By the time Bai Junjun managed to clamber up embarrassedly, it was already too late.
Lin Mengyu had lunged out long before.
Truthfully, Wenren Pingting was quite angry. After all, it was scandalous for a Princess Consort to engage in such unseemly behavior, making for an exceedingly unsightly scene.
And it would have been one thing if the commotion was contained within the closed doors of the residence, but there were outsiders present too.
Now, feeling the stares of Bai Junjun and Li Wenli, Wenren Pingting felt so mortified she wished she could just disappear into a hole in the ground.
Yuwen Luanfei saw his little wife flush red then go pale, knowing her competitive nature, she must have been infuriated by Lin Mengyu.
He couldn’t help but pull her to the side to sit down on the Noble Consort’s couch and had a servant bring tea over.
As for Lin Mengyu on the floor, he paid her no mind.
Bai Junjun and Li Wenli had unexpectedly witnessed a family drama unfold, and although they were curious to see how the artist would resolve the troubles brought about by a fortune too big for one man to handle, such a matter was ultimately a scandal for the Royal Family. It was as though the last shred of modesty had been stripped away, hence both of them discreetly made their exit, leaving Yuwen Luanfei to deal with the mess on his own.
As for how Lin Mengyu ended up being dealt with, Bai Junjun and the others were in the dark.
Upon returning home, the two of them started making arrangements for what was to come.
Everyone knew they were leaving the Imperial Capital for a short stay in Ying County in ten days and were all delighted.
Although the Imperial Capital was vast, they preferred the bustling, market town air of Ying County.
Lady Lin and Wu Qiao would naturally follow, but for Elder Monk Shan Ci, it was a bit more difficult, given his roots were at Fahua Temple.
Bai Junjun’s idea was that Shan Ci could return to Fahua Temple to revive it. Even though it was currently under the control of Yuwen Luanfei’s men, as long as they spoke a word to Yuwen Luanfei, restoring Fahua Temple to Monk Shan Ci shouldn’t be difficult.
After much consideration, Monk Shan Ci ultimately refused Bai Junjun’s proposal.
"This old monk has reached an age where I can depart this world at any moment. I no longer have the energy to manage such a vast place as Fahua Temple. It might be best to let it remain unoccupied, waiting for another respected and virtuous monk to take over," said Shan Ci.
"Master, where will you go?" Bai Lingyu asked with eager eyes.
"Me?" Monk Shan Ci chuckled, patting his head. "I will naturally follow you all and travel the world. I would like to see if there really is a pure land on this earth."
"That would be wonderful!"
Bai Lingyu never liked goodbyes, and during this time, he had grown accustomed to Monk Shan Ci’s morning lessons. The thought of having to part with him as he had with Fool Brother and Old Uncle Qiu was upsetting.
Now, the fact that Monk Shan Ci was willing to travel with them couldn’t have been better!
Bai Lingyu clapped his hands with a smile, "It’s best if we all stay together. And in the future, we should also reunite with Xiao Shan, Fool Brother, and Lame Man Uncle."
Thinking of their friends still in the Eastern Land, Bai Sasa also heaved a sigh.
She wondered how Fool was doing.
They had agreed to keep in regular correspondence through letters, and it was said that as long as you went to Dongsheng Tavern, you could find a way to contact each other.
But Bai Sasa had checked out the Dongsheng Tavern in the Imperial Capital a few times, and... she really disliked that pretty shopkeeper, instinctively not wanting to get close.
Bai Sasa had written several letters, but every time she approached the entrance of Dongsheng Tavern, she couldn’t help but retreat.
Therefore, having been in the Imperial Capital for so long, she hadn’t sent out a single letter.
There was also no news from Fool at all.
Bai Junjun patted their heads, "Fool must be busy right now. He’ll come to find us after he’s done."
Lady Lin, Manager Qiao, and Monk Shan Ci listened with bewildered expressions.
It sounded like he wasn’t very smart, yet if that were true, what could he possibly be busy with?