Zhu Yuan was right. Huijin disagreed with Song Ruoxi with them to Guangling Mansion. Not to mention that Song Ruoxi was still sick, but Song Ruoxi was not sick. After only a few months of coming, his temperament changed a lot. By then, Ji Yun became suspicious, and then all his previous efforts would be wasted.

"Ni Shen, the girl has never left her wife since she was a child. This time she came out for a few months. The lady couldn't eat or eat or sleep. If the girl couldn't go back to celebrate the New Year, the lady would be sad." Zhuyuan pulled the handkerchief and pressed tears that did not exist in the corner of her eyes.

"Men Ni has already compiled a letter, and you will bring it to your wife. After reading the letter, you will understand." Hui Jin took out the letter that had been written from her sleeve and handed it to Zhuyuan.

"That's it..." Zhuyuan looked at Song Ruoxi, who was lying on the bed with a doctor. The girl was sick. If she forced her to go on the road, if something happened on the road, she would not be able to take responsibility. She would still listen to Shenni. "My girl asked Shennidoga to take care of her!"

"I stayed to serve the girl." Liu Siniang refused to leave.

"No need, I came to the temple to practice, no one needed to serve me." Song Ruoxi flatly refused.

"Girl, let me stay and take care of you. You are sick and no one can take care of you." Liu Siniang said, her eyes turned red again.

"With the master and all my senior brothers, my illness will be cured soon, so don't worry." Song Ruoxi tied his hair hanging from his forehead behind his ears, "When you go back, don't tell me about my illness to the master's wife, so as not to worry about the master's wife, do you know?"

"Miss is filial, and I should obey it and will not mention it to the third master and his wife." Zhuyuan is not a fool. She knew very well that if she told Ji Yun that Song Ruoxi was sick and she did not stay in the temple to serve her, she would definitely be scolded by Ji Yun. With Song Ruoxi's words, she could not mention it rightly, and she didn't have to worry that Liu Siniang would talk too much.

"girl……"

"Okay, the girl decided that you would be more talkative." Zhuyuan interrupted Liu Siniang and scolded her.

Song Ruoxi glanced at Zhuyuan, frowned, and said, "Husband, I will take good care of myself in the future and will not get sick again. Don't worry so much."

"Girl, you must take good care of yourself!" Liu Siniang said with a sob.

"I can do it, you must take good care of yourself, too." Song Ruoxi said with a smile.

It took six or seven days to return to Guangling Mansion. Zhuyuan was afraid that the road would be delayed, so she couldn't catch up with going home for the New Year, so she hurriedly said goodbye the next day.

Ji Yun was very disappointed when she saw her daughter as she wished. She read Huijin's letter and sighed, "There is no way, my daughter's life is important." Although she really wanted to visit her daughter in the temple, the journey was long and she was full of trivial matters. She could only send someone to send a letter and a bunch of things to the temple to Song Ruoxi after the New Year.

Although the New Year is a secular festival and has nothing to do with people outside the world, the first day of the day is the day of fasting, and believers will come to the temple to watch the first incense stick of New Year and use the lunch vegetarian in the temple before leaving. The nuns dare not slackew on this.

The heavy snow had just stopped, and the sun shone through the clouds, reflecting on the white earth, reflecting silver light. Jian'er passed by the cedar forest and saw Song Ruoxi standing in the forest. She walked over in surprise and asked, "Jingchen, what are you doing here? The sun just came out and it was not warm at all. Are you standing in the snow, aren't you afraid of getting sick again after being cold?"

"I'm wearing thick clothes, not cold!" Song Ruoxi turned around and looked at her and smiled, "It's you, what reason to sneak out and stroll around this time?"

"I was wandering around. Master came to a familiar pilgrimage and asked me to go to the Sutra Hall to get the copied scriptures." Jian'er saw a bamboo basket at the foot of Song Ruoxi, "What are you doing for picking these pine cones?"

"It's useful." Yesterday, when An Yu and Song Ruoxi were drinking tea, they mentioned that they wanted to use pine cones to cook water. They said that the water cooked with pine cones would have a faint rosin smell, and the tea brewed with a more mellow taste. Song Ruoxi was moved and wanted to taste this taste. After using premature vegetarian food, he carried a bamboo basket to pick pine cones at the cedar forest beside the Gongjing Hall.

"What's the use?"

Song Ruoxi's eyes flowed and he chuckled, "I have my own uses, so don't ask more questions."

"If you don't ask, don't ask." Jian'er curled her lips and smiled with saliva, "Jingchen, let's go to the back mountain to cook tomorrow!"

"You greedy girl, just want to eat. There is no snow in the back mountain. If we sit by the stream and cook, it won't be cold?" Song Ruoxi glanced at her with a angrily glance, stood on tiptoe, picked off the pine cones, and threw them into the bamboo basket.

Jian'er laughed embarrassedly, "Jingchen, how much do you want to pick? I'll pick it together for you!"

"No need, go get the scriptures quickly, so as not to get it too late. Senior Brother Jingxuan punishes you again." Song Ruoxi said.

"It's not that I've never been punished." Jian'er ran to another tree and looked up to look for pine cones.

"There is one less punishment." Song Ruoxi walked over and said.

"It's no big deal to punish once more." Jian'er jumped up and grabbed the branch, "There are three here, you can pick them!"

"You!" Song Ruoxi chuckled and shook his head, reaching out to pick the pine cones.

Jian'er acted quickly and picked half a basket of pine cones in a short while.

"What are you doing here?"

A delicate voice came from behind. When the two looked back, they saw two girls of the same age as them, a cloak with a silver-red embroidered satin and a flying fairy bun. The girl in blue was standing behind her, wearing a double bun, looking at the makeup of the two, they should be the master and servant.

"Song Ruoxi, why are you here?" asked the girl in red with a sharp voice.

Song Ruoxi was shocked and did not expect to meet someone who knew him here.

The girl in red, surnamed Zeng and named Keer, was the only daughter of Zeng Yu, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites. In Beijing, the two families interacted with each other and knew each other. Zeng Yu died of his parents when he was young and was raised by his sister and brother-in-law. This time, he came to Zhongxing Mansion to celebrate his 50th birthday to his sister Mrs. Zhou.
Chapter completed!