does everything herself.

Feeling cheerful, she kneaded dough, started a fire, poured water, and carried things with a great sense of satisfaction.

Every year, music is played to accompany her movements.

If I had the chance, I would love to transform into a bird to keep you company.

"Knock Knock-"

"Squeak-"

Xia Youmi opened the door to a familiar young monk who announced that the Princess would be visiting today and asked her not to venture into areas she was not supposed to. He also said that if she wished to have an audience with the Princess, she should send her invitation tomorrow.

After thanking them, Xia Youmi packed her light luggage and prepared to leave the temple via a side path.

She didn't have a specific destination planned. She could go back to Bianjing, pick wild vegetables, or stay overnight at the foot of the mountain to enjoy the scenery and delicious food in the countryside.

The main purpose was to avoid the princess and her entourage.

I have no grudge against this identity, and it's not really related to me.

She simply didn't want to run into any characters from the story, and she had already laid the groundwork for this carefree way of doing things, so no one had the right to criticize her.

Xia Youmi strolled to the small shop where she had stored her carriage and horses. Just as she was hesitating whether to travel far away or go into the city, she ran into an acquaintance.

"Miss Chi!" Fu Miao'an leaped down from the horse with light and skillful movements.

"Lord Fu." Xia Youmi waved her hand, her manner poised and graceful.

"Are you preparing to return to the capital?" Fu Miao'an led his horse to the innkeeper for supplies and stood in front of Xia Youmi to ask. However, he first revealed his itinerary, "I'll be going back after the horse has eaten its fill. I can give you a ride."

It was obvious that Chi You had no guards or coachmen with her.

If he were to return, he would inevitably need to hire locals, and women traveling alone are easily targeted. So, he instinctively invited them to be his temporary driver along the way.

"Alright then." Xia Youmi readily agreed. Anyway, she didn't want to ride in a carriage, so she decided to ride a horse since she had a travel companion.

Seeing that Fu Miao'an seemed to have traveled quite a distance, Xia Youmi invited him to a restaurant for a meal first. Traveling is hard work, and Xia Youmi was in the mood and had an appetite for it.

During the meeting, the two did not discuss anything related to the case.

They chatted casually about the seasons and dishes, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

While Fu Miao'an also traveled extensively with his master, his knowledge of delicious food was still somewhat less than Chi You's. Xia Youmi, on the other hand, could vividly describe the cooking methods and unique flavors, comparing them to the fresh and sweet tastes they had both recently enjoyed, making their mouths water.

Before they knew it, the two of them had eaten too much.

Helpless, he continued to sit and ordered some light tea to help him relax.

Silent but not dull.

Fu Miaoan looked at her, recalling what he had said yesterday, and realized it was actually quite clear.

Hearing such stories without showing the slightest surprise meant that Chi You knew the details, and even more than he did. Early the next morning, he went to investigate the original site of Baizhao Village. However, the village was now desolate; not a single intact house remained, only the ruins of burning buildings trampled and weathered over many years. The burned parts had gradually become fertilizer, with vast patches of weeds as far as the eye could see.

There were also old, withered bones that appeared to have been gnawed by wild dogs and carelessly discarded on the ground.

Before he could patiently study it for a whole day, an old man guarding the village entrance came to drive him away. Although he was very thin, his aura and eyes were not to be underestimated. The old man had all the necessary documents, and outsiders were indeed not allowed to barge in at will.

They didn't charge him with theft because they could tell he was just a steward, and they didn't know his background, so they didn't act rashly.

Fu Miao'an returned to the foot of Fayun Temple, filled with doubts.

Just as he was about to leave his horse there, he happened to run into Chi You, who was traveling.

in fact,

Fu Miao'an deduced that Chi You intended to go to the capital, or at least not stay in the temple today. To avoid seeming too deliberate, he offered to escort her back to the capital first, so that even if he guessed wrong, there would be room for maneuver.

really,

Chi You will not let anyone down. She seems to only be generous and tolerant within a certain range, but gradually she finds that this range is boundless and seemingly endless.

After a few cups of tea, the two didn't linger and each set off on a fast horse.

Fu Miao'an had initially held back, worried that increasing the distance would make it difficult for others to keep up. He wasn't underestimating Chi You's abilities, but he also couldn't be too reckless or presumptuous. He wanted to observe clearly before acting in accordance with her wishes, especially when she wasn't in a good state.

