Saving the foolish general, she accidentally becomes his favorite.

Mo Chen said to Ye Li with lingering affection:

"Let me hug you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Li obediently remained still, not daring to move.

That's strange.

Even when Xiao Mochen is holding her, her heart beats faster.

But at this moment, as he held her, she felt very safe.

It seems that he can shield the world from all the storms and hardships.

Mo Chen simply held Ye Li in his arms, without going any further.

Thinking about it carefully, such a general is quite rare.

Mo Chen is a man of few words, but he is meticulous and thoughtful in arranging and handling all matters.

I won't let her worry too much.

Ye Li was dizzy as he held her in his arms, listening to his steady heartbeat.

During the long, swaying carriage ride, accompanied by the rhythm of her heartbeat, she eventually found peace and fell asleep.

Mo Chen held the obedient girl in his arms and watched her quietly, feeling completely content.

When the two arrived at the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon, Ru Feng said from outside the carriage:

"General, we're here."

Seeing that Ye Li had not yet woken up, Mo Chen asked Ru Feng to wait a moment.

When the sun was high in the sky, Ye Li was awakened by the noisy sounds of children playing outside the carriage.

She woke up in Mo Chen's arms, blinked, and didn't react for a moment.

Mo Chen rarely saw her in a daze.

Most of the time, she is calm and collected, and occasionally she can come up with some truly outrageous ideas.

He smiled gently: "You woke up as soon as we arrived."

After the two got off the carriage, Ye Li realized that they had arrived at a huge temple with pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted rafters.

Its luxury rivals that of modern tourist attractions, suggesting it must be a renowned tourist destination.

The temple was bustling with worshippers, and the wafting incense could be smelled from afar. The steps in front of the hall were very long, making it look incredibly sacred, but they also looked rather tiring.

Ye Li was about to step onto it...

The next second, Mo Chen had already picked her up.

"I'll take you up; it'll be faster."

Ye Li felt a little embarrassed as she looked at the envious or amazed gazes of those around her.

Wouldn't that be too ostentatious?

However, the decisive and ruthless general clearly had no such concerns.

He held her without looking at her and stepped onto the stairs one by one.

In the vast world, he was oblivious to the distance he had traveled. He carried her as they climbed the steps.

When they arrived at the temple, Mo Chen finally put Ye Li down and helped her stand up.

She looked up and finally realized something was wrong!

The large plaque gleamed with three characters.

……

Ye Li's eyes widened, and she said, "Why did you suddenly come out to play today?"

How did I suddenly carry her up hundreds of steps?

The brightly lit sign reads—

This is the "Temple of the Matchmaker God"!

Ye Li looked at him in disbelief, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Mo Chen stood in the sunlight, the young man's body gilded with a layer of gold, his handsome brows filled with gentleness.

He offered her his hand and asked softly:

Would you like to come inside with me?

Ye Li was a little taken aback...

However, Mo Chen did not urge him.

He just waited quietly.

The crowds were like a sea, weaving back and forth on both sides of them.

But he kept his eyes straight ahead, waiting steadfastly for her response.

One glance for thousands of years.

In front of the Temple of the Matchmaker, Ye Li handed him her hand.

Mo Chen smiled faintly, a weight lifted from his heart, and said with a mixture of trepidation and joy:

"Thank you for being so steadfast in choosing me."

He was completely satisfied with Mo Chen.

Ye Li felt completely at a loss...

no……

not like this.

I should be thanking you, both from the first day I transmigrated here and even now.

The mortal world is ever-changing, the Milky Way is ever-burning—

It was you who, among millions of people, steadfastly chose to protect me...

Ye Li recalled something Zhang Ailing once said in her works:

I met you among millions of people.

Over millions of years, in the boundless wilderness of time.

Not a moment too early, not a moment too late.

Ye Li felt that this was the most accurate description of him.

Not a moment too early, not a moment too late.

Looking at the boy before her, she whispered in her heart:

Luckily, it was you I met.

Once the two entered the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon, Ye Li finally understood what the warmth of the women of Tian Shu Kingdom truly meant.

The incense burners were piled high with incense and candles, and the crowd of people kneeling from the main hall even covered the entire square.

Because the Tian Shu Kingdom favored plump figures, after the women who were praying knelt down, Ye Li felt as if many colorful little balls of clothes had been spread across the square.

Mo Chen said softly to her, "There are too many people now, let's come back later."

He then led her around to the back of the main hall.

Upon entering the backyard, one is greeted by a towering banyan tree, its trunk so thick that it would take more than a dozen people to encircle it, its branches and leaves lush and vibrant with life.

The tree was covered with many red ribbons, which must have been similar to the wishing trees in temples in later times.

The sun shines warmly, a gentle breeze blows, and ribbons flutter in the wind, creating a scene of exquisite intricacy and ultimate romance.

At this moment, Ye Li heard Mo Chen stammering:

"This, this tree..."

"I heard that wishes made under this tree are very effective..."

As he said this, the general, a veteran of countless battles, had red ears.

Looking at Mo Chen, who was trying to remain calm, Ye Li could feel that his palm, which was holding hers, was already sweaty.

She was a little happy, but mostly nervous.

Ye Li didn't know how to face it...

The two walked so nervously that they almost moved in sync, until they reached the young monk distributing ribbons.

The young monk asked:

"Do you two wish to make a wish? Take the ribbon, write your wish on it, kowtow three times, and throw it onto the tree."

Ye Li took the silk ribbon, picked up the brush and ink, and wrote:

"I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will never let you down."

After finishing writing, she couldn't resist her curiosity and glanced in Mo Chen's direction.

