When the two arrived at the shelter, several carriages were already parked outside the building, which housed quite a few groups of people. However, they each kept to themselves, busily engaged in their own affairs.
There were men and women, young and old.
One group consisted of just a few women, a coachman, and a middle-aged woman.
A few women had stretched out a piece of cloth to shield prying eyes, and behind the cloth sat a woman upright and proper.
Feng Wushuang glanced over once but did not look a second time. "Fei Nan, go get a set of clothes to change into!"
Fei Nan promptly went to fetch the clothes while Feng Wushuang walked to the eaves, watching the torrential rain. He was anxious inside but showed no sign of it on his face.
He had learned to hide his emotions long ago.
It was only in front of Yun Jinnian that he was cautious, always wanting to show his best side.
After Fei Nan had changed clothes, he brought tea-making utensils from the carriage and lit a charcoal fire to boil water for Feng Wushuang’s tea.
Seeing Feng Wushuang standing under the eaves for a long time, Fei Nan felt apologetic.
Once the tea was ready, he poured a cup and offered it forward, "My lord, please have some tea!"
Feng Wushuang took the tea and gently sipped a mouthful.
"You’ve blinded your dog eyes, daring to peep at my mistress. Do you know who she is?" an indignant female voice cried out.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Who’s peeping at your mistress? As if she’s a fairy, ridiculous!"
The man’s voice was tinged with anger.
Perhaps he looked, perhaps he did not, but Feng Wushuang did not care for any of it.
Seeing that the rain had lessened somewhat, he said to Fei Nan, "Let’s go."
After Feng Wushuang and his servant had left, the others also departed one after another.
A woman with a graceful figure walked out leisurely and boarded a carriage heading in the direction of the Capital City.
"Commandery Princess, that young master just now was quite handsome, and he seems to have a high status too!" the maid softly said, her cheeks blushing pink.
Qu Mianke smiled slightly, "No matter how handsome, is he more so than Cousin Yan and Cousin Yu? Can his status compare to Cousin Yu’s?"
"How can they even be compared? His Highness Prince Rui is so exalted. That young master, at best, might fit to carry His Highness’s shoes!"
She felt extremely happy inside.
With the Princess away from the Capital City, Cousin Yu must be feeling lonely and isolated in the Prince Rui Residence.
Now that she was sixteen, Cousin Yu should be ready to fulfill his promise.
The thought of her wishes coming true made Qu Mianke smile with delight.
Yun Jinnian found her life simple yet full, and she grew fond of this kind of existence. After reciting sutras and taking Zhou Yunshen’s pulse, she could spend time alone with Chu Yu.
As she meticulously copied the sutras, Chu Yu helped grind the ink. Occasionally, they would look up, and their eyes would meet, conveying deep affection.
Without saying much, they knew each other’s thoughts.
After dinner, they strolled up the back mountain before returning to their respective meditation rooms to rest.
Chu Yu was getting healthier, and everything appeared so wonderful.
But then Dai Hanmi, Dai Hanbo, and Feng Wushuang arrived.
Feng Wushuang was the first to reach Huguo Temple. Though he did not see Abbot Wuxin, he entrusted a little monk to deliver a message to Yun Jinnian.
Yun Jinnian felt obligated to meet with Feng Wushuang.
Feng Wushuang hastily got up. Looking at Yun Jinnian dressed in plain clothes, he bowed respectfully and softly greeted, "Miss Yun!"
"Mr. Feng, what brings you to Huguo Temple?" Yun Jinnian politely inquired, keeping a distance of five steps from Feng Wushuang.
"My mother has not been feeling well lately. I came to Huguo Temple to pray for her well-being. I did not expect to find Miss Yun here. May I presumptuously ask if Miss Yun could examine my mother?"