It seems that his thoughtfulness wasn't something his master taught him, but rather something he figured out at some point.

Thinking this way, I naturally did it.

Then, the other party responded with hearty laughter and superb riding skills. Xia Youmi's playful mood was aroused, and after figuring out that the two horses were of similar skill level, he suddenly increased his speed.

The road back to Bianjing was mostly made of pipes, but there were also often commonly used forest roads along the side.

The two did not make any agreement on this matter.

The routes they could take were almost identical. Whenever they saw people or vehicles on the pipes, they would head into the woods. If they saw the pipes were wide open, they would come out of the woods and race each other.

When crossing obstacles,

Even different actions to encourage the horses can ignite their fighting spirit.

The smile never left his face.

Xia Youmi had to admit that Fu Miao'an's horsemanship was truly impressive. If his horse hadn't been somewhat exhausted beforehand that morning, the outcome of this close contest would have been uncertain.

Whether he was being modest or not, Xia Youmi had already given it her all after considering the horse's limits.

They entered Bianjing City's south gate twice as fast as usual, and took the opportunity to check on the progress of the mansion.

I estimate I'll be able to move in next spring.

Fu Miao'an had even higher expectations.

However, seeing Chi You heading straight into the Kaishan Hall shop without looking back, she felt it was better to slow down.

Yan Laoyao warmly welcomed him and casually asked why the two of them came back together.

These words shifted Fu Miao'an's thoughts. After thinking for a moment, he suggested to Chi You, who had just changed her clothes and came out to greet him, "If you are going to travel frequently, it would be more appropriate to train a child to accompany you."

It wasn't explicitly stated that Yan Laoyao should be included, but it was mentioned in person, implying a sense of support or encouragement.

"Okay," Xia Youmi nodded. "Youngest brother, I know you're a steady driver, but how are your horsemanship?"

"Auntie!" The youngest child suppressed his joy and said excitedly, "Auntie, I can do it! But I still need to practice, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with you yet."

“Of course,” Fu Miao’an replied, “Your aunt is someone that most people can’t keep up with.”

"You flatter me too much." Xia Youmi smiled modestly at the two of them. "Tomorrow, go to the horse racing shop to pick a partner. There's a racecourse to the west. I'll take you there for a couple of laps when I have time."

"Thank you! Thank you, Aunt!" Yan Laoyao jumped up, then quickly turned to Fu Miao'an, who had offered his opinion, and said, "Thank you as well, Lord Fu!"

"Haha."

Fu Miao'an got up to say goodbye, not in a hurry to suggest going to the racecourse in the west of the city together. However, he didn't realize that such a suggestion would only cause trouble for his future self. Wherever he went, there would be an extra person, which would take away some of his carefree spirit.

Even less attention will be left for him.

However, Fu Miao'an was completely unable to comprehend it at the moment.

Xia Youmi wasn't truly cold-hearted; she was well-versed in basic hospitality. However, she had been too presumptuous, failing to anticipate that the disguise material would crack under the lash of the wind.

If it weren't for the annual reminders and notices, I'm afraid that no matter how different their personalities and physical abilities were, things might have turned out differently.

The flaws in this identity could no longer be concealed.

She hurriedly left, her back turned, and only changed her clothes because of her fastidious nature. This strange but foolproof way of keeping the other person waiting for a cup of tea.

Fortunately, the youngest brother was very talkative, which made Fu Miao'an feel neither uncomfortable nor too idle.

I'm just basking in the aftertaste, and I want to have more of these horse races that are free from orders.

evening,

Xia Youmi only learned from various sources that the male and female protagonists had indeed gone to Fayun Temple to pray for blessings with the Princess. Although it was a coincidence, they had traveled together for a while, so many things must have happened by chance.

Tsk tsk, she gives off the vibe of someone who's successfully played hide-and-seek and is secretly laughing to themselves.

just,

This kind of life might last for one or two decades, or even much longer.

The world is in turmoil. If she leaves Bianjing, she cannot guarantee a good life. She may not be able to roam the martial world freely, but instead be devoured by evil spirits.

A single young woman with a large sum of money can't even afford to buy a house or land.

Even inns don't have a place for you to stay.

Xia Youmi's activities did not escape the control of certain systems. Although they seemed erratic, they were actually stable.

In this world, those who can provide for themselves are already better than thousands of others.

She has always known how to be content.