Inside Mo Chen's red silk, neatly written in regular script, were the following words:

"May Pear be safe, happy, and carefree for the rest of her life."

Ye Li was touched.

That's really his style. Although Mo Chen doesn't say anything nice, he always stands in front of her and thinks of her in everything.

Even when making wishes to the gods, it's like this...

Unpretentious.

The two young people picked up the red ribbons and went to the wishing tree. The tree was huge and its branches and leaves were lush, but it seemed to be completely covered with ribbons.

Ye Li cautiously circled the area under the tree several times, trying to find the best spot.

Because of her and Mo Chen, one was tall and handsome, and the other was sweet and gentle.

The young monk unconsciously glanced at the two people who kept spinning around, thinking they had encountered some trouble.

The young monk kindly reminded him:

"Just throw it into the tree."

"It is fate that lovers meet. Even without the God of Love, there will be other opportunities for soulmates to meet."

"The world is full of chaos, and all destinies are predetermined..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Li thought of the arrow she had been shot when she first transmigrated...

Could it be Cupid's arrow of fate?

After being comforted by the young monk, she stopped worrying about gains and losses.

Since I can travel through time, my fate is in my own hands.

What belongs to me, no one can take away.

She then threw it upwards with force, and Mo Chen followed closely behind.

The two pieces of silk arrived at the same spot at the same time, and after being hung up, they immediately became entangled with each other in the wind.

This was the first time the young monk had ever witnessed such an opportunity.

It's rare for ordinary couples to be able to hang up at the same time, and women are generally weaker, so they have to throw it several times.

However, if they go up at the same time and become entangled at the same time, in the Tian Shu Kingdom, this is called "Mandarin Ducks' Hair Tie".

This means that the two not only have a deep connection, but also receive the blessing of the God of Love.

The young monk watched the two figures disappear into the distance and immediately became curious.

He tried using what he had recently learned to perform a divination, and wondered what the connection was between the two who were destined to be "married like mandarin ducks"...

Holding Mo Chen's hand, Ye Li continued strolling through the Yue Lao Temple. As they walked, she asked curiously:

"After throwing it up, can we still draw lots here?"

Ye Li saw that this was how it was portrayed on TV.

"Yes, many people also seek spiritual divination slips at the Yue Lao Temple."

Mo Chen then led her to the main hall, where the divination sticks were the longest queue.

Everyone knelt down devoutly to draw lots.

While waiting in line, Ye Li overheard many people announcing their lottery results.

Most of them are auspicious fortune slips, with medium fortune slips being auspicious and top fortune slips being very auspicious.

The woman who had won the lottery was overjoyed.

"I drew it! I drew it! I got a lucky draw! Hahahaha..."

The woman who drew the lucky lot exclaimed with delight, "It's finally my turn!"

She leaped out with a radiant smile, while her family members waiting outside beamed with pride.

After hearing that a lucky fortune slip had been drawn, another woman, who had drawn a minor lucky slip, immediately began to sob:

"Waaaaah, it seems like I have no hope of finding a partner this year."

A group of maids quickly comforted her, saying, "Miss, don't be sad. We'll come again next year, and we're sure to get a lucky fortune slip!"

After observing one of the matches, Ye Li felt that she should still be able to draw a minor lucky number.

Because Xiao Ji is the most common!

It seems that China and Kyrgyzstan are quite rare here.

The woman who had just obtained Zhongji was now surrounded by a crowd, many of whom were saying:

Share in the good luck.

The woman standing in front of Ye Li happened to draw the most popular "small luck" card, and then she started to shed tears, looking utterly miserable...

Mo Chen squeezed her palm and said calmly:

"Draw whatever you like, I'll take care of everything, no need to panic."

Ye Li nodded, then slowly bowed.

With a calm mind and steady movements, I took a closer look after she shook it out.

The upper part of the slip was no different from the others, but the bottom was covered with gold leaf, on which was written—

All the best.

Oh?

It looks like a good sign.

Ye Li, unaware of the rules, took the fortune slip to Mo Chen.

Upon seeing her, Mo Chen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gently at her.

He led her to the monk who was interpreting the divination slips.

The monk had already interpreted many fortune sticks today, and he skillfully ground the ink:

"Tell me the numbers and whether they are auspicious or inauspicious, and tell me what you are asking for, and I will write an interpretation for you."

The divination slips from the Tian Shu Kingdom each have a number on them, along with words like "auspicious," "slightly auspicious," "inauspicious," and "very inauspicious."

When ordinary people receive a fortune slip, they report its contents and their requests, and a fortune teller will help interpret it.

Mo Chen said:

"There are no numbers, only four words: May everything be well."

The monk's hand, which was grinding ink, stopped abruptly; he was astonished as if a thunderbolt had struck him.

"Everything's fine?!" The voice was exceptionally loud, and it was deafening to the ears of the others.

The other monks, who had heard this, rushed forward as well. Seeing the gold-leaf-covered slip of paper, they exclaimed excitedly:

"Someone actually won! Everything's going to be great!"

"An extremely rare and exceptional lottery ticket, one in a million!"

"Quickly go tell our martial uncle, someone has drawn the lucky prize and everything is fine!"

In an instant, the crowd surged with emotion, and everyone became excited...

Ye Li was puzzled and looked at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen helped her tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then smiled and said:

“Li’er is really amazing. In the past, only one person in Tian Shu Kingdom has ever drawn the fortune stick that says ‘Everything will be fine’.”

"Now you're the second one."

Ye Li thought the fortune slips here were quite auspicious.

So she asked Mo Chen to draw a lot as well.

Mo Chen obediently went, but when he took the fortune slip and looked at it...

Ye Li was completely stunned:

How could this